The Luster of Stars in Moscow
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"Surge! Move over!" Some staff shouted backstage. "Please everyone step aside! Stage equipment will be moved."
"Great yes," commented a male performer who had been huddling backstage as he looked around. "The stage this time is a lot. So much, to the point of just walking backstage as if we could ruin something."
Just finished the boy said so, a staffer was already shouting, "Ah, it's not to be stepped on!"
The horde snapped and turned to and fro.
The boys from that part of the property lunged into their midst and bent over pulling something off the floor. "It's an important fixture for the burn scene" he warned.
Those players inched away from that pile of equipment and joined Leah on the side of the stage.
"When the dress rehearsal, I saw them using real fire" one of the boys moved to the side of the stage told me.
Mikail who was busy at the entrance of the monitor room immediately turned to the boy.
"Real fire?" The other child was surprised.
"Yes, real fire!" The boy convinced his friends.
"See that!" yell at the other kid. "The number of lights is also not as usual."
Mikail followed their direction.
"As well as the number of performers, the stage decor, and the direction, the audience's reaction was incredible!"
"The more we drown in it, the more energy we feel."
"Joan.." Demian's calm voice rang through the room. Sounds reasonable and clearly trained.
Cheri bowed in a grim expression.
Demian stepped forward, close the distance between them, then hugged Cheri from behind. "I was ordered by the king to go to Normandy. Come with me!"
Cheri turned his face to the side, opposite to Demian's point of view.
"I can't leave you alone here" Demian continued.
"Prince Alanson," Cheri began his dialogue.
"You have placed Prince Charles on the throne of the king" Demian interrupted Cheri's words. "And you have also shown everyone that you are capable of manifesting God's will. You have done your job well. Now. Let me make you happy."
"My happiness is to devote myself to God" Cheri said.
"You'll suffer if you keep this up, Joan!" sergeant Demian. You're only seventeen. Your life path is still so long. Why waste your youth on the battlefield. I'll teach you how a woman should live, I'll show a woman's happiness."
Cheri. Glare, he thought. The lamp was hot from earlier. Sweat ran down his back. "If I cast out God, there will be nothing left in me."
Demian let go of her embrace, then twisted Cheri's body to face her. "But you're a woman, Joan!" Demian shook the girl's shoulder.
Cheri suddenly staggered. His eyes suddenly twitched.
"Joan!" Demian shook his shoulders again, hinting Cheri to utter a dialogue.
The girl blinked and her vision began to recover.
Valentin peeked out from the side of the stage, feeling something strange about Cheri's acting.
The girl looked at him, and suddenly Valentin's face filled Cheri's mind.
Every dialogue Demian spoke felt like…
"Cheri.your dream to save Rafael is a lie. It's bullshit! Just leave him! Leave Rafael! Through this drama, I will prove that I am superior. I'll prove that as a woman, you'll be interested in me!"
"No!" Cheri pushed Demian's chest.
Demian gasp.
Cheri inched back and staggered. Then suddenly collapses.
Demian lunged towards the girl and caught her body.
That's out of scenario!
"Joan!" Demian immediately panicked, and ended the scene by holding Cheri off the stage.
Valentin and Mikail rushed towards Demian, then began to scramble.
Demian could hardly believe the two men were fighting over a girl. Did something happen while I was gone? thought.
Then Valentin won the competition. The man darted into the dressing room carrying Cheri's body. Mikail followed him in a hurry.
Everyone they passed by was flabbergasted staring at the two.
Demian watched the two in surprise.
"Cheri! Awake up!" Valentin shouted. She laid the girl on the dresser and patted her cheek gently. "Please, wake up!" the pekiknya half wailed.
Mikail froze in the doorway, then blinked and turned her face away in an awkward manner.
Valentin buried his mouth in Cheri's mouth, then grimaced in frustration while rubbing his face rough and begging. "Wake up!"
Mikail eventually took the initiative to pick up a bottle of water, while Valentin took the initiative to change Cheri's costume for the next scene.
If you wait until Cheri siuman, Valentin is worried not to go hunting.
When Mikail returned, Valentin had finished changing his costume.
Valentin slips his face around the girl's neck, "Cheri! Honey.." his sizzle was sad. "I'm sorry" he regretted somehow for his mistake.
There were too many mistakes he had made with the girl, and he only realized them now.
Her actions on the first night she returned to the apartment, may have frightened the girl and never slept well all night.
Valentin feels really guilty.
Valentin never knew, Cheri could never sleep well all night actually because waiting for Rafael to appear. But the man hasn't shown up since Valentin lived with Cheri.
Cheri suddenly groaned and started to move. But not opening your eyes immediately.
Valentin was delighted. "Cheri," his hisses flowed.
The girl's eyelids shook and opened slowly.
Valentin's smile warmed up.
The girl looked at him and touched Valentin's cheek with one hand.
Valentin rubbed the back of the girl's hand and kissed her.
But suddenly the girl pulled her hand and shuffled. Then pull up his body.
Valentin stuttered and gulped.
The girl realized she wasn't Rafael.
"Calm down" persuaded Valentin. "You're short of blood and you fainted earlier" he explained carefully.
Cheri looked at her a little cynically, then looked around the room.
"We're in the dressing room" Valentin tells."Your costume has been changed for the next scene. So.. get some rest!"
Cheri grimaced at the thought of Valentin changing his costume. But then it felt a little calm realizing Mikail was there with him.
The man smiled with concern as Cheri turned to him. Then walk slowly closer to the dressing table and thrust a bottle of mineral water towards the girl.
Cheri accepted it while smiling weakly.
Valentin helped her open the bottle.
Cheri and Mikail exchanged glances. Then Cheri looked back at Valentin.
The man's face looked so fragile.
So sweet, thought Cheri almost unsure that the man was Valentin.
I was asleep, she recalled bitterly. I knew it was Valentin's face.
"You still have ten minutes until your turn comes" Valentin tells, rubbing the girl's cheek with his knuckle.
Cheri froze in agonizing anxiety. His heart was pounding due to the gentle touch of the man.
Mikail turned her face in any direction and let out a heavy sigh.
Valentin glanced at him while grinning. "You don't have to worry about Cheri" he said cynically. "Kan, I'm here! Out there!"
Mikail didn't bully him. He remained unmoved with the flat expression of a bodyguard. "I'm not going out" he said. "I'm here to tell you the truth."
Cheri and Valentin gasped.
Which actually?
"Your story's over, Val!"