haunted theatre au psl

[showbaka]

Truly, this challenge could have only been trusted with a future star such as myself! No wonder I got dragged into this. Even this theatre and the ghosts residing in it recognize my talent!

[Is how Tsukasa chooses to make himself feel better about his predicament. Not that he hasn't done his fair share of panicking and would continue to do so, but panicking wouldn't solve this. Yes, this is but a stepping stone in his career!

One he isn't too thrilled about and never could have predicted, but a still a stepping stone. The only thing that would get him out of this mess would be his skills as an actor. But there is the whole issue of getting visitors to stick around long enough to act. The place is creepy. Signs of abandonment are showing as its popularity declined over the years with no one wanting or able to take care of it. Even Tsukasa has to admit it looks different from how he remembers. To make matters worse, his attempts to draw in visitors have been doing the opposite. He can reach people with his voice, he can interact with the props and theatre, but no one has managed to see him. All of his rehearsals end up backfiring with visitors panicking about the theatre being haunted and leaving as fast as possible.

His shoulders fall as he watches a group of people do just that. They whisper to eachother about how the ghosts here are a lot louder than they imagined and...kind of annoying for a ghost? No one sees Tsukasa stagger back at the insult as if injured.]

I'm not a ghost!

[Even if he is transparent, and can't get hurt, he's definitely not a ghost! But his shouting does the opposite and the visitors leave the theatre empty again other than of Tsukasa and the actual ghosts.

The stage lights turn on, flooding the auditorium and stage in a dazzling light. In that moment, Tsukasa can almost see the same sparkle it had when he and Saki visited. There's laughter as some of the residents of the theatre emerge to perform one of their favorite shows. Scrambling off the stage, Tsukasa meanders and starts tidying up where he can--dusting the shelves, rearranging items, bringing belongings to the lost and found that no one ever visits. He still tries to avoid the ghosts when possible. They're the reason he's in this mess.]

A welcoming and neat appearance will attract more of an audience!

[And no one in their right mind would visit a haunted theatre at this hour!]

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[depressured]

[ Comrades... what a strange thought. She supposes that, technically, he isn't incorrect? ]

We need to make sure not to overdo it, of course. But I think we can keep going for a little while longer before we should rest for what comes next.

[showbaka]

I can ensure that we pace ourselves. I could even prepare food if that’s easier! Shall we keep going?

[depressured]

Yes, let's.

[ They've got an entire patchwork musical/performance to create, after all. ]

[showbaka]

[Tsukasa stands up, looking pleased. They’re going to create a musical that all of those who acted here can be proud of!]

Did you want to try what we have so far on the piano?

[depressured]

[ Mafuyu also stands, after putting away her bento, to gather up the sheet music they've more or less reconstructed to come up with an actual medley. ]

Let's try it. It's been a little while since I've used an actual piano, so if anything sounds off, I'd like you to tell me immediately.

[showbaka]

[Tsukasa tidies things up a bit, nodding over his shoulder. He’s excited to hear her play.]

You have my word, I won’t hold back!

[depressured]

Well, then.

[ Mafuyu moves to the piano, settling down on the bench and testing one of the keys, just too make sure.

Still tuned, of course.

After a pause to rearrange the sheet music so she can read it easily enough, she takes a breath and begins to play.

It takes a few seconds to adjust, but then it's as though she's been doing it for years. ]

[showbaka]

[Tsukasa listens, attentive and silent and entirely failing to hide his awe.

Not only had Mafuyu picked it up quickly, but the emotion of what they have so far was captured.]

Your playing is magnificent. You said it had been a while?

[depressured]

A synthesizer is similar but the feel is fairly different. I think the last time I played a proper piano was shortly after the Shibuya Festa.

[ Well, then. ]

But I'm glad; it looks like I'll be able to play for you.

[showbaka]

I know the piano you're talking about. I would like to play it again sometime.

[Still not about to mention that he overheard her.]

I too am delighted. Your playing is certain to convey the story to our audience.

[depressured]

Your performing abilities as well, Tenma-san. [ They'll need to go through this together.

She continues to have no idea he overheard her. ]

When do you want to open this up to an audience?

[showbaka]

Indeed! I shall work hard so that your music has a worthy performance!

[That's a good question. His brows pinch in thought.]

I only have one day. It wouldn't be wise to rush it, but I don't want to wait too long either...and I have plenty of free time at this time. Do you think we could manage something within a month?

[depressured]

I think it's doable, yes. Is it going to be fine with your family if you're gone for a month?

[ Is this a common thing for someone in a troupe? ]

[showbaka]

Probably not. They must be worried about me, and I hate that I'm unable to help Saki and that I'm missing out.

[Smile. They have it harder than him.] But that's exactly why I must make it worthwhile! I'm sure they'll understand when they hear everything!

[depressured]

... I can at least speak to Otori-san and let her know the situation. If your troupe can at least convey that you're at some impromptu training or workshop, that might help ease some worry. I'll have to do some promotional work for this show, regardless.

[ But at the very least, his family should know... he's safe. Somewhat. If they do this right, he'll be able to see them soon. ]

So let's aim for three weeks, at most.

[showbaka]

That would be great! Thank you, Asahina-san. [He brightens but pales after a minute. As pale as one can get when transparent, anyway.] If it's not too much trouble, could you ask her to be careful with what she tells Rui? I wouldn't want him to get caught up in this because of his curiosity.

Three weeks should be more than enough time!

[depressured]

I think that can be arranged.

[ Since for some reason, Emu seems to be afraid of her at times-- ]

I'll stay here for the night and get started on drawing in an audience tomorrow, and I'll drop by so we can continue to practice. Is there anything else I can help you with?

[showbaka]

There is one more thing! It's very important!

[Dramatic pause.]

Please get enough rest, Asahina-san.

[depressured]

Ah.

[ She blinks. ]

Well, I don't think I'd be of much use to you otherwise, so of course.

[showbaka]

[That response is concerning.]

There are more important things than how useful you are, you know.

[depressured]

[ Are there-- ]

Well, of course! I promise, I'll take care of my health.

[showbaka]

...Thank you! I feel I can rest, knowing that.

In the meantime, is there anything else I can do? Could I help with the promotional materials?

[He can't go anywhere, but...]

[depressured]

If you could, that'd be a huge help. I don't know what materials this place has, but surely enough to help us design posters or fliers...

You'll want to figure out a costume for yourself, as well.

[showbaka]

You can count on this future star! There are an abundance of supplies to make the most captivating of materials. I can show you next time we meet.

…That is true! And it will ideally fit the themes of each song.

[depressured]

Then it sounds like we have a good working plan set in place.

[ And he'll be able to keep himself busy and distracted while she's not here. ]