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Apartment Above the Boards, Wednesday Late Afternoon
Troy -- lugging a large suitcase and a duffle-bag -- banged through the door into the apartment. "Jono! You around?" he called. "I'm back! And I've got... stuff."
Lots of stuff.
"Also, I think I taste like pina colada again. This is the best island ever."
[Aaaand Troy is back, finally, now that I have remember to actually ping him back onto the ( Read more... ) -
OOC: Availability Tango
Hey, everyone, so in the ongoing saga of "Tristan can't post/comment from home, even in Chrome half the time," I now have no internet access at home. Until Thursday ( Read more... ) -
Black Swan Drive, near The Boards, Sunday Morning
So yesterday, Troy had woken up IN A CABIN! And it was AWESOME. And there was no basketball court anywhere, which made him so sad, even though he had lots of fun playing in the cabin with ALL THE COOL TOYS, but then this morning when he woke up? He remembered that he was a DIRECTOR ( Read more... ) -
Voicemail: The Boards [555-TBRD]
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Apartment of Slumming, UES, NYC, Friday Evening
Troy was hiding.
Okay, Troy wasn't hiding particularly successfully, seeing as he was just sitting up in the Apartment of Slumming's dance studio, one leg hanging off the ledge over the rest of the flat. Still, as the person from who he was hiding wasn't in the apartment, his lack of camouflage (and visibility from the rest of the apartment) wasn' ( Read more... ) -
Amelie's Double-booked Rehearsal Space, Off-Off-Broadway, Sunday Afternoon
Troy leaned back against the wall, wishing there was a convenient hole to crawl into so he could avoid being drawn into the argument currently going on between the director of his latest show -- Amelie Brancourt -- and the director who had, apparently, rented the exact same rehearsal space. For the exact same time ( Read more... ) -
Apartment of Slumming, UES, NYC. Thursday Evening.
"What do you mean, you can't get me a flight until tomorrow night?" Troy asked, whining into the phone. "I booked this ages ago ( Read more... ) -
Apartment of Slumming, UES, NYC, then Elsewhere. Thursday Mid-Day
Okay, so Troy (after the disastrous interruption of two weeks ago) had managed to convince Jake to come home with him after the previous night's show. Which meant that, to avoid incessant teasing from Ryan about hooking up with his co-star, they had to wait until after Ryan and Chad had left for school to leave Troy's room ( Read more... ) -
Backstage, An Off-Off-Off-Broadway Theatre, NYC. Thursday Evening.
Class of '95 was, by all accounts (and, as well, all reviews, which was perhaps even more important), a resounding success ( Read more... ) -
Apartment of Slumming, Upper East Side, NYC. Monday Evening.
Rehearsal was going well. Very well, in fact; Troy was starting to get a little bit nervous, unsure if this meant that the show was going to go horribly when it actually opened ( Read more... )