Unread postby Arganaut » February 8th, 2013, 11:17 pm
"Okay we can focus on the play for now but this conversation will continue later." Felix said, pointing a threatening finger at all present parties, receiving a somewhat amused look from Lizbeth and unfettered embarrassment from his sister.
"Yes, yes, good, good." Browne said quickly, dragging Felix and Alecia away. "We can finally get on ground I am more comfortable speaking on... theater!"
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"That they are Ivan, that they are." Felix said, sagely nodding, as he offered a hand to Ivan. Ivan grinned and extended his hand out as well, clasping Felix's. Quickly, Felix pulled himself in, giving a Ivan a quick hug. Ivan stood a bit stunned by the sudden contact, Felix laughing with an amused/satisfied expression on his face.
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"As much as I don't like it I guess there is nothing we can do but wait this out. Well I shouldn't keep you any longer, thanks for the talk." Felix offered a quick bow to the Guildmaster, who merely nodded and returned the bow.
"I know this troubles you Felix, but rest assured that the other Masters and I know what we are doing." He said with a nod, before departing as well.
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A few weeks later, the various assassins, masters and students filed into Browne's theater, coming to see the play that had been so painstakingly put together. With the island still under the influence of the blockade, and other pleasures being rationed to last, the play was going to be the most entertainment that the people of the island were going to get.
As people filed into the theater, backstage all the actors and stage hands were busily readying for the opening night performance. Felix watched the various persons, who for so long he had viewed only as fellow assassins, work their various talents in a combined effort to make the play a success. It was interesting, really, to see these people as more human than their hoods would suggest.
"Ah, Felix, good to see that you've gotten ready so quickly." Browne said, walking up to Felix. Felix chuckled, looking down at himself. A head of fake hair that smelled like a horse, a rapier and a run down costume. Compared to Browne's affair, Felix looked the part, but his part looked slightly more... bummish, he suppose he could say.
"So my boy, how are you feeling? Excited?"