Library, Sunday

[gavegoodface]

Face was studiously reading in his spot behind the desk today. Taking notes even.

Was he feeling all right?

Drama, Monday, Period 4

[tequila_squared]

After last week's auditions, Lito had decided to just swap all the parts around entirely, or at least, as much as his cast would allow. To that end, he had handwavily notified the class of their parts and asked them to start learning their lines and come to class ready to rehearse Act I. Just in case anyone didn't have e-mail, he'd posted the cast list by the sign-in sheet where everyone could see it when they arrived. It read:

Anders: Maria & Valentine
April: Sir Toby Belch & Sebastian
Raven Darkholme: Malvolio & Antonio
Hanna Heller: Curio & First Officer
Kathy Li: Duke Orsino & Second Officer
Garik Loran: Olivia & Captain
Ada Miller: Sir Andrew & Priest
Ezra Sagishi: Viola
Thorin: Clown & Fabian

"Yes," he began, "almost all of you are playing at least two parts, and if I have made an error and someone is onstage at the same time as their other role, some of you may be pressed into service to cover for that--Raven, you may have to play the clown in Act V, as Fabian is also onstage at that time." Yes, he had cast Thorin as the clown, but in his defense Wolfgang had dared him to. "But we're going to make it work, and most of the secondary parts--most, but not all," he had to admit, "--are small parts, just a few lines here or there. So it will be okay!" he hoped.

"Now, if anyone has any questions or objects strongly to their casting, please let me know. Otherwise, I want everyone to start practicing their lines for Act I, alone or in groups. Let's get started, yes?"

Creative Inspirations, Monday, Period One

[furnaceface]

Today's class was asked, as usual, to meet on the Causeway in wait for the portal that would take them on their weekly trip. And if Jono looked at least mildly disgruntled every time he looked at Hannibal, who yet again was coming to class looking as though something had thumped him a good one, well, there was a bandage around Hannibal's hand that in Jonothon's professional opinion really had no business being there.

In Hannibal's considerably more professional opinion, it was a minor injury well worth the trouble. Honestly.

( Photoluminescence! )

[OOC: Open class is open!]