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Nero      Boston - Boston Common

     Something strange seems to have happened today.

     On what was otherwise a typically normal day in the city, at least, as normal as a city whose inhabitants have become used to multiversal oddities can be, a strange, vast, ludicrously ornate, golden theater suddenly appeared smack dab in the middle of the park.

     A certain someone would be feeling a very sudden loss of MP right about now.

     Out at the front entrance, there were multiple stands peddling food, and odds and ends, capitalizing on the strange occasion, as well as a ticket stand being manned by some poor fellow who likely was recruited against their will.

     Curiosity was overwhelming and despite the sudden appearance of the over the top theater, people ever so surely began to approach, buy tickets, and filter into the audience seats. The stage was empty and darkened. No one had any idea what was happening here. ...But the anticipation of finding out trumped simply walking away.

     Patience was eventually rewarded when a single spotlight shone down into the stage, revealing a girl in a regal red dress, lionheaed pauldron attached to an extravagant white cape. She held a mic in one hand, the other gesturing to the audience. "Welcome one and all! Today, I present to you...a grand performance. One that shall not disappoint! Remain seated and watch, rapt with attention and anticipation! For the play is beginning!"

     The spotlight shut off, and after a moment, the entire stage lit up, revealing an empty, grassy plain. It looked far too real to be a stage prop. Gentle music filtered in, and the girl's voice echoed out, beginning a narration...

     "This is the story of a certain kingdom, in a certain land...A prosperous kingdom, blessed with abundant land, vast riches, and great nobility." The scenery panned to a castle city in the distance. "...However, nothing lasts forever. This great kingdom has come to a crossroads. It's benevolent and capable king, is on his deathbed. The throne is empty, and neighboring countries have their eyes on the proceedings."

     The scenery then panned to a well beaten road leading to the city. "This is the story of two princes, born as twins, with equal claim to the throne. One, who stayed behind and became a statesman. The other, who left on a journey to train with his old master. He returns to the city, to see his father, and to come to a decision once and for all."

     This was Satsuki's cue to appear.
Kyra Hyral     NOBLE PHANTASM DETECTED.

    Of course, Kyra had already been in the know so she expected to lose about half of her MP at one point today. At the time, she had actually been in Heaven or Hell Headquarters, handling some tasks for Haruno as part of her internship. Once feeling it, she promptly finished up what she was doing and set out to see since the last time Saber had used her Noble Phantasm around her....there were unexpected, nonstandard results.

    Now she stands backstage, arms folded over her chest, a huge grin on her face filled with amusement. "Sounds like you're on, 'Prince.'" she chirps cheerfully at the severe-looking class president of the RIVAL SCHOOL Honnouji.
Satsuki Kiryuin     Are there spotlights offstage? Well, there are now, because there's a bright light shining from offstage, illuminating the stage despite the distinct lack of visibility of any possible source of bright light. If anything the light itself seems to be emitting from about where an actor would stand waiting in the wings-

    StepCLACK.

    Well, that would explain it. With a sweep of a billowing white cape, a prince steps onto stage and plants his (her) sword, resting gloved hands on the pommel and looking out over the audience with a scowl that is nothing short of scathing and yet lighting up the stage with a radiance nothing less than... well, literal. "After so many years, I return to the city of my birth... how father has allowed this city to decay." She (he) reaches up and brushes a stray strand of hair out of his (her) face, and blows out a huff. "It becomes clearer to me with every step that this land has lacked a strong guiding hand. Hmh. Perhaps the city will not fare so well without me after all... we'll see."
Nero      The scenery on the stage shifts from a grassy plain to the fortified gates of a medieval city upon Satsuki's arrival on stage. Various extras, dressed as armored guards, made a show of bowing their heads and going "Welcome home, Prince! It has been a long time! Have your journies fared you well?"
Gawain Off-stage, Sir Gawain prepares for his cue. He has always wanted to act, and the fact that he's acting on a Noble Phantasm changes nothing for him. As a statesman, his character obviously has to be smart, but fashionable. Despite that, his outfit doesn't exactly...say such. He came without clothes, so the presenter helpfully provided him some! He didn't exactly know if they would fit, but she knew best!

Which is why he waits backstage dressed in a white suit, the sleeves long and frilled. Instead of a tie, he has a long cravat, making him look very...noble? However, Gawain thought he didn't look 'smart' enough, so he got a pair of fake glasses and put them on, brown rimmed. Needless to say, he looks ridiculous.
Satsuki Kiryuin     In answer to her guards, the prince sweeps her blade around herself and sheathes it at her side, then flourishes her cape and turns so that her right side is to the audience. "I will say only that my master bade me cut my hair for every defeat I suffered in battle." That in and of itself is a fairly telling answer, as her hair remains quite long for this performance, though pulled back into a ponytail to suit her warrior's demeanor. "But I have no time for pleasantries. Take me to my father and soft-hearted brother immediately. I would know what hands this country is likely to fall into!"
Nero      "Yes, my lord!" The guards bowed again, and several left the stage to 'return to their posts', two stayed behind to escort the prince.

     There were murmurs in the audience as well. Things like 'She's so handsome!' and 'How many times did he lose then?' 'Shut up and watch, idiot!'

     The scenery panned through the city streets, demonstrating a vague sense of tension through the imagery and color. The guards spoke again. "Your father is...well, you have heard the news. And your brother is..." How to put this. The two guards looked at each other in perfect sync, and then nodded. "He's doing his best. But there are certain issues lurking. For one, there has been talk of the neighboring kingdom summoning their guardian dragon to strike against us...But surely that's just a rumor."

     Was that a hook?

     The scenery changed to the front of a castle. "We have arrived, Prince. Your brother should be coming to greet you any moment now."

     That was Gawain's cue!
Gawain A cue! It is time for Sir Gawain to shine! He almost begins to dash on stage, before he remembers his role, and paces himself. As he walks on stage, and takes a glance at Satsuki, he almost begins to cry. "Brother! It is a humongous joy for you to return! It has been miles away too stretched out, and..." Gawain is trying to make his words sound as long and smart as possible, but then...he actually starts to cry!

Approaching Satsuki, Gawain's tears drip from his face! "Brother! How father misses you! How I have missed you! Now, perhaps, we can be a family again, during his final moments! This calls for a celebration! A ceremony! Parades! The whole kingdom will be invited! Isn't this spectaculwonderful, brother?"
Satsuki Kiryuin     "Hmph. If it is a rumor, then we'll call their bluff. If not..." Prince Satsuki's hand rests on the pommel of her sword, and a fierce grin plays across her face briefly. But it fades as her 'brother' takes the stage at last...

    ...only to be replaced by sheer, befuddled dismay. What the actual hell is this shenanigan in human form.

    But Satsuki is ON STAGE and ACTING. Her performance will not be ruined by anything or anyone! A simple smack to the head with a gauntlet-clad fist should do the trick. Whunk. "Restrain yourself, your blubbering ill befits a man of your station!" Ahemhem. "A parade when our father lies dying at the heart of a decayed country would be in the poorest taste I can imagine. We should see father immediately, any other concerns can wait."
Deelel Deelel was a fan of the arts, given her very reason for being given life in the first place. While she's not into the preformaing arts she is made for music and visual art. Given the number of years she's spent out in the multiverse she's developed a love of just learning new things outside her orginal directives. She's onl;y known Red Saber from teh radio but she'd long known Kyra and if Kyra had been willing to work through problems with them? They would be more than worth the time to come see what they could do here. She does have a strange wable to her voice for those who do not know her it's faint but it is there.

She went for a minor part and not one of the leads after all.

So they were just doing it off the cuff, she could totally do this. The first thougth she processed on this as she enters on stage.

"You return yet you both have deined. Our father has /dined/ my very existance and before he passes fromt his world I will make him admit I exist!"
Nero      The guards left the stage, now that the Elites were on stage. The scenery changed from the front of the castle to a hallway, in front of an ornate door. An extra, dressed as a steward, stepped onstage and in front of the door. "His majesty has been waiting for you both, my lords." And then he reached out...opened the door? Yes, he opened the door. And then the scenery changed again, to a fancy bedroom, where a large bed, with plenty of blankets and pillows somehow got. And in that bed was....Kyra!?

     "I present, your royal majesty, and your father, the king."

     The audience burst out laughing. Both at Gawain's silliness, and this new development.

     Saber, wherever she was, smiled wide in satisfaction.
Bahamut      Who doesn't want a chance on stage? And, if you are a proud dragon with a slightly inflated ego, you are even more happy to show off on stage. Of course, Bahamut was hoping to be a prince. But, he understood that the parts had been filled and...it just so happened they had a part perfect for him.

     Now that both (all three?) princes are on the scene, there is a powerful roar overhead followed by the growing sound of large wings flapping. Then, Bahamut flies overhead and circles slowly like some giant grey metal raptor. As he circles, Bahamut bellows out, "I am the great guardian dragon, Astralaz! The noble people of Monopolis are tired of your country's sanctions, and will no longer tolerate your-"

     The dragon's speech is cut off when he impacts one of the tall flagpoles face first. It reshapes over the profile of his head, and with a mightly flap of his wings Bahamut makes it appear that he has been stopped dead in his tracks by the impact. He proceeds to roll down the roofing and lands behind the stage, out of sight of the audience, with a rather loud thud.
Kyra Hyral     Propped against a ridiculous amount of pillows in the middle of that extravagant bed is...Kyra.

    It's probably not immediately obvious that its her since she rarely walks around with her hood down. Her red hair is on full display now, along with her pale, pale skin that really does make it look like he's (she's) DYING ON THE SPOT. To enhance the image he's she's) also wearing a ridiculously huge mustache and viking beard, both red and bushy. There is also a ridiculously huge crown on his (her) head.

    "My sons." He wheezes. "My sons...I never thought-" he stops to have a painfully long coughing fit, "-I thought...I would never see you both together again...this is...fantastic."

    Wheeze.

    "No doubt you know that my time has come to an end, like the setting of the sun over our kingdom. My sons, it will be...upon one of you to be the sun when the day returns, and alight our kingdom...in brilliance. My sons...I have thought long and hard..." the voice becomes weaker and weaker, "-to decide....who will take the kingdom from me...and...that son will be...will be..."

    Another overly dramatic and painfully long coughing fit follows but no name is named!? Will the king perish before a successor is declared. Maybe. Unless the sudden DRAGON does him in first!
Satsuki Kiryuin     The stare Deelel receives from Satsuki quickly morphs from 'bewildered' to 'outraged'. "You... my father is on his deathbed and you cast such aspersions on his good name?!" Wait, wasn't she just talking about how he's let the kingdom go to pieces? "If I were not going to meet my ailing father I would have your head here and-"

    Oh they're in father's bedroom now. Wait, they're in father's bedroom now?! That was fast! And they still have another development to address! ...but they're in father's bedroom! Father merits more attention than any false claimant to the throne. "-I'll deal with you later!" Now is time to kneel before father's bed with a reverence completely at odds with... literally everything Prince Satsuki has said until now. "Father, our kingdom is in need of strength to set it back on the right path! I have come to a decision, you must name me as successor, only my swordsmanship can stand up to the enemy's-"

    CLUNK-thunk-rollrollroll-thud.

    "...mighty... dragon." Siiiiiigh.
Gawain Hmm, the audience is laughing. Must be because of Kyra being the king. After all, Sir Gawain is playing a very dramatic role! "Brother! Don't say that! I am just keeping up optimism, as is befitting of a statesman! If I am sad, the people are sad, and if the people are sad, everybody is sad, and that's bad!" As Deelel comes on stage, Sir Gawain drops to his knees, as he laments to the audience. "Another brother...I had heard the rumors...but I could not believe them. My father would never disown a son...I must accept him as a rightful sibling, of course!"

Turning to Deelel, Sir Gawain rights himself up. "Brother! Please, come with us...our Father will surely give you equal say in this!" Bowing to Deelel, Gawain enters into the room, kneeling alongside Satsuki. "Father! The people are depressed, and the kingdom is dark and gloomy! The people need light, need radiance! Surely, Monopolis can be negotiated with, and we can have an era of everlasting peace! Please, appoint me as your successor, so I can bring forth this era!" Prince Gawain begins crying again, seeing his ill father moving him to tears!

And then the mighty dragon Astralaz is wounded! Rising to his feet, Prince Gawain shouts! "Guards...get medical attention! The dragon is wounded! We will not be known as a kingdom with dangerous fixtures! Hurry, we still have time!"
Nero      At first, the audience gasps at the appearance of said 'mighty dragon'...

     ...But then it thuds backstage.

     Silence falls.

     Followed by a fresh wave of laughter. People begin to call out.

     "Go, Sword Prince! Take out the dragon! Become king!" "You can do it, Flamenco Prince! Dance your way onto the throne!" It appeared the audience was choosing sides now.
Bahamut      Per Gawain's orders, guards escort the dragon back around to the front of the stage, where he sticks his head in through a bedroom window. "Nng. Thanks. I did not see that flagpole." he says, rubbing his head. He even has a few bandages wrapped around his torso. "So, who is king? I need to know so I do not have to eat all of you. I must watch my waistline, after all."

     The dragon picks his teeth with a claw to drive his point home, then rumbles deeply and menacingly. "Although I suppose a few extra calories would not hurt, if you all insist on it."
Nero      The stage dims.

     Saber's voice speaks up.

     "All of the pieces have gathered. The princes, the king, the enemy. What will happen now? The crossroads is before us."

     The stage lights back up.
Satsuki Kiryuin     SHIIIIING. "Damnable beast, you truly are a cruel monster to show yourself at such a wretched time in our kingdom's history!" With her blade drawn, Satsuki strides across the stage, cloak billowing, readying her weapon, surely preparing for a contest of skill and will, a mighty fight with such a powerful and dangerous magical creatu-

    Whack. Whack. WhackwhackwhackwhackSMACK.

    She's hitting Bahamut with the flat of her blade.

    "Haven't you realized he's on his deathbed?! In ten minutes you won't even need to eat him! Is this what passes for a mighty guardian beast in this day and age?! And in his own bedroom no less! Get! Out! And! Wait! Your! Turn!"

    Whack.

    "And fix the pole you dented!"
Deelel Deelel looks to Satsuki at this moment they do not back down.

"I had not spoken to protect his name but with the end so near, what choice do I have?! TO never speak to them once in my life?"

Thankfully Gawain steps in.

"Thank you, I just wish to speak to my own father once before he leaves this world."
With that Deelel follows after intending to not cause too much troubl to get between their brothers would mean their certain end after all.

"Your highness..."

Then comes the Dragon who just gets a /stare/ from Deelel.
Kyra Hyral     "My son..." The King wheezes, struggling to prop himself (herself) up further. "You have showed boldness in your defiance of the dragon." He (she) then turns to Gawain, "And you have showed kindness in your concern for the guardian of the other kingdom. What a dilemma, for I expect both qualities from a true king..."

    He (she) struggles to his (her) feet. "COME AT ME, DRAGON! STRIKE ME DOWN AND SEE HOW THE NEW KING RISES TO FILL MY PLACE!"

    Seems he's demanding that his sons solve this dragon problem to claim kingship.
Nero      The scenery changes.

     The quaint bedroom takes on a darker tint as the stage lights dim, while leaving a spotlight on Satsuki and Bahamut.

     "Our brave prince engages the mighty dragon. The fate of his kingdom on the line, and the backing of his father. His sword is true, his path is set!"

     Another spotlight shines upon Gawain. "How will our other prince respond to this situation before him? His brother has chosen the path of the warrior. To drive out all enemies with peerless strength and peerless will. But is that the right way? Is that the future that this country should set a path down upon?"

     A third spotlight shines upon Deelel. "And our mysterious, third prince! An unknown variable. What are his plans? Does he want the throne? Does he care for this country? What will he do?"

     Once all was said, the stage lit back up again to resume the play.
Bahamut      Many resounding whacks are leveled against Astralaz. So many in fact that he stumbles away from the window. "Who puts up flagpoles that tall anyway?! Any passing dragon could bump into it and be injured. Your kingdom should be more dragon-sensitive!" But then, the king struggles to her feet and challenges him! He blinks, then chuckles. "Do not be silly. I would not eat a sickly creature like you. I was waiting for you to choose an heir!"

     He pokes his head through the window again and looks at Kyra, then at those gathered around. "You must choose, King! Who is the next heir! Name him so I may feast upon him!"

     Surely that is a fate that every prince desires.
Gawain "Stop!" The Flamenco Prince shouts out! He moves up to the dragon, pleading sincerely and carefully. "You do not need to slay anybody! You want the sanctions removed, we can negotiate! Violence will not cause us to remove them, it will only force our hand into war! If you do not surrender, dragon, I will be forced to call the military, and no one wants that! Please, for our sake, surrender!" He moves fearlessly up to the dragon, staring him in the eye. "I will not let you harm my kingdom, nor my father, nor my brother, dragon! Because I am the Flamenco Prince! And I will always dance in the way the people need!"

Dance pose. Seems Sir Gawain is really taking the audience's nickname to heart. Even if it makes no sense.
Kyra Hyral     "Dragon, you have been challenged to a dance battle." The King says gravely in his hoarse, dying voice, "Pray you answer this challenge or leave this kingdom in shame of being thusly served."
Satsuki Kiryuin     When Bahamut sticks his head back in the window, Satsuki is right there. The result is only to be expected. Bump.

    Satsuki reacts as if she's received a mortal blow, 'knocked' backward and clutching at her chest. Stagger stagger. "Guh... this foe... too mighty for even my Samurai Blade...?!" Stagger stagger. The Sword Prince staggers her way in the posing Gawain's direction, only to collapse at his feet. "B-Brother... I am undone...! Pray, heed my final words..."
Nero      The audience silences. The stage lights dim.

     "...This. This cannot be! The Prince of the Sword! Defeated by the might of Astralaz!? No! Then....then it is all up to the Prince of the Dance!"

     Several people in the audience get up and attempt to leave.

     The theater doors don't budge at all.

     You. Are. Stuck. Here.
Bahamut      Bahamut snorts as Satsuki goes down. He is about to say something when...dance battle?! He growls. "I will have you know I am the best dancing dragon in all of Monopolis!" He steps away from the window, then crashes through into the room which the play started in. "Let the music start! I will best your strongest warrior and your strongest dancer, then..." He pauses, then grins. "..then, you will have no choice but to name me the new king of this kingdom! I have always wanted a kingdom of my own."
Gawain Sir Gawain does not notice the doors locked. He'd probably frown if he did, but he's too busy ACTING. A Dance Declaration has been issued! He's warming up...but the Sword Prince! No! Kneeling, he begins sobbing, as he slowly grips Satsuki's sword. "No, brother! You can't die here! You...you were the most skilled of us all, brother! I will do you proud! I will avenge you!"

Standing to his feet once more, the Flamenco Prince stares Astralaz in the eyes, gripping his sword. And then suddenly...spotlight shines on him. "Astralaz! You were warned! I must now awaken the true power of my bloodline...for my mother was not the queen, but secretly the Goddess of Dance! I will unleash upon you...my final form!"

And then, a box of sparkles is dumped onto his head, as he rips his shirt open, because he saw it in a movie once.

"I am True Neo Flamenco Prince EX Ultimate! The power of Dance seeps through my veins! Enguarde, Astralaz!" Time for the avenging blow!

Sir Gawain does a jig, dancing around the room, before he grabs his neck and tips his head back, doing a 360 and posing at the dragon. "Beat /this/!"
Satsuki Kiryuin     Satsuki looks at Gawain. She looks at Bahamut. She looks at Gawain once again.

    There is an absolute almighty /scowl/ that her final words were not heeded at all!

    But then her head drops to the floor, because dammit she is dead and she will /act/ like it.
Kyra Hyral     "My son..." the King begins, "-you, you son-" he points at Deelel the Denied. "Bring my son-" he points at the downed Prince of Swords, "-to me. I long to say goodbye to my erstwhile boy."

    There's a grim nod that follows as the dance battle begins, "Indeed, if all heirs were to be defeated...I would have no choice but to cede to Astralaz."
Nero      The stage lights brighten dramatically.

     "There! Our prince has revealed his Noble Phantasm! The power to dance away the world's sins!"

     Saber's voice grows more and more excited. The audience has no choice but to watch. Most are actually kind of amused and laughing and cheering. Others resign themselves to sit down and wait it out.

     "This may be it! The final battle! Can the son of the Goddess of Dance defeat a dragon god!? Let us find out!"
Bahamut      Bahamut crosses his arms over his chest as he watches Gawain dancing, the dragon's body bobbing lightly to the beat. When Sir Gawain poses, Bahamut throws his arms in the air like he just does not care, then spins in place before moonwalking a few paces, his wings flapping every other step. He comes to a sudden stop, then his body goes limp above the waist before he pops his way upright again with quick, stuttered movements often associated with a robot or other machine followed by flipping onto his hands and spinning on his head before spinning his way down into a relaxed position on the ground, head propped up on an arm.

     "You may be the son of the dance goddess, but my mother was the Queen of the Dragon Dance!" the big grey dragon says, grinning over at Gawain.
Deelel Deelel looks to the King their father Deelel looks at them and now seems redy to face them or have them face it.

The play moves on and soon there's a spot light on top of Deelel as the Narrator speaks. Just what is this lost prince's true intent? Are they a destroyer or is it just as they wish to simply meet htier father once before his end?

Deelel stares down the dragon now looking at the dragona as Gawain speeks to meet this dragons' challenge.

"You would comit murder such as /that/?"

Deelel would say more but that is cut right off as Gawain lets it be known they are the Flamenco Prince and they will dance. Deelel halts and pauses as several hovering emittions rez into being now as Gawain would find he's totally getting the music he needs.

"I have lived my life as a simple bard if it might aid the kingdom now then so be it."

To their horror the prince of swords falls and there's nothing they may do about it.

Then their Father calls for them and they must answer and the dragon must pay for what they have done to their brother and thus they answer the call.

"Father...."
Kyra Hyral     The King is silent for a long while in the wake of the two stunning exhibitions of dancing, stroking his beard with a ponderous look on his face.

    "Mmmmm."

    "You." He points at Deelel. "Are appointed king in waiting. You-" he points at Gawain. "-are appointed king of this kingdom, for I am thusly biased towards my own flesh and blood."

    He flops back down on the bed, a hand against his forehead. "And now, with my son at my side, I die! I die! Know this, my son, for I and your brother will always be with you in spirit, ESPECIALLY in your time of NEED!"

    The King flops over with a wheeze, 'dead.'
Gawain "You may be a prince...but I have the power of family! Our hearts serve as one! Brothers! Father! I call forth our bonds...no beast such as this will take away our kingdom!" True Neo Flamenco Prince EX Ultimate stares steadfastly...before grinning. A radiant, genuine grin. "You may be skilled...but bonds are where it is! Family! The true power of dance...is love!"

Flamenco Prince slides to the left, and then slides to the right. He spins, and then raises the blade into the air. Dancing forward, he leaps into the air, spinning slightly again, before he points the blade to the ground. "Love Love Slash ULTIMAAAAAAATE!"

And as the Prince slams down...he trips, rolling on his side into Satsuki, the blade falling to the ground harmlessly. He takes a minute, before jumping onto his feet, bowing. "My power...is low. Must I strike again...it will be my last. You have lost...but if you can go with your tail held up high, we will still consider the negotiation!"
Nero      The furious dance music stops with a record screech. And then a sad number begins to play.

     "And thus, comes the end of an era..." Saber's voice cuts into the play with that remark of narration.

     -And then the previous dance number resumed right from where it paused.
Satsuki Kiryuin     Those looking at Satsuki may notice that her 'corpse' has the very mysterious ability to scowl even in death. Surely the twitching eyebrow is nothing more than the last muscle twitches of death taking her at last. Surely.
Bahamut      The dance battle continues until King Kyra suddenly declares who is king and next in line. The dragon looks as if he has been stabbed in the chest. "N-no! My dream of...having my own kingdom..." The dragon slinks away, limping as if gravely injured. "But...your enemy kingdom summoned me! I will simply dest-"

     Then, a strong feminine voice comes in from somewhere, echoing throughout the set. "Astralaz! What are you doing?! I am sure I taught you better than to destroy someone who has bested you in a dance battle!" Bahamut blinks, then acks as he is apparently grabbed by a horn. He starts stumbling away as if being pulle. "B-but mom! They are just humans! I could eat them and I would be king!" Then, in his best whiny brat voice, "I wanna be king!!"

     But, it is too late. Astralaz is dragged away and behind the curtains, the motherly voice scolding him the entire way. But, a moment after he disappears, he leaps back out, landing with only his upper half visible. "No no! You cannot ground me! I am Astralaz! Guardian of Mono-aaaah!" And he is dragged back behind the curtain, leaving clawmarks on the ground in his wake.
Nero      Silence.

     And then the stage lights dim.

     "...The fearsome dragon god, Astralaz has been grounded."

     The audience silences, waiting for what would be said next.

     A spotlight shines on Gawain.

     Saber speaks. "His brother is dead. His father is dead. All that is left is an illegitimate son, and a himself. Now king."

     THE STAGE LIGHTS BRIGHTEN.

     "Now, go forth! King of the Dance! Herald a new era in the history of mankind!"
Gawain The Flamenco Prince watches as Astralaz is dragged off, before he turns to the audience. At this time, the light shines on him, and he awaits the narration to end. "My brother and my father may be dead...but they will live on in the spirit of our people! My newly found brother will be given his title of royalty, set to surpass me shall I fall. The sanctions on the foreign kingdom will be discussed, so that no more fighting will happen. And dance...dance will become the natural art of our kingdom, for the power of dance is...love!"

Cueing for the music to come back on, the Flamenco Prince begins dancing again, and beckons for the rest of the cast to join in him. He's grinning radiantly, seeing this as one of those post-show sendoffs to the cast. Shouting to the audience, still in character, "Thank you, my people, for attending the end of this era! May it have radiated in your hearts as it did ours, and may the power of dance carry you through your hardships!"

Gawain is thinking, man, that was a really good drama!
Deelel Deelel is not able to say much bug they got to meet thier father and Deelel isn't sure who has been made king. There is a dragon to worry about and the fate of the kingdom. Whatever Deelel's goals it's ruin does not seem to be one of them. Deelel rises from their fallen father to go aid the Flamenco Prince in his dance battle the music Deelel is commanding and picks up in power.

"This kingdom will not fall to you dragon!"

The battle plays out and Deelel's brother has carried the day.

Deelel then kneels before Gawain.

"I only wished to see my fathere, you give me more than I deserve."
Nero      The audience, amidst laughing actually mostly applauses this ridulous play's end, and finally, the theater lights up as a whole. And the doors are unlocked.

     You May Leave Now, Commoners.

     And they do just that, chattering amongst themselves about how amusing and ridiculous it all was.

     Once the visitors have all filtered out, Saber speaks. "Mm! Very good! That was quite an exhilarating performance! I must thank each and every one of you for taking it upon yourselves to do this today!"

     Wait, when did she get on stage!?

     Then again, this was her Noble Phantasm.
Satsuki Kiryuin     Satsuki is immediately on her feet, cloak billowing around her. "It is only natural. Such a chaotic and simplistic production is as nothing for a student of Honnouji Academy." She glances briefly at Gawain, considering asking for the sword back. Then she realizes it's covered with glitter.

    ...yeah you can keep the sword, it's a prop the Honnouji metalworking class made anyway.

    Without a further word, Satsuki turns, letting that cape flare out in a wide arc behind her. She has a school to oppress, there is no time for things like after-parties!

    Also she maybe possibly wants to get away from Gawain and all that glitter.
Kyra Hyral     "Admittedly, I didn't think I'd be cast as a dude today." Kyra chirps as she pulls the beard and mustache combo off of her face. She twirls it around a finger. "Hehe, that was fun. Reminds me of the time we had to play those weird games for that witch for the dragonball." As Satsuki goes storming off, Kyra cheerfully waves after her.

    "Bye! See you next time our schools are called to /do battle/ against each other! Especially if it's another cooking competition!"
Gawain As Red Saber approaches, Gawain bows, certainly pleased with himself. "No, thank you! Without you, this wonderful show could have not gone on!" He then turns to everyone else. "And thank you as well! You're all very skilled at acting!"

As Satsuki runs off, Gawain calls out to her. "Wait, your sword! ...I'll need to return this to her later." He holds it to his side, as he looks at his outfit, and the glitter it's covered in, before looking back at Red Saber. "Ah! I am very sorry! I'll make sure to get the outfit cleaned and returned to you as soon as possible!~"
Nero      Saber smiles a bit in amusement at Gawain. "Have no fear. It was a simple prop that has served it's purpose. You may keep it as memory of this day!" And then she looked aside, one hand pressed to her chest, the other extended outwards. "Let it not be said that I am not a generous soul! Ah ha ha ha!"

     As this goes on, their surroundings begin to break down and dissipate. Crumbling into wisps of blue magic particles, the golden theater soon vanishes, returning them back to the outside world of Boston.

     "Now, I shall have to figure out to what manner of charity the proceeds shall go to." The Servant waved. "Praetor, Sir Gawain, Sir Bahamut, Lady Deelel, I will see you all at a later date!" And then she walked off, pondering to herself what to do.

     Well.

     It would seem that was that. She certainly was pleased with herself.
Deelel Deelel watches as the play end and she bows a little bit to Red Saber, she had fun, she loves the arts even if it's something entirely off the cuff like this. The chaos that humans and those like them can cause is mind boggling to many basics, and it just may be rubbing off on her.

"That was an enjoyable preformace thank you for the chance to be a part of it."

Setsuki's depature has left her a bit off balance but well stuff like that happens. She saw her part to the end and thats showbiz right?
Bahamut      Bahamut is revealed again when the set crumbles away. He bows to the crowd, then walks over to Gawain, Kyra, and Deelel. "This was surprisingly enjoyable. I hope you all enjoyed my performance as much as I enjoyed yours." He holds a hand out to Gawain. "And you have rather impressive moves. For a human." He chuckles.