cancry | Avaritia Arrival Log

[Good enough for him! ...Is he going to be fiddling with cameras and computers again? He'd still like backstage more but if it's admin, there might be some Clues as to that masked person. Or. Perhaps clues as to what sort of payment is being spoken of?]

There's some computers and camera but thankfully, Chiron gets a break from being mission control for this Layer. If he wants to poke around anyway, he'll find most of them are passworded and even on the ones that aren't, there isn't anything particularly interesting – just some files and emails about the daily comings and goings of the theater.

What is interesting though is what he'll find if he decides to start going through drawers and files. It's a stack of letters written in a swooping, theatrical hand with... neat red notes inked onto it as well? Hm.

[Oh ho, well, of course he's going to snoop and find flowing dramatic letters and notes. Hit me with that OG prattle. What demands does the Theater Phantom have i'm just going out on a limb and assuming here]

So, Theater Phantom's demands are basically everything you'd expect. Some condescending shit about the group's performances, some demands for cast changes, requests for money and vague ominous threats against the troupe. I've forced you to sit through Phantom of the Opera twice, you know your shit.

What's interesting is that a back-and-forth has been added to the margins of the note, with bits of text here and there underlined and circled, in the manner of a teacher leaving feedback on the first draft of an essay. There's two sets of handwriting and it quickly becomes clear that there's a conversation going on here, between an unknown second writer and the author of the letters.

This line about the chorusline is hitting kind of weird, could we change that up?

yeah it felt a little much when I wrote it. I'll tone it down.

REALLY love this bit about the standing O. last night!! Could we have more bits bringing the audience into things? I think they'd really enjoy it.

i can try working something out. maybe we can send invites to a couple big rollers and see if they get talking?

I LOVE THAT!! Let's talk about it when you're next at rehersals.

ok. I'll bring the next draft along then.

... and more notes along those lines. Looks like these letters are a two person job at minimum.

[Mmmmmkay just gonna whip out the phone and snap photos of the letters. So maybe this all is just prerehersed stuff part of the show?? It has to be people with authority of some kind to so blatantly leave these in unlocked doors in an administrative area. Drumming up talk and attendance to draw people from the casinos maybe? Luring the Authority out?

He picks up a letter and, brace yourself, he's going to get dramatic.]

'If these demands are not met, I am afraid to say that my hand will be forced,' blah blah blah, 'terrible calamity will befall' blah blah, goodness, no wonder they needed someone to give them notes.

[Meh, put that away then. Any other interesting bits and bobs in the shelves, the drawers, filing cabinets? Is there a back door that leads elsewhere maybe?]

Don't be mean!! They're doing their best!!! But yeah whoever this thief is, they don't quite have the panache of Erik McBasementdweller. A bit more poking around will reveal some more scripts for this Phantom Weirdo, some notes about lighting, costume design... all sorts of things that make it increasingly clear that whatever is going on with this thief may be an inside job.

Once he's satisfied with his snooping, Chiron will be able to find a door that leads further back into a corridor that seems to lead mostly just to a bunch of dull, dusty file rooms. All except for the door at the very end, which is the only door that's locked.

[Oooooo locked door. Jiggle the handle...rattle it on the hinges...hm he could go back and get help...

Or he could kick it. Does kick work? Because like. He's got a giant fucking scythe he could use to slice it open. But he would prefer to make it way less obvious...

no he's not warping into it]

You're no fun.

His powerful leggies do the job, though, and with a few hearty kicks, the door bursts open. Thankfully, there's nobody inside to catch him out and so Chiron can observe at his leisure and note that he appears to have found a dressing room.

It's a little slapdash, presumably because this room wasn't originally built as a dressing room but it gets the job done. More interesting is the swish black cape that's been draped over the back of the chair at the dressing table.

It's, as the kids say, sus.

[Mmm more photos then. Goodness. Gosh. Oh he is tempted by the cape. Capes don't seem like his thing, just great big swishy coats instead and a thousand scarves, but it's tempting to nab it...

Nah, not his style. He considers if he should be getting back to the others. Hrm.

Without moving anything out of place, is there anything else that stands out as being Hella Sus? Y'know, besides it being an impromptu dressing room for the Specter of the Cirque.]

There's some chips from the casino scattered on the dressing table, as well as some more drafts for letters that have been stuck up around the edge of the mirror, but aside from that nothing hits as being particularly weird.

[Those chips are his now, yoink!

But yeah, seems he's found enough for now. He could probably just stick around until the Thirst-trap of the Show inevitably steals away back here but that's asking for trouble. The others might be back at their seats by now! (ONEDIRECTIONHAHAHA.MP3) So he'll shut the door and...hope it doesn't fall off or anything and Everything Is Fine he'll go back to the seats and Everything Will Be Fine!]

Me, acting shocked that Chiron would commit a petty act of theft while in the midst of his trespassing.

Thankfully, there's nothing else for him to break and/or steal, so he's free to make his way to the seats and wait for the others! Surely they'll arrive soon!

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