[Dmitri holds his hands up to his eyes, trying to block out the row of blinding lights at his feet. What the fuck is going on? His first guess would be alien abduction, but hey, that's already happened. As he adjusts to his surroundings, he lowers his hand and scowls. He's on a stage. He's on the Second Heaven stage, actually, and there's a sinking feeling in his stomach.]
Great. Finally got my one man show. [He can see that the house is empty and that where there should be backstage wings, concrete walls close him in.] Fuck it. [Dmitri walks towards the lip of the stage, doing his best to ignore the heat from the lights. The closer he gets to the edge, the worse his stomach feels until finally he can't take another step.]
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Date: 2013-05-07 02:19 pm (UTC)Great. Finally got my one man show. [He can see that the house is empty and that where there should be backstage wings, concrete walls close him in.] Fuck it. [Dmitri walks towards the lip of the stage, doing his best to ignore the heat from the lights. The closer he gets to the edge, the worse his stomach feels until finally he can't take another step.]