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 Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 9:25 am
It was the day after the incident. Azzo knew what happened, they hadn't made him forget. He was grumpy too, avoiding others mostly however he headed over to the theater.
He was looking for the drama teacher. He needed to know if he could use the theater in down time, and maybe she knew why there was some guy playing Jigsaw around the campus. Granted the way the school just explained away something so horrible, ticked him off.
He knew the school hid things, this wasn't the first time. He paused looking up at the doors to the theater he'd been so lost in thought he hadn't realized how quickly he made his way to the theater.
He straightened his hair and uniform shirt. He hadn't bothered to press anything and now he kinda started to regret that, oh well maybe she'd forgive him. Sticking his head in, he looked around before walking in. It looked like there wasn't any practice so that was good. "Ms Johnson?" He called as he walked towards where he thought he remembered that the teacher's office would've been located.
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 4:56 pm
In the back, the theater teacher had been busy straightening up the newly made costumes on the clothing rack when she'd heard her name being called from the auditorium. Giving the dress in her hand one final glance, she replaced it back on its hanger before turning towards the stage.
Her heels created loud clicks against the wooden stage as she made her way out past the curtains and into the front area. One hand rose to adjust her glasses out of habit (not that she used them to see from, anyhow) and she eyed the student heading towards her. Damn, what was his name again? Crap.
"Yes, dear?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 5:11 pm
Azzo smiled as he saw her, she was an interesting teacher. And lucky her the only one that would be trusted still in the coming weeks. He'd let the deaths take a back seat for now.
He looked around, "Ma'am Name's Azzo W..." He paused and looked around for a second making sure Frankie wasn't around. "Azzo Wolf Crowly, or better known by Stage name, Riff-Raff."
He still had a fake crack to his voice, for he wasn't as cheery as he tried to make himself seem. "I know you're busy with the play and perhaps finding a new replacement for that one understudy position..."
His smile twitched for a second before he brushed it off again, "Anyways, I was wondering if you minded, when there's down time that is, if I could use the theater?"
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