Topic: Silence Golden or Brass?

Annabeth Caldwell

Date: 2016-03-05 02:47 EST
March 10, 2016 ((Yes, 6 days from now.))

After nearly four full days of rehearsal everyone was tired, and it didn't really help that their female lead didn't have a voice. Annabeth hadn't gone into a lot of detail about what actually happened to her voice. She'd told Mataya, and Ludo, but the cast had simply been told that she had lost her voice, but that it could come back at anytime. In the meantime Annabeth had worked hard on every other aspect of her performance, while Helen Payne acted as her understudy, preparing hard in case Annabeth's voice didn't come back.

"All right, everyone, it's 1:15, Cary, Annabeth, Jon, let's work on Act III Scene 1 one more time. Helen, please read for Annabeth. Everyone else can head home if they'd like, I'll see you tomorrow at 8 am, and please be ready."

While everyone else filed out she noticed that Kruger stayed behind. It didn't surprise her too much they'd been enjoying an early dinner every evening after rehearsals all week.

"All right, dears, and from the top."

Cary began the scene as they'd blocked it out so far. Annabeth and Jon entered on their cues from opposite wings. Annabeth's mouth moved silently as she moved through her lines. She had found that it helped her memorize her lines, and made her timing better. Helen's reading was masterful, it was obvious she was rehearsing as much as the rest of them.

Ludo would stop them now and again with suggestions, corrections, and they would move back a few lines and start over. It was coming together though. Everything was flowing smoothly other than Annabeth's voice.

Annabeth found her gaze falling not on Cary as he spoke but on Kruger. As Cary came to the end of the speech though she forced herself to focus on the task at hand, although she did notice Hortense floating near Helen, almost as if speaking to her.

"Hear my soul speak: The very instant that I saw you, did My heart fly to your service: there resides, To make me slave to it; and for your sake Am I this patient log-man."

"Do you love me?" The words that were spoken were not Helen's as everyone expected, but Annabeth's. Her hand flew to her mouth in shock.

Cary stared at her, and then, almost as if he were feeding Cary the line, Kruger's voice echoed in the quiet theater, "O heaven, O earth, bear witness to this sound,"

Pandemonium broke out at that point. Rehearsal fell by the wayside in the impromptu celebration. Ludo was as bad as everyone else, if not worse.