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Preston goodplay X Octavia Wulff - The Fair Maiden

Time skip to 12:20

"Jeg sværger, at hvis jeg skal spille en slags skurk, vil jeg holde op." Octavia muttered while walking over to prestons stage. Preston was sitting in the centre reading over a script and making edits to it. "AH! So this is who was given the role!" preston exclaimed, he stood up and hopped off of the stage and grabbed octavia. "You'll be playing juliet in this production! I hope you can learn the script quickly!" preston continued, speaking at a lightning speed. Octavia removed prestons hand from her shoulder, "Undskyld, du taler for hurtigt, kan du bremse?" Octavia stammered. "Excuse me? I'm terribly sorry but what was that?" preston asked, with a confused look on his face. "Oh! I'm sorry, you were talking too fast, could you repeat what you said but slower please?" octavia replied, they looked at the ground for a second. "Oh! Of course. You'll be playing juliet, so i hope you can learn you're lines quickly!" Preston repeated, he smiled. "If you want i can help you with learning your lines and with the acting?" he suggested. Octavia nodded and preston motioned for her to follow him to backstage.

Time skip to after a few days of rehearsing.

"Alright then! I think that concludes the costume making!" Preston exclaimed as Octavia switched off her sewing machine. "Thanks forThanks for all your help designing them Preston, I really appreciate the help!" Octavia said with a smile. Preston grinned and took a bow, "it's no problem, it was a lot of fun!" Preston responded. Octavia stood up and brushed off her dress and put the costume she was working on onto a rack with other costumes. "Alright shall we do a dress rehearsal with everyone? Or do you wanna do some final script work?" Preston asked octavia. Octavia shrugs and picks up their script. "I think I could use some more script help actually." they mumble, she fidgeted with the script in her hands. "Alright that's fine! What parts are you struggling with?" Preston walked over to Octavia and looked at the script. "Uh.. uhm the ehh.. This scene here.." Octavia stammered, she pointed at a part of the script. Preston laughed and sighed. "Ahh yeah I see what you mean octavia." Preston picked up his own script. "Yeah it is a bit awkward I know." Octavia nodded. "It's okay if you don't wanna like, do the scene or whatever." Octavia mutters "selvom han ikke gør det, vil det være fint" Preston looked up from his script and walked over. "Huh? What did you say?" he asked. Octavia looked up at him. "Oh! Nothing, it's nothing." she said. "No no do tell, i'm curious!" preston dropped his script and then sat down on the floor. "The balcony scene is infamous, but if we are to do it it must be done perfectly, if you want we can edit it slightly, but only if you're comfortable with that!" preston suggested. Octavia shook her head and sat down next to preston, shifting her skirt around as to not get it dirty or crumpled. "Ah it's fine, just that.. How do you say... erm.. nogle af ordene er svære at forstå?" they mutter. Octavia sighed and rested her chin in their hands. "The words are.. Hard i guess?" she said, taking their time with the words. Preston nodded. "Yeah some are strange, old english is weird, and i can understand why it is for you. I can help you go over it a few more times if that will help?" Preston said, he smiled and stood up, then offered octavia a hand to help her up. Octavia took his hand and nodded. "Yes please, that would be really helpful."

Time skip- During the performance, SCENE II, Capulets orchard (balcony scene)

Preston walks onto stage, dressed in a fancy looking costume. He begins his monologue as octavia, also dressed in costume appears on a balcony. "Ay m!" she cried, they looked down at preston who smiled at them. "She speaks! O speak again, bright angel!" preston began his lines again. Octavia leans against the prop stone wall of the balcony and smiles. "When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds and sails upon the bosom of air!" preston said, loudly. He turned to octavia who reached out her arm to the audience and placed her other on her chest. "O romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name; or, if thou wilt not, but sworn my love, and i'll no longer be a capulet." octavia exclaimed, projecting her voice out to the audience. Preston looked towards the audience. "Shall i hear more? Or shall I speak at this?" he said. Octavia began a long line of words, as preston turned to them.

Time skip- after the performance

Preston ran up to Octavia and smiled widely. "You were incredible! That performance was just.. Just.. sublime! I have never worked with someone who could do this kind of work before, well except myself!" Preston exclaimed, he grabbed octavias hands and shook them. "Bravo fair maiden! Bravo! I'm so happy! I could just.. Just kiss you!" he continued. Preston looked flustered and blushed. Octavia smiled a little, "sorry that sounds a little weird." Preston said he looked down at the floor. "No it's okay, you can if you want to, I mean, we are Romeo and Juliet after all." Octavia murmured, with a smile. Preston looked surprised but smiled and bowed. "Well if you put it like that.. My fairest and sweetest maiden." Preston said. He brought one of octavias hands to his face and kissed the top of it. "I will gladly take the opportunity!" He smiled at Octavia and stepped back. "Bravo, dear romeo. Bravo indeed!" octavia giggled, she smiled back at preston who was leaning against a box of props. "Sorry, i'm absolutely knocked out, the performance was really tiring with all the talking!" he said with a sigh. "No thats fine I'm honestly going to lie down when i get to." Octavia sighed. "Hey at least it happened!" Preston said with a smile. He turned to leave but looked over to Octavia. "Well my fair maiden, I shall see you when we meet again!" He said with a bow, and then he turned and left.