Act 2, Scene 2
Mamoru stood backstage inside the auditorium, sifting through old costumes and putting up recently cleaned ones, trying to arrange them in some type of logical order. The place had been left in a mess before he came to the school, and he still simply hadn't gotten around to fixing the problem in some areas. It was something to do while waiting
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It was then that Rei noticed the young man sitting down near the front of the stage. More than slightly suspicious of what another male was doing here at the supposedly all-girls school, especially if Chiba-sensei was involved, she kept her senses both mundane and spiritual alert and aware as she made her way down to the stage.
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However, her smile quickly vanished when Mamoru chose her and River to partner up for their audition. Should have Seen -that- one coming, the miko thought to herself, knowing that her Drama professor would try and do something to make things more difficult for her. Grumbling to herself, she complained about Mamoru's excuses for prying into their personal lives. He crosses the line, giving the reason that he wanted to see how well the two of us got along together. If that's the case, then why deliberately split us up with different partners? She sighed, ( ... )
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...It's a game. This is a game. You are not River Tam, and that is not Rei Hino. No. You are Juliet Capulet, and that is Romeo Montague, the man you are madly in love with. It's the Shakespearean era. It's a game, be Juliet.
Reality melted away from her, and she knew who she was. Speaking passionately and longingly with an old English accent, she began to perform.
"O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?
Deny thy father and refuse thy name;
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,
And I'll no longer be a Capulet."
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She tried again, after scanning through these and future lines. "Lady, by yonder blessed moon..." She paused, knowing that she was running out of ammunition, and eventually looked over at Chiba-sensei with a sigh. "Sensei, is that enough already?"
She crossed her arms, and tapped her foot anxiously. "I just can't work with this. She's supposed to be falling in love with me, but half the time she's aggravated or snapping at me, then she turns on a dime and is trying to suddenly be all innocent, or passionate and longing, or nervous...it's just not believable at all. How is my character supposed to fall in love with someone like that?" She paused, turning to look at River. "It's hardly professional."
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After a brief wait, stumbling and crashing could be heard from the opposite side of the stage, indicating to a sighing Mamoru that he would have yet more cleaning up to do later. Motoki gave a final outburst and a clatter, the sounds of fumbling with some or other metal object that went rolling away following a loud thud against the wood panels.
Wincing, Minako poked her head out lightly, speaking in a stage whisper, "Are you okay?As if a play on words, a completely different seeming voice answered back, on the verge of overacting but not quite crossing the line. "He jests at scars that never felt a wound." Finally walking out, the blonde man seemed to sneak along, glancing about wearily, holding the textbook of a script open in one hand. Perhaps thinking it more befitting of a classic lover, his pink shirt had been unbuttoned halfway down his chest, and his entire way of moving had ( ... )
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"What man art thou that thus bescreen'd in night
So stumblest on my counsel?"
Stepping further out, it was as if he had removed a mask, which he also motioned with his hands leaving his face.
"By a name
I know not how to tell thee who I am:
My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself,
Because it is an enemy to thee;
Had I it written, I would tear the word."
Unsettled slightly by his choice of emphasis, Minako simply held it to play into her next few lines. ...where the mark of Venus would have been..."My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words ( ... )
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