Marissa Kendrick
Totally an Innocent Conversation (Tag: Holland)
Sun Jan 21, 2018 01:30
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Pink sneakers squeaked against the clean stage floor while Marissa Kendrick waved her wand and muttered a spell to set up another table. Her friends were great at nonverbal magic, but the red-head still hadn’t managed to get even simple spells to work without speaking. She’d looked into her wand wood and core, having read that sometimes that influenced a magic user’s ability to perform that kind of advanced magic, but she came up with nothing. It wasn’t her English-oak-and-kelpie-hair wand that was the problem.

Her red, curly, shorter hair had been wrangled into two little pigtails. It somehow didn’t look childish on her. The lipstick probably helped. She’d volunteered to help Garen set up for Little Shop of Horrors auditions later that afternoon. Her graduation present had been to pick the musical they did this school year, and she’d thought about it pretty seriously. She chose a musical that had lots of opportunities for everyone but also lent itself to non-conventional casting choices. It would be interesting and there’d be chances for plenty of people to participate.

With the tables set up, Marissa placed the sign-up sheets. One was for performers, and the other was for technicians. She also added a small stack of papers for anyone who was new to the Drama Club. They listed what the different technical positions did, a breakdown of the characters in the show (but without that pesky gendered nonsense), and examples of songs and monologues last-minute auditioners could do.

She’d just finished setting up the tables when the sound of another person entering the theater caught her attention. The Aquila smiled up at Holland, who she asked to come double check her work. They were both seventh years, so they knew what this needed to look like by now, and Holland would let her know if she forgot anything. She hoped that Holland would let her know about some other things, too.

Not that Marissa had any other intentions for asking Holland to come help with this. Nope, not at all, this was completely innocent.

“I’ve got the sign-up sheets, character breakdowns, tech descriptions, song ideas, monologue ideas… I’m not missing anything, am I?” She placed her hands on her hips, touching the midriff that was exposed from her front tied grey crop top and jeans, and surveyed her work. “I don’t think I’m missing anything?”

    • With no Ulterior Motives - Holland Keene, Sun Jan 21 02:27
      Holland was already behind this early in the semester, but that was mostly because of Animagus stuff. It could be said that a seventeen-year-old who was close to completing their Animagus work was... more
      • We never have ulterior motives - Marissa, Tue Jan 23 21:47
        “Thanks.” Marissa knew that her hair wouldn’t go unnoticed. Her wild, long red hair had been a staple of her life ever since she’d been at Rocky Mountain International. It was literally impossible... more
        • Never ever ever - Holland, Wed Jan 24 01:03
          Marissa’s “ I’m fine ” sounded real, and Holland felt the nervousness in their chest relax with relief. Marissa had initiated the breakup. Marissa had initiated the breakup, and Marissa was fine,... more
          • Don't be suspicious - Marissa, Thu Feb 1 20:45
            Excellent. Holland was someone who sometimes got lost in thought. After knowing the Lyra for about seven years at this point, Marissa knew what Holland’s different types of silence were. There was... more
            • Suspicious is my middle name - Holland, Tue Feb 6 12:38
              “ It seems like the perfect time for both of you, ” Marissa said, demonstrating a very loose understanding of the adjective. She was right about one thing: if nothing happened here and now, nothing... more
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