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WHERE'S THE SUMMER GONE!
I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Man, I really died that time! Where were you people to remind me that I had a fiction to write:sniff: No one likes my stories...
On that note, it IS August, and I finally, FINALLY remembered that I'd barely gotten anywhere in my MSND fiction. So, I decided to write the next chapter like a good little girl. So here's the good news: I wrote the new chapter. The bad news, especially to you people/person who wanted to see Ephidel and Limstella: their scene is 9 pages long. Just in script. And, no offense, I don't feel like writing that today. So, I will upload the first part, but I WILL finish Act 2 (which is two scenes long) before my classes start on September 5th or whatever.
Slamming the car door behind him, Hector bolted for the safety of the school. Hating the fact it took him all of .3 seconds to open the door and he was forced to be subjected to the pouring rain that much longer.
"Why couldn't Legault have left the door open?" He grumbled, running inside, letting the door clank shut behind him. After making sure he was far away enough from the door to avoid getting rained on again should anyone come in behind him, he shook his head violently, doing his best to get the water out of his face and hair. "God, I hate the rain…" he mumbled to himself A/N: the first sign that you're crazy, running his hand in a sweeping motion away from his face, to keep his hair in it's semi-regular position.
After the sunny weekend on the beach, no one had expected the rain. But here it was. It was a storm predicted to last for the rest of the week, but Hector hoped – prayed – that that wouldn't be the case. With no sun, there was no real excuse to get out of acting practise – and THAT meant 8 hours a day with the classmates he'd rather not be with. And Serra. He shuddered. God help them all. A brilliant flash of lightning preceded a terrific clap of thunder that almost seemed to shake the school building. Hector groaned. He wasn't afraid of thunder and lightning, but a lot of the girls were. "What did I do to deserve this?" He asked no one in particular, then headed down towards the gym where today's torture would begin in earnest.
"Limstella, really, we need some emotion in this!" Legault said, stopping the run-through for what was surely the fiftieth time. Limstella stood looking down expressionlessly at Legault as he once again started to relate to her exactly why she needed to be angry with Ephidel. "C'mon Limstella, please?" He almost begged. "Pretend. That's what acting is about! But acting like a puppet isn't really very captivating."
"So?"
Hector swore he heard an inaudible 'AAAARRRGH!' echo from inside Legault's head.
"Alright… one more time," Legualt said, taking a deep breath. "Limstella, for once – try acting like a NORMAL person, alright? Please? Just a little bit of emotion. You know, like when Oberon says he wants the Indian Prince – just furrow your eyebrows and glare – well, you're doing that already, so I won't press that – and raise your volume a bit. OK? Can you do that?"
"Fine."
Legault sighed. "Fine… take one billion and three! Aaaand… start!"
The act went off the exact same as before. Hector watched until the part where Titania was supposed to grow angry and, when Limstella once again read her part blandly, groaned and let his head fall back. This day was NEVER going to end.
It seemed to Hector that the sky only got darker. Rain could be heard thudding against the school roof and the pavement outside the windows. One of the gym windows was open near the back, so that there was some air circulation going on in the room, but all it did was amplify the noise from outside, and cause the thunder to boom that much louder. Rather than watch the impassionate Limstella onstage – except for Sain, who was admiring her beauty – almost everyone was looking outside, watching the spectacular lightning displays that were dancing across the sky. Every clap of thunder seemed to be coming closer and closer, and every lightning strike carried the sound almost instantly. Some of the more feminine girls – like Florina, Serra and Priscilla – were growing obviously more nervous each time lightning flashed. Serra seemed to enjoy shrieking every time, which interrupted the current scene more often then Limstella's blah acting skills. Then the lights flickered.
"SHRIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!"
"Serra! Shut up!"
"But – but the lights flickered!"
"Oh get over it! That happens a lot during a storm!"
"But what if the lights go out!"
"Then we get to go home!"
"Hector!"
"Grumble"
"Legault, you can't mean that you'll keep us here!"
"Can't I?"
"LEGAULT!"
"Yes?"
"Grrrrr…"
"Alright, Limstella, let's do that again."
And that was the end of the argument. For the moment.
As the lightning kept flashing, and as Erk was, at present, absent from rehearsal, Hector was nominated to keep Serra quiet. Since he wasn't really good at the subtle, he did this by placing his hand firmly over her mouth. He got a few withering looks from Lyn, but all in all everyone seemed happy to have Serra quietened. Florina still squeaked when thunder boomed, but she was so quiet, and the thunder so loud, no one really heard her. Except Hector who eventually got sick of it and put his hand on her shoulder – in a comforting gesture or warning to shut up, no one really knew. But Lyn saw it, and those who saw her at that moment swear to this day that they saw sparks jumping out of her eyes. Most people left Lyn to her own devices that day.
The day progressed in that fashion for the next hour and a bit, before, to everyone's amazement, they had a bit of luck. Limstella, evidently, could get mad, and finally showed a bit of emotion – by getting mad at Legault. And she showed this by jumping on him, from the stage, and attempting to beat the crap out of him. Since no one was really fond of Legault at the moment, and this was the first entertaining moment of the day, everyone just sat back and enjoyed the show, instead of jumping up to help him. Legault might have gotten into some real trouble – since Limstella, in was found, was generally stronger than she looked – had not the weather intervened to save him.
By cutting off the power.
There was a moment of total silence when the lights went out. Then Hector, in a bit of shock, moved his hand away from Serra's mouth.
"SHRIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!"
"AH!" Hector yelled, covering his bleeding ears with his hands. "Serra! Shut up!"
"That wasn't me!" Serra's sharp voice cut back at him.
"Then who was it?"
"U-um…"
There was a shocked silence.
"Florina can be loud?"
"Hector!"
"Siiiiiigh…."
"Legault, can we please leave now?" Lyn asked. "We're really not getting anywhere, and I don't think any of us really want to stay here with no power…"
"Oh, alright, alright, fine. I guess we're done for the day. You can all go home. Happy?"
Hector grinned. It was dark, and Legault was doing his best to sound grudging, but Hector was pretty sure that Legault was relieved to get away from Limstella. Carefully, the group started making their way to the gym doors, some faster than others as they were eager to get out of the darkened school and back to their darkened homes where, at least, they could be in familiar settings.
"…You have GOT to be kidding me."
"…"
"Oh shit."
"You have GOT to be KIDDING ME!"
"We heard you, Lyn."
"LOOK at that! LOOK! How the hell are we supposed to get home?"
"How the hell should I know?"
"DO SOMETHING!"
"Like WHAT, Lyn? What do you want me to do? Carry you home on my shoulders?"
"…"
The acting group stared gloomily out at the parking lot. There was at least a foot of water covering the pavement, but that was good compared to the washed-out condition of the road beyond. Hector not-so-quietly hit his head against the steel door frame. This could NOT be happening. But it was.
They were tapped. INSIDE the school. With each other.
And Serra.
Police Report, Taken on the XXth of MX, year XXXX:
"Ah was out on mah deck, watchin' the lightnin' wit' mah wife, when allova sudden we heared this gawdawful noise from up the hill. It sounded like the howlin' of ah rhabid hanimal in pain! Well, the missus 'n' me, we looked at each other, 'n' run like heck back into the house, terrified outta our wits! We ain't NEVAH heared ANYthin' like tha', an' Ah hope Ah neva do a'gin."
AN: if you can't tell, it's some guy who "heared" the FE kids up at school, screaming
Anyway, there is my HALF COMPLETED chapter. The actual script (from the play) is about... 12-14 pages.And I just don't feel like doing that right now, but I feel that I should upload SOMETHING after, what - 3 months? I feel really bad. I'm sorry! I hope there are still people out there to read this... and please excuse me for making it pretty dumb. I just couldn't think of anything. The next chapter WILL have Limstella and Ephidel, for people who wanted them.