The Luster of Stars in Moscow
⁇ 10
"What was the theatre of Tsar Dramy with Vladimir Valensky as its scriptwriter and director?" Rafael asked half muttered. His pair of blue eyes had not even blinked since Demian's arrival. His gaze was fixed on Demian, but it looked empty. His jaw seemed to tighten and crack.
Demian gulped, staring in horror at Rafael's face. "Yes" he answered, bowing.
The whole room was suddenly quiet. The ice is absorbing them.
"Tzar Dramy's soire performance today is at seven o'clock at the Bolshoi Theatre building" Demian said.
Soire means night show.
Rafael moved off his stool.
The whole room held its breath.
"Saul, Daniel, Ibrahim.." Rafael retreated his chair. Then turn around and walk towards the door with wide steps.
The entire room jumped up and spontaneously followed the man.
Mikail lunged towards Rafael and ambushed his shoulder.
Raphael pressed his shoulders, and shook Mikail's hand.
"Rafael!" Mikail's shout finally exploded, blaring through the room.
Cheri gasped while smothering his mouth. This was the first time he had heard Mikail shout like that.
It turned out that the hardship was more terrible than Rafael's hardship.
Rafael stopped his steps and turned to Mikail with a cold face.
"Do you need to gang up on him?" Mikail glared at him.
"We have been patient for a year. As long as Vladimir doesn't stop bothering us." Rafael growls low. "But this time he's so outrageous!"
Mikail sighed heavily and boughtak.
"But, the problem is, almost all of our members broke from Tsar Dramy." Demian interrupted them.
"Right," someone said. "We feel bad."
"We've all betrayed Vladimir for your sake, Rafael!" Sesha opened her voice.
"I'm just going to mess up their show" Rafael said.
Cheri cheated towards Rafael and managed to snatch his sweater arm.
Rafael looked a little surprised.
"I'm coming," pinta Cheri.
Rafael groaned while twirling his eyeballs. "You can't go with clothes like that."
Cheri wore a thin laced mini dress with transparent white leggings that he used to wear for ballet practice.
"Then just wear mine," Sesha offered her pants and sweater.
Cheri turned to Rafael to see his reaction.
The man just shrugged his shoulders.
Sesha took out her pants and sweater from her bag and gave it to Cheri while whispering. "Don't let him embarrass himself!"
Cheri wore Sesha's pants and sweater in that place as well, while everyone just froze watching her blankly.
The mini dress is only covered with a sweater and the bottom is tucked into the pants.
Although it looks taller, Sesha's pants are smaller than Cheri's. The pants were tightly attached to his body and slightly hung on his ankles. His sweater also hangs the responsibility on his arm, but curls sweetly on his waist.
"Aah!" Sesha suddenly exclaimed. "Knee-length shoes seem to be able to perfect it," he said enthusiastically. Then pointed at a pair of knee-length lars near the exit.
"Thank you" said Cheri heartily.
This kid is really like a doll, Mikail thought. Whatever he wears looks interesting.
A little while later, Cheri was already perched behind Rafael on his motorcycle.
Rafael wrapped both of Cheri's arms around his waist, "Hold strong," he said. Then start the engine and drive the motorcycle in crazy speed.
In less than ten minutes, they reached the Bolshoi Theatre.
A long line throngs through the Bolshoi Theatre. It took me half an hour to get a ticket.
But…
"All that's left is a standing ticket" the ticket seller told Rafael.
The Bolshoi Theatre building is huge, but the audience is booming, to the point that the mixer room alone is filled with spectators.
"What's right, the time until this place filled the audience as well?!" A girl amazed.
"It looks like it's going to get a good reputation!" stick someone behind the girl.
"Vladimir Vallensky's scenario is nothing bad" the girl commented. "Today, I've watched it three times."
"Come on! The audience with tickets stood here!" Someone shouted at the visitors.
Rafael clenched his mouth with a sour look. But still follow protocol.
"Imust be!" get someone. "Where could Rafael Moscovich be in the audience with a standing ticket?"
Rafael tightened his grip on Cheri's wrist.
The entrance stairs for the audience with tickets stood so narrow that Cheri was squeezed and tossed in the middle of the sea of humans.
Rafael closed the distance and wrapped his arm around Cheri's shoulder.
Cheri glanced at him to see his facial expression.
But Rafael's face remained flat even as his jaw continued to tighten.
As soon as he reached the mixer room, a man with a long coat of velvet chocolate turned to Rafael with wide eyes. Then grin with disdain.
"I'm sorry that you had to cram in the mixer room" he said half scornfully. "Your arrival is too sudden."
Rafael looked at him with a flat face, but his pair of eyes glittered sharply.
"Thank you for taking the time to watch!" The man with the velvet chocolate long coat smirked. "I'm actually a little busy."
Rafael did not respond.
Cheri watched the man from behind Rafael's back. I think I've seen it on TV, ' Cheri thought. Is he a famous man?
The man saw Cheri. "Hi" he said, smiling mischievously and rising from his seat.
Cheri inched closer to Rafael.
"Include me," the man bowed towards Cheri. "I'm Vladimir Valensky!"
Oh, so this is fucking Vallensky? Cheri glared at Vladimir with a look of annoyance.
"You must be Cheri Dutchskova" Vladimir refused to stop. He continued to move closer to Cheri.
Rafael tightened his jaw and pulled Cheri away from Vladimir.
"I've heard about your doll" Vladimir told Rafael, grinning and leaning closer to Cheri's face.
"Don't touch!" Rafael.
The man pulled his face while laughing. "Are you afraid I'm stealing your toys?" taunted.
Rafael pulls Cheri's head to his chest.
Cheri looked up at his face. Didn't she realize she was hugging me?
His face instantly paled and his jaw tightened even more. His pair of eyes stared straight at the stage without blinking an inch.
Cheri followed his direction and was stunned.
The show has begun.
Did they really steal Rafael's scenario? Cheri curious.
.
.
.
A red full moon is burning in the night sky.
Silent!
Suddenly…
Sound effect: The rumbling sound followed by an explosion.
Slowly the spotligh lamp highlights the marionette.
Marionette: "Where is this? Why am I asleep?"
Sound effect: the sound of wood crimping.
Marionette: "My body can't move. I'm scared!"
Sound effect: tense music.
Marionette: "Oh, my plane crashed on an uncivilized planet—B-29 (earth)."
"Very loud," the first male dialogue.
"I think it came from this place" said the other man.
"I also saw a very bright light hurtling towards the earth" said the other man.
"You just go!" yell at the first man again. "I'm not feeling well. My vision suddenly blurred and darkened. I can't see anything!"
"I'm coming!" the female lead. "Today I'm not afraid of anything. But I'm not worried about a lot of corpses, because I see shooting stars flickering."
The sky is strewn with stars!
"I have made my wish three times. It will surely materialize! Something good is about to happen!"