The drama begins slowly . Certains half drawn towards the edge to make sure nobody falls down .
Light are but sim. Spotlights pointed towards where the main show will begins .
The atmosphere seems surprisingly serious for a mere 'practice' .
Nathan frowns , squinting his eyes to look ahead. Rachael leaning on the wall next to him.
" Love ! Don't be like this " the male lead's voice echoes through the stage.
Rachel mutters beside him " it's not the same scene. It's a flashback"
The spotlights in the middle are starting to glow up a bit . Half shadow
realises they are still starting from the same scene he last saw.
Thin the shadowing hue the actor are standing. Lady love is sitting on chair today. Face turned to the side .
Nathan realises the male lead , the lord doesn't call her " babe " today.
It's only been one day since he last saw them . How many times did they practice?
Was it out of fear or this howvtjey do it here ?
Anyhow true to Rachael's statement, a shadow envelopes the lord and in a blink of an eyes he is gone . Lady love stares blankly ahead . Then screeches dramatically.
A servant appears by the door way.
Not to hurt anybody but the door is bit crooked. Drama club definitely needs to fix that .
Servant appears to be a young man , who is most definitely trying his hardest to appear as an age old humback .
A few of club members near Nathan laugh . silently. Someone even says " should have worn make up first "
A detective has arrived, the servant annouces . And so the man from before appears .
Same brodding mood and aura . Facial expression set into stone , enough to make you beleive yes truly here to deliver some grave news .
The coat gaurds the man's face by half . Cigar picking out slightly.
Sherlock homes reference supposedly.
Lady love doesn't turn to him . Neither does he turn to her. As though bithe are aware of the news and trying to avoid exposing it the world as it might just become more true .
Detective tries to litcup the cigar. Matches make a 'fsss ' noice with flicking flame . But just like lord not holding onto his lady , it too never reaches the cigar.
No breeze but it disappears . Detective tries again.
And again and again.
Nathan counts , now irritated just how many times is it gonna be ?
With the 13th attempt, detective throws his hat off the stage .
" Who bought that matches ?" A voice screams out .
Undoubtedly Alphonse. Lady love yawns in boredam muttering" not me " .
Alphonse does run into her like a broken bull fortunately.
Detective turns around, asking " let's cut this out . If in stage it doesn't work , I don't want you guys to suffer for it " .
Alphonse throws back the hat on him .
" Okay. It's it's alright with you " .