Frederic - [005]
Who: Frederic and anybody!
Where: Somewhere near the theatre.
Style: Either
Status: Open
In spite of the cold, Frederic had been meaning to have a talk with Mr. Gray about the compositions he requested for his play. He was going to stop by the theatre so he could begin to figure out exactly what type of music the man needed. He was carrying a couple of manuscripts to use as examples... And of course he just had to nearly trip. He barely managed to wobble back into a straight position, but half of the papers had already slipped out of his arms. Some already getting blown away by the wind.
Frederic took in a sharp breath, and he only took what had happened for a moment before a look of horror settled on his face and he instantly dropped to his knees, grabbing as many papers as he could to save them before they got soaked by the snow. He didn't care about how freezing he was going to be later when he realized his clothes were all wet from digging around in snow for so long. That was hours worth of work that he was going to lose!
So now, he's running around in the snow, trying to grab all of the pages of his composition that were threatening to escape him.
Where: Somewhere near the theatre.
Style: Either
Status: Open
In spite of the cold, Frederic had been meaning to have a talk with Mr. Gray about the compositions he requested for his play. He was going to stop by the theatre so he could begin to figure out exactly what type of music the man needed. He was carrying a couple of manuscripts to use as examples... And of course he just had to nearly trip. He barely managed to wobble back into a straight position, but half of the papers had already slipped out of his arms. Some already getting blown away by the wind.
Frederic took in a sharp breath, and he only took what had happened for a moment before a look of horror settled on his face and he instantly dropped to his knees, grabbing as many papers as he could to save them before they got soaked by the snow. He didn't care about how freezing he was going to be later when he realized his clothes were all wet from digging around in snow for so long. That was hours worth of work that he was going to lose!
So now, he's running around in the snow, trying to grab all of the pages of his composition that were threatening to escape him.