Well, everyone, here I am. See, I started this fan-fic during an episode
of Writer's Block. "Wish Upon A Faerie Ring" sort of froze in transition.
Don't you hate it when that happens? So anywho, I was standing in the
theatre and I got the idea for this story. Enjoy!
AN's: I took a Theatre Production and Design class in high school and
most of it stuck with me. So I'm fairly sure that most of the
information in my fic is accurate. Please feel free to correct
me if it is not. Also, Seiya and Serena are best friends in my story,
and they were never romantically involved. Comprende? And, for those
who don't speak techie (and not many do) here's a handy-dandy list
of defenitions.
Pars, Fresnels, Ellipsoidals- Kinds of lights used in theatre.
First, Second Third Electrics- Bars that run above of the
stage. Have circuits so that
lights can be hung on them.
Catwalk- A platform suspended in the air. Used to hang lights.
hang- put up
shutters- parts of a light. Used to focus a light
shutter up/down- move the shutters so that the light is focused
on one thing in particular.
cross light- to hang to lights so that their beams cross.
submasters- a function on a light board. Used to bring a group
of lights up at once.
feedback- that yucky high pitched sound that comes out of speakers
sometimes.
Sound/light board- the incredibly expensive, high tech equipment
used to turn lights and sound on/off, up/down.
operators- the people who run the expensive equipment (and get blamed
if something breaks)
stage manager(s)- The special people in charge of the backstage area
and the show in general. They tell lights and sound
what to do. When the show is going on, they are head
guru.
master(of anything)- this person is hired to be in charge of one
particular aspect of the show (ex: lights)
master electrician- the boss of the other electricians.
electrician- a person in charge of hanging lights for a show
grips- These people are the grunt work. The build, move, lift and run
around backstage. They are crucial to any show, but they have
to listen to what the SM's and master electrician/carpenter/
anyone say.
Sorry, folks. I got a little carried away. But I use a lot of
"techie talk" in this story, and I didn't want to loose anyone along
the way. If you have any questions about a term I used and didn't
define, mail me! [email protected]. All right, I'm done.
On with the show! Literally.
Disclaimer: I neither own nor have any romantic claim upon any of the
characters from Sailor Moon. Much as I may wish it were otherwise. And
the Rikashi Stadium is a work of my imagination. SURPRISE!!!
All The World's A Stage
Chapter 1
Rated PG
"Okay, I need 17 Fresnels on the first electric and 14 on the
second. And make sure you cross light them. Catwalk, are you there?"
"Raye on."
"Great. I need you to shutter down the Pars up there."
"Will do."
"Thanks," Serena Tsukino, master electrician for the Three Lights,
was in the process of hanging lights for the 'Northern Fantasy' tour,
set to kick off at the Rishaki Stadium in Tokyo in 3 days. Between a
shortage of the right gels and the new stage manager acting as though
HE were running the show, Serena felt like screaming.
Not only that, but Serena knew she was pushing it. Even though
she loved theatre, and all the things she did for The Lights, it was
getting harder and harder to get up in the morning. It was taking
more and more coffee to get her started. Of course, all of that could
be blamed on the fact that she wasn't sleeping well. Her dreams were
haunted by a faceless man who called to her from somewhere in a thick
fog. Serena pinched the bridge of her nose. Her doctor, and friend,
Amy, had only reiterated what she had been saying for years. Serena
needed a vacation, and soon. If she didn't take one in the hear future,
she was in danger of suffering from exhaustion.
But all that could wait. Right now she had a show to hang.
Reaching up, Serena pulled the pink and white elastic band from her
ponytail.Calf length golden hair fell from its confinement, and
Serena shook her head, reveling in the feel of her hair against
her back and the smell of her favorite shampoo. Sighing,
she shoved her fingers through the golden mass, pulling it high onto
the back of her head. Wrapping the elastic around it, Serena smoothed
the top of her hair and triple bound the elastic, shaking her head
to be certain that the ponytail was secure.
Serena turned her head up toward the catwalk and for the 22nd
time that day thanked heaven for her crew. They were patient,
competent and they listened. They were also interested in staying
with the Three Lights, and everyone knew that Seiya Kou and Serena
had been best friends since they were kids. Serena smiled when she
thought of her best friend, who had stuck by her since her freshman
year in high school. Seiya had encouraged her dream of stardom, had
helped her write her admissions essays for college, and had given her
a job as soon as she had stepped out of her college dorm room,
suitcases in hand.
What no one ever expected was how good Serena would turn out to
be at her job. A major in theatre with an emphasis in lighting, sound
and design had indicated she knew what she was doing, but even Serena
had been surprised by her talent with colors and dimensions. She had
taken The Three Lights performances and turned them into a visual feast.
Her talents had won her acclaim and several job offers, but Serena was
loyal to The Lights and to Seiya. Besides, she loved her job. Shaking her
head, Serena adjusted her headset and flipped it on.
"Hey, Chad?"
"Yeah?"
"Has anyone programed the subs yet?"
"No, I don't think so."
"Okay, I'll do that."
"Hey Serena, aren't you the boss lady? Let the lowly operator
earn his salary."
"No, I want it done right this time," Serena said into
her Telex. " the last time we let Zoysite try and program the board
he nearely burned down the theatre. And besides, I like the booth.
I want to do it."
"Whatever you say, oh great one."
"Was that sarcasm I heard? Serena off."
Chad watched from the catwalk as Serena headed to the back of
the stadium and began climbing the ladder that led to the light booth.
Smiling slightly he turned to Raye, who was hanging a Par.
"Here, I'll help," Chad grabbed the yolk of the light and held
it in place while Raye tightened the screw.
"Thanks. Better hope Seiya doesn't catch her up there again.
Two grips and the operator got fired the last time he caught Serena
in the light booth."
"Maybe he'll fire the stage manager."
"Not for that. But if Seiya catches that prick talking to
Serena the way he was earlier..."
"True that. What's the SM's name again?"
"Kunzite. Weird, no? Says it's a family name."
"Sure it is. I'll bet..."
"Cap'n on deck. Look busy."
Kou Seiya, lead singer for the internationally acclaimed band
The Three Lights had just walked into the stadium. His brothers
weren't with him, but he wasn't alone. A tall, dark haired man in a
suit and tie accompanied him through the bleachers to the stage.
"Hey, Serena," Seiya yelled. "There's someone I'd like you to
meet. Get down here!"
"Patience is a virtue," Serena trilled from the booth.
"I'm famous. I've no need for patience," Seiya responded.
"Yes you do. If I come down now, then you will be preforming
three nights hence in the dark, and then where will we be?"
Seiya laughed. "Point taken. Come backstage when you can spare
a moment, will you?"
"Sure thing." Serena's voice had a note of distraction, as she
had already become absorbed in her light plot.
Raye and Chad watched the two men walk around the stage
to the locker room/dressing room area of the stadium. They turned,
looked at each other, and grinned wickedly. Simultaniously they
flipped on their Telex's.
"Chad on. So Serena, new boyfriend?"
"Raye on. Yeah Serena. The time has come to tell all.
What is up?"
"Come on guys. It's nothing."
"Right. A gorgeous guy walks into the stadium and you aren't
even a little curious?"
"Raye, please. IF, notice the if, that is who I think
it is, then he's a doctor. He lives here in Tokyo, and is single."
"Name?"
"Darien Chiba."
"Not THE Darien Chiba? Not the Darien Chiba who graduated
Magna Cum Laude from John Hopkins? Not the Darien Chiba who is
the head of Genetic Research at Tokyo General Hospital? Not THE
Darien Chiba, number 3 on 'People' magazine's most eligible
bachelor list!"
"Breathe, Raye."
"Shut up Chad. Am I right?"
"How should I know? I've never met the guy."
"Shut UP Chad! Serena, is it the same guy?"
"I'm not really sure. Seiya met Mr. Chiba through some
mutual aquaintances, and Seiya hasn't told me much about him."
"How could you NOT recognize him?"
"I haven't MET him, Raye," Serena was obviously getting
exasperated.
"Well, he's ONLY the tabloids new favorite person Every woman in the
world has his stats memorized. Black hair, blue eyes, 6'2, a Leo,
blood type A..."
"Loves music, loves to dance?"
"Chad, one more word and I swear I'll throw you off
the cat."
"People, I have a great idea. How about you two work and
I'll go meet Seiya's friend. Do what I pay you to. Thank you.
Serena off."
Serena took off the headset and fought a wave of apprehension.
There was no way this guy that seiya wanted her to meet could be the same
person. After all, what possible reason would 'THE' Darien Chiba have to
meet little Ms. Serena Tsukino, lighting designer and master
electrician for The Three Lights? Serena shook her had, climbing
gracefully down the metal ladder and heading across the floor.
Chad and Raye watched as Serena descended the ladder
of the light booth. They smiled at each other as Serena crossed the
floor of the stadium, waving to members of the crew and stopping
briefly to converse with the sound technician. Saluting the catwalk
jauntily, Serena disappeared down the ramp into the backstage area.
Chad laughed aloud at the gesture, and shook his head in
amusment. "Does anything get that girl down?"
Raye shook her head. "Not that I've seen, and I've known her
since we were kids."
Chad smiled at her and turned away from her to continue hanging
lights. Raye smiled to his back, but as she turned to look at the place
where she had last seen Serena, her eyes filled with mischief.
"In the words of the great Whoopi, 'Girl, you in danger.'"
Raye murmured.
*********************************************************************
Well, that's it. Sorry it's so short, but I wrote that line
and found that I had a perfect stopping place. I'm moving right on
to the Chapter 2, so stay tuned! And mail me to let me know what you
think!
[email protected]
AN: 'All the world's a stage' is the opening line from a famous
monolauge in William Shakespeare's "As You Like It." I don't
own that either.
of Writer's Block. "Wish Upon A Faerie Ring" sort of froze in transition.
Don't you hate it when that happens? So anywho, I was standing in the
theatre and I got the idea for this story. Enjoy!
AN's: I took a Theatre Production and Design class in high school and
most of it stuck with me. So I'm fairly sure that most of the
information in my fic is accurate. Please feel free to correct
me if it is not. Also, Seiya and Serena are best friends in my story,
and they were never romantically involved. Comprende? And, for those
who don't speak techie (and not many do) here's a handy-dandy list
of defenitions.
Pars, Fresnels, Ellipsoidals- Kinds of lights used in theatre.
First, Second Third Electrics- Bars that run above of the
stage. Have circuits so that
lights can be hung on them.
Catwalk- A platform suspended in the air. Used to hang lights.
hang- put up
shutters- parts of a light. Used to focus a light
shutter up/down- move the shutters so that the light is focused
on one thing in particular.
cross light- to hang to lights so that their beams cross.
submasters- a function on a light board. Used to bring a group
of lights up at once.
feedback- that yucky high pitched sound that comes out of speakers
sometimes.
Sound/light board- the incredibly expensive, high tech equipment
used to turn lights and sound on/off, up/down.
operators- the people who run the expensive equipment (and get blamed
if something breaks)
stage manager(s)- The special people in charge of the backstage area
and the show in general. They tell lights and sound
what to do. When the show is going on, they are head
guru.
master(of anything)- this person is hired to be in charge of one
particular aspect of the show (ex: lights)
master electrician- the boss of the other electricians.
electrician- a person in charge of hanging lights for a show
grips- These people are the grunt work. The build, move, lift and run
around backstage. They are crucial to any show, but they have
to listen to what the SM's and master electrician/carpenter/
anyone say.
Sorry, folks. I got a little carried away. But I use a lot of
"techie talk" in this story, and I didn't want to loose anyone along
the way. If you have any questions about a term I used and didn't
define, mail me! [email protected]. All right, I'm done.
On with the show! Literally.
Disclaimer: I neither own nor have any romantic claim upon any of the
characters from Sailor Moon. Much as I may wish it were otherwise. And
the Rikashi Stadium is a work of my imagination. SURPRISE!!!
All The World's A Stage
Chapter 1
Rated PG
"Okay, I need 17 Fresnels on the first electric and 14 on the
second. And make sure you cross light them. Catwalk, are you there?"
"Raye on."
"Great. I need you to shutter down the Pars up there."
"Will do."
"Thanks," Serena Tsukino, master electrician for the Three Lights,
was in the process of hanging lights for the 'Northern Fantasy' tour,
set to kick off at the Rishaki Stadium in Tokyo in 3 days. Between a
shortage of the right gels and the new stage manager acting as though
HE were running the show, Serena felt like screaming.
Not only that, but Serena knew she was pushing it. Even though
she loved theatre, and all the things she did for The Lights, it was
getting harder and harder to get up in the morning. It was taking
more and more coffee to get her started. Of course, all of that could
be blamed on the fact that she wasn't sleeping well. Her dreams were
haunted by a faceless man who called to her from somewhere in a thick
fog. Serena pinched the bridge of her nose. Her doctor, and friend,
Amy, had only reiterated what she had been saying for years. Serena
needed a vacation, and soon. If she didn't take one in the hear future,
she was in danger of suffering from exhaustion.
But all that could wait. Right now she had a show to hang.
Reaching up, Serena pulled the pink and white elastic band from her
ponytail.Calf length golden hair fell from its confinement, and
Serena shook her head, reveling in the feel of her hair against
her back and the smell of her favorite shampoo. Sighing,
she shoved her fingers through the golden mass, pulling it high onto
the back of her head. Wrapping the elastic around it, Serena smoothed
the top of her hair and triple bound the elastic, shaking her head
to be certain that the ponytail was secure.
Serena turned her head up toward the catwalk and for the 22nd
time that day thanked heaven for her crew. They were patient,
competent and they listened. They were also interested in staying
with the Three Lights, and everyone knew that Seiya Kou and Serena
had been best friends since they were kids. Serena smiled when she
thought of her best friend, who had stuck by her since her freshman
year in high school. Seiya had encouraged her dream of stardom, had
helped her write her admissions essays for college, and had given her
a job as soon as she had stepped out of her college dorm room,
suitcases in hand.
What no one ever expected was how good Serena would turn out to
be at her job. A major in theatre with an emphasis in lighting, sound
and design had indicated she knew what she was doing, but even Serena
had been surprised by her talent with colors and dimensions. She had
taken The Three Lights performances and turned them into a visual feast.
Her talents had won her acclaim and several job offers, but Serena was
loyal to The Lights and to Seiya. Besides, she loved her job. Shaking her
head, Serena adjusted her headset and flipped it on.
"Hey, Chad?"
"Yeah?"
"Has anyone programed the subs yet?"
"No, I don't think so."
"Okay, I'll do that."
"Hey Serena, aren't you the boss lady? Let the lowly operator
earn his salary."
"No, I want it done right this time," Serena said into
her Telex. " the last time we let Zoysite try and program the board
he nearely burned down the theatre. And besides, I like the booth.
I want to do it."
"Whatever you say, oh great one."
"Was that sarcasm I heard? Serena off."
Chad watched from the catwalk as Serena headed to the back of
the stadium and began climbing the ladder that led to the light booth.
Smiling slightly he turned to Raye, who was hanging a Par.
"Here, I'll help," Chad grabbed the yolk of the light and held
it in place while Raye tightened the screw.
"Thanks. Better hope Seiya doesn't catch her up there again.
Two grips and the operator got fired the last time he caught Serena
in the light booth."
"Maybe he'll fire the stage manager."
"Not for that. But if Seiya catches that prick talking to
Serena the way he was earlier..."
"True that. What's the SM's name again?"
"Kunzite. Weird, no? Says it's a family name."
"Sure it is. I'll bet..."
"Cap'n on deck. Look busy."
Kou Seiya, lead singer for the internationally acclaimed band
The Three Lights had just walked into the stadium. His brothers
weren't with him, but he wasn't alone. A tall, dark haired man in a
suit and tie accompanied him through the bleachers to the stage.
"Hey, Serena," Seiya yelled. "There's someone I'd like you to
meet. Get down here!"
"Patience is a virtue," Serena trilled from the booth.
"I'm famous. I've no need for patience," Seiya responded.
"Yes you do. If I come down now, then you will be preforming
three nights hence in the dark, and then where will we be?"
Seiya laughed. "Point taken. Come backstage when you can spare
a moment, will you?"
"Sure thing." Serena's voice had a note of distraction, as she
had already become absorbed in her light plot.
Raye and Chad watched the two men walk around the stage
to the locker room/dressing room area of the stadium. They turned,
looked at each other, and grinned wickedly. Simultaniously they
flipped on their Telex's.
"Chad on. So Serena, new boyfriend?"
"Raye on. Yeah Serena. The time has come to tell all.
What is up?"
"Come on guys. It's nothing."
"Right. A gorgeous guy walks into the stadium and you aren't
even a little curious?"
"Raye, please. IF, notice the if, that is who I think
it is, then he's a doctor. He lives here in Tokyo, and is single."
"Name?"
"Darien Chiba."
"Not THE Darien Chiba? Not the Darien Chiba who graduated
Magna Cum Laude from John Hopkins? Not the Darien Chiba who is
the head of Genetic Research at Tokyo General Hospital? Not THE
Darien Chiba, number 3 on 'People' magazine's most eligible
bachelor list!"
"Breathe, Raye."
"Shut up Chad. Am I right?"
"How should I know? I've never met the guy."
"Shut UP Chad! Serena, is it the same guy?"
"I'm not really sure. Seiya met Mr. Chiba through some
mutual aquaintances, and Seiya hasn't told me much about him."
"How could you NOT recognize him?"
"I haven't MET him, Raye," Serena was obviously getting
exasperated.
"Well, he's ONLY the tabloids new favorite person Every woman in the
world has his stats memorized. Black hair, blue eyes, 6'2, a Leo,
blood type A..."
"Loves music, loves to dance?"
"Chad, one more word and I swear I'll throw you off
the cat."
"People, I have a great idea. How about you two work and
I'll go meet Seiya's friend. Do what I pay you to. Thank you.
Serena off."
Serena took off the headset and fought a wave of apprehension.
There was no way this guy that seiya wanted her to meet could be the same
person. After all, what possible reason would 'THE' Darien Chiba have to
meet little Ms. Serena Tsukino, lighting designer and master
electrician for The Three Lights? Serena shook her had, climbing
gracefully down the metal ladder and heading across the floor.
Chad and Raye watched as Serena descended the ladder
of the light booth. They smiled at each other as Serena crossed the
floor of the stadium, waving to members of the crew and stopping
briefly to converse with the sound technician. Saluting the catwalk
jauntily, Serena disappeared down the ramp into the backstage area.
Chad laughed aloud at the gesture, and shook his head in
amusment. "Does anything get that girl down?"
Raye shook her head. "Not that I've seen, and I've known her
since we were kids."
Chad smiled at her and turned away from her to continue hanging
lights. Raye smiled to his back, but as she turned to look at the place
where she had last seen Serena, her eyes filled with mischief.
"In the words of the great Whoopi, 'Girl, you in danger.'"
Raye murmured.
*********************************************************************
Well, that's it. Sorry it's so short, but I wrote that line
and found that I had a perfect stopping place. I'm moving right on
to the Chapter 2, so stay tuned! And mail me to let me know what you
think!
[email protected]
AN: 'All the world's a stage' is the opening line from a famous
monolauge in William Shakespeare's "As You Like It." I don't
own that either.