crystal: attention theatre lovers

[altusimperius]

FORM: crystal
SENDER: Benedict
RECIPIENT: everyone, whether they like it or not
NOTES: that's right I'm following up!
think of this like a signup sheet, if your character expresses interest I'll either write up a small log or send you a blurb on what they witnessed at the show, for you to do with as you see fit.

Good afternoon, Riftwatch.

[Benedict's lack of enthusiasm is palpable,]

We have received a missive from the office of playwright André L’Euilled Ouebbre informing us that the play for which we were interviewed last year has been. Um. Written. And complementary tickets are available to any among us who would like to make the trip to Val Royeaux.

The missive goes on to say that... the production is well-received by critics in its previews, and certain to be a huge hit. World-renowned Royan actor Timothée Chalemet is said to be captivating and heartbreaking in the role of,

[a pause as he processes what he's reading,]

Tav,

and the stage effects are second to none in their daring modernity.

[hm]

If you'd like a ticket for some reason, speak to me now or come find me in my office. The public premier is next month.

Comments

[bouchonne]

I’m sorry - they’ve cast Chalemet and don’t have him playing you? An outrage.

[altusimperius]

If the Maker cares about me, I won't be in it at all.

[fun fact he doesn't remember the interviews because he was in EnvyLand]

[bouchonne]

I advocated for you to star in it.

[altusimperius]

why would you do that

[like he doesn't know]

[sprent]

We were interviewed for a play? When??

[altusimperius]

You and I were, um. ...elsewhere.

[let's not get too deeply into it here please,]

[sprent]

(Gela's hesitation is prominent.)

That's unfair. What — did they say, about it all? What is the name of the play?

[altusimperius]

Let me see.

[the sound of paper shuffling, and a sigh:]

"Riftwatchers".

[aberratic]

The interviews must have happened before I arrived in Thedas, what a shame not to be represented!

[ rip to the rest of you, she could not have handled seeing anyone play her on a stage. ]

If nothing else we should probably send someone from Diplomacy to shake Monsieur Ouebbre's hand and tell him how honored we are by his attention.

[altusimperius]

Are you volunteering?

[aberratic]

[ oh, she walked into this. ]

Surely the Ambassador would be a better choice than a lowly peon, we wouldn't want to insult the man.

[altusimperius]

Wouldn’t we?

[laruetheday]

I'll take a ticket.

[ she's been coerced ]

[altusimperius]

You've got it.

[cozen]

If critics have seen it, I imagine it is too late to burn the script and blackmail everyone involved into silence.

[altusimperius]

I think the time to do that was around a year ago.

[cozen]

Ah, well.

Three tickets, then. Or four if you are not already planning to go with someone else.

[portalling]

Is this when I ought to be pleased that I successfully ducked the scribes whenever they tried to corral me for an interview?

[ He imagines the chances are low that he'll have to watch an actor play someone named Doctor Odd on-stage. ]

[altusimperius]

I suppose so, but it seems that won't save you from having to watch it.

[portalling]

Are you kidding me, of course I am. I need to see how we’ve been rendered in the final product —

[elegiaque]

( — off the back of benedict’s answer, )

You love going to Val Royeaux.

[portalling]

I do. [ And evidently it isn’t even going to be a fight about dragging him to go, because: ] Do we get to dress up for the premiere? I’m assuming yes, it’s Val Royeaux,

[ It’s probably a small blessing that he often enjoys the parties more than she does. ]

[wythersake]

Are they good tickets?

[altusimperius]

They are, in fact. Guests-of-honor type tickets.

[wythersake]

Ah, so you're on display twice.