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PostPosted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 1:48 am    Post subject: Extra Help Needed Reply with quote

Katarina didn't usually make her way into the box office, particularly right before opening night. Not that she didn't enjoy the workers inside, but it was just chaos at any given time. But she forgot to pick up tickets for her family, and so there was no avoiding it. She waited until it was at least closed to the public in order to find a more quiet time. She was wrong.

Once entering the room, every person was busy counting their coins, checking the ticket inventory. Some were shouting out numbers while others were writing them down. Trying to avoid being in the way without succeeding, she squeezed by towards the end to reach Berdine and Nancy. Both women were well past the prime years of their long gone careers, but their love for the theatre kept them here for enjoyment rather than income. Aside from their homely nature, trouble was always brewing there, and not always good trouble.

"Berdine, just where did you get all of that money?" Nancy glanced over to the stacked piles of gold and silver coins that Berdine had around her.

"What do you think?" Berdine, who resembled a scrawny bird that had been in the sun too long, looked over to her friend and rolled her eyes, "I sold my body."

"And that's all you got? Huh."

"Ladies." Katarina grinned as she finally made her way to them, "Dun wanna be 'n th' way. Jist need my tickets an' I'll be outta yer hair."

"Sorry dearie, that was an off-color joke." Berdine hugged Katarina, and she rolled her eyes - nothing was ever expected with Berdine. "I had them here for you, but we've been so busy I forgot to set them aside. We're a few hands short."

"I'm sorry, Berdine. I've put 'n good words, promise." When Nancy handed over her tickets, Katarina didn't hesitate to take them and start out of the door. It was a madhouse in here, "I'll keep lookin'."
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PostPosted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 6:35 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

It was cold that day. Her hands were rubbing over her arms as she stood outside the theater. Her eyes had squinted on the sign above,” So, opening night, huh…” There was a screech down the street that made her jump. Scully’s head shot over her shoulder and then over the other warily. It wasn’t that she was ashamed to be there, she was literally scared for her life. Maybe even a little scared of getting an actual job.

She took a deep breath, sighed deeply, and then stepped forwards into the theater. She had to squint to adjust to the light. After a quick glance she wandered. She moved to none other than the main door to the theater and peeked within. Both brows rose in amazement,” Whooaaaaa.” The place was amazing!

Her beanie was pulled off her head; pink hair sort of flopped wildly down over her shoulders. For now she would stand in the door way, gaping at the wonders the stage had to offer. Both golden eyes were huge and practically bulging from their sockets. She even made a low whistle.

Scully had dreamed of the world beyond her old life. For the second time since coming here she felt a boost. A legitimate job was one step towards securing a life for her. For her to contribute to a life, to be able to help Shane and herself was enough to make her heart race.

Her hand crossed over herself,” Heaven help me not screw this up.” Scully Spitfire reporting for duty! She gulped, nervously.
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