theendiswherewestartfrom: (JackEndOfTime)

Theater Plays: July 27, July 30, August 2.

[personal profile] theendiswherewestartfrom 2016-07-17 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
July 27: The 4 Heroes of Light.
Jack is at the Ninth District each day, taking in the plays, because so far, one of his favorite things has been to see the different versions of the story of the Heroes of Light. The 4 Heroes of Light is familiar, but with the background that they now know, it takes on a more bittersweet feel to Jack. Perhaps the romance was true, an Ancient falling in love with one of the very people they had brought here to sacrifice to their world? It's a comforting thought.

July 30: The 12 Heroes of Light.
The operatic version, The 12 Heroes of Light, has also taken on a different meaning, thanks to Zelda. The Warrior, the Monk, the Thief, Black Mage, White Mage, Red Mage. The Paladin and Dark Knight, the Archer, Dragoon, Scholar...and the Summoner. These were all real people, the real Heroes of Light who died, and their skills became the first Jobs. Just like the Job that Jack now carries, Bearer of Wisdom. But he watches the actress playing the Summoner carefully. Why did Kalki keep saying that Garland feared the Summoners? The power of these Eidolons? And the Eidolons are what, exactly? Belief? Thought become form? Jack isn't even sure anymore.

August 2: The 100 Heroes of Light.
You know what's weird? Watching a fictionalized version of people that you know doing something that you remember doing. Especially since Jack is pretty sure he is already...familiar...with the actor playing Sparks Nevada. He couldn't be more grateful that his own actions went under the radar during that battle.

But he grows quiet again when Kalki appears, towards the end of the play, waiting for the Heroes as the real Kalki was a year ago. He still remembers that real moment, at the Crystal of Fire, when Jack asked her to dance as a stalling tactic. The last time he would see her.

What is it he still thinks of Kalki? Respect? Pity, now that he knows how...small her true plan was? Becoming a god, was that all? He thought her goal was something more real. Maybe he is still disappointed.
umslay: (suspicious)

August 2

[personal profile] umslay 2016-07-18 03:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Ales hadn't bothered to watch the play for most of the festival. That was just legends, myths, nonsense. However, the temptation of watching a dramatized account of a battle he participated in a year ago was too much. He missed a large portion due to heroically sacrificing himself and the airship he piloted to push back the enemy. Sure, the other passengers were killed, but sacrifices had to be made.

He remains silent for most of the play. Actors stream in left and right, some wearing only a mask to indicate which Hero they were portraying, others actually resembled the part. Airships sailed in the back, and fictional Ales was on there. There was a sinking feeling that he would never see himself. Was it because they couldn't figure out a way to dress up as a Teensie? Just get a Tarutaru! If he doesn't see himself, this will be a waste of time!

His irritation shows through as the first wave of Heran airships fly in. "Come one...come on..."
fearlessherosheart: Tazendra (Default)

August 2

[personal profile] fearlessherosheart 2016-07-31 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
Tazendra knew she'd be riding out to battle in the morning, so she wanted to enjoy herself beforehand. And she wanted to see how she fared in this performance. Of course, it was peculiar seeing an Easterner attempt to replicate her mannerisms. And it wasn't nearly as dramatic as she remembered, though one could hardly capture a full-scale battle on a stage.

During the intermission, Tazendra was happily chatting up patrons while holding a glass of wine. She paused to wave at Jack. "Ah, good evening. Are you enjoying the show?"
theendiswherewestartfrom: (JackDepressed)

Re: August 2

[personal profile] theendiswherewestartfrom 2016-08-11 08:38 am (UTC)(link)
Jack has an easy smile for the warrior when she approaches. "Good evening, yourself. I am. All of the plays have been good, really, it's just- interesting."

Jack isn't even sure that he can put this into words in a way someone else would understand. "That was the last time we saw Kalki. Only after that did we find out how she'd been changed. And the hand that we played in it." Jack taps himself on the chest. "To me, it's- sad."

Where Jack had asked the woman to dance, Tazendra had asked the woman to fight. "But you didn't hesitate to challenge her. I- assume, you'd do the same thing if she turned up alive right now?"