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She was here and she was reeeeeeaadddyyyy.
”Look out Hogwarts, your STAR has arrived!” Emmerson busted through the doors of the dueling arena, pulling her shades down, knowing the only true way to be recognised would be by making an impression the MOMENT she walked into the room. Loud bangs (like what the Headmaster liked to begin his lessons), a glamorous outfit and a loud mouth, those were the things that would take her through this audition.
“It wasn’t mE that sLaYeD the SAvAgE bEaSt.” She recited, projecting very clearly so everyone in all corners of the room would be able to here. She was making sure she would be very hard to forget. When the Professors got together later to deliberate, they would all surely have the name “Cambridge” on their lips one way or another.
Choosing to ignore the waiting area, Emm made her way past everyone and onto the stage.”I’m guilty of nothing but true love and unmistakable talent! When they try to get me down,” She clutched dramatically at her shirt, “I rise and rise AGAIN!!”
Oh yeah, she was nailing this audition already and was working on several different lines to make sure she had at least one they were looking for.
But.
“LIGHTS!! Who’s working the lights??? You have to hit my good side. Do I need to start again? I think I should.”
There he was. Malachi had been selfishly pleased to see his son’s name on the sign up sheet...even if he knew this was the time he wasn’t allowed to play favourites. No one had anything to worry about, the Headmaster would be entirely fair. He wanted the best people for each role and knew there were several parts that needed playing. The man cracked a smile at Kale’s. “Maybe another time. Gotta stay up here and judge this go around.” Those who got the parts would have plenty of opportunity to see a more dramatic side of the man.
The arrival of the women at to be table served to boost his own excitement. “I get the idea there will be a few to watch.” And this was just what the castle needed. Some light fun, a brilliant performance, something to take their minds off the dark cloud that hung around the memory of the previous term.
Trent greeted the students as they arrived, wishing equal luck to all in his further bid to have...no...favourites....
Oh sweet Merlin.
Malachi facepalmed as he watched Cambridge....enter. Facepalmed again when she got on stage. “Cambridge, please take a seat with the others. We’re about to begin.” When it wasn’t one thing, it was another.
But they really were about to begin. The theatre didn’t wait for anyone. Malachi rose from the table and made his way onto the stage. “Good afternoon, everyone. I want to thank you all for making it out to our auditions. Now to ensure we get a chance to see what everyone can do, we’ll be splitting you up. Those interested in a part in the play, you’ll be with me. Those interested in costume and makeup will be with Professor Peralta. Any interested in stage design, you’ll be with Professor Flamsteed. The latter two will be behind the curtains, with those acting obviously remaining here by the stage. Now if there are no questions, I’d like everyone who has prepared a scene to come sit up front. I’ll give you an extra 5 minutes to shake the nerves or get in a few lines.”
It was time to get this thing started.
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