3rd Floor Common Room [Friday Night]

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Still leery of the energy emanating from the 2nd Floor Common Room, Bridge decides to move up a floor. He's sprawled on a couch, reading a book he'd bought from the Book Fair, with several other books spread out on the couch around him.

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[multiplez]

Z frowned. "What's that about?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"A guy with many virtues-- bravery, wit, charm, honor, kindness-- so convinced he's ugly, that he woos the woman he loves through another guy." Parker shook her head. "He seduces her with words, but the handsome soldier idiot gets the credit."

[multiplez]

"Does he at least win her over in the end?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Right before he dies. Great death scene." Parker made a face at the book. "She should have figured it out eons sooner. God, Roxane's an idiot."

[multiplez]

"He gets the girl and then dies? Man, this is not a happy play, is it?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Except parts of it are so..." Parker paged through, trying to find her favorite bit.

"Sorry, my lord, to baffle you with hard
Technical expressions. I'll explain.
Three eight-lined stanzas and then one quatrain.
The quatrain's called an envoy. I propose
To fight, and, at the same time, to compose
A ballade of strict classical design,
And then to kill you on the final line."

Parker grinned. "And then he does."

[multiplez]

"Despite the killination, I think I kinda like this guy. He's got sass."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Yup. A lot of sass. Too bad his lady isn't worth it." Parker made a face. "But yeah, the play survives on its panache."