un: wiccan

[demiurgency]

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You know, I've been thinking. If I were back home right now--[Leaving aside everything that had gone terribly wrong back home, dealing with the interdimensional parasite that had brainwashed his parents and wanted to feed off of him and his magic for hundreds of years, his missing brother, et cetera]--it'd be time for auditions for the spring musical. I think this year was supposed to be Bare, which would have been amazing, especially since it would've been senior year, so, my last chance at a lead role, you know?

Maybe you don't, I mean, I know a lot of people aren't from Earth, or from the twenty-first century, but that's not really the point, sorry, I'm getting distracted.

The point is, I miss music, and I miss theater, and even with learning self-defense and first aid and reading everything in the schoolhouse and foraging and all the things we need to do here to survive, I still end up with a lot of free time. So, I was thinking, I'd love to learn some new songs, and new dances, and new stories. I don't know if there're enough people here interested to justify putting on a show or anything, but I thought it might be fun to get people together to trade those sorts of things. Share parts of our cultures, you know? Anyway, if anyone's interested, let me know, we can work something out.

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[Those who frequent the schoolhouse might run into one Billy Kaplan there after this broadcast, sorting through books on the shelves attempting to organize things by genre and/or season and trying to figure out what he has or hasn't read. If he isn't there, you might run into him in the inn grabbing lunch, or on the road heading to or from the eastern woods outside of town on a mushroom-hunting run. Wherever you find him, chances are he's humming under his breath, if not singing outright. What? It's been stuck in his head for a while now.]

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[ frank is a semi-frequent visitor to the schoolhouse since he discovered it a few months back. it reminds him of the library at reims, just... less french. and less dangerous. besides, he never knows who he's going to run into there. aretha is with him today and she bursts through the doors with uncharacteristic energy to sniff out someone she recognizes. before frank can call her back, he sees the back of billy's head and smiles as he goes to join the boy by the shelves. he's wearing his hotdog sweater of course, an unzipped parka overtop as he lifts his hand to slot the book on masonry back into place that he'd brought back from home, the movement revealing his communicator's bright red. ] What's that? [ he asks about the song, not recognizing it but thinking it'll probably be stuck in his head now, too. ]

[demiurgency]

[The sudden sound of paws gallumphing across the floor makes Billy turn, and when he sees Aretha skidding towards him Billy kneels with a grin, ruffling the dog's ears and giving her plenty of skritches before he looks up at Frank, offering him that same grin. Billy looks a little different from the last time they met; a little more confident and self-assured, maybe, less nervous and not at all embarrassed to be caught singing.]

Take Me or Leave Me, from RENT. The musical. You know it?

[oorah]

I've heard of it. [ the show. he's just never seen it. frank smiles softly at the dog interacting with billy, he seems a little different himself. less stressed, maybe. ] Is it your favorite?

[demiurgency]

Nah. My favorite's actually The Sound of Music. Kinda cheesy, maybe, but I've got some good memories about it. RENT's another favorite, though, about a bunch of artists in New York in the early 90s. Honestly, I've got a lot of favorites. I've always been kind of a musical nerd, you know?

[oorah]

Kid, I've got no goddamn idea. [ but he's grinning now, thinking back. right now it doesn't hurt too much to think of his family so he may as well. ] That's the one with the nun, right?

[demiurgency]

[That elicits a grin and a small laugh from Billy.]

Yeah, it's the one with the nun. The nun and the naval officer in Austria, she goes to be a governess for his seven kids, they fall in love, run away to Switzerland to escape Nazis. It's a good time.