Maia Purdue
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- Bloodwood Wand 15 1/4 Essence of Phoenix Ash
Maia smiled at the sound of the city. There were cars passing, and people chatting. It really reminded her of London, New York was bigger, and the accents different, but it felt good to be in a city. New Zealand just wasn't the same, she couldn't live in the wizarding world, not completely. She needed some normality, and even though she was a witch, the muggle world helped her balance herself. She hailed a taxi and told him the adress of the theatre, smiling broadly at the driver. She had her first real job since she'd left London. Te fact that she'd played Elphaba in London meant she was familiar with the play, and she was glad to be back doing Wicked again. She'd always loved the play, and even more so, the book. Even though the two had very different endings. It wasn't too long a drive, she'd aparated to a little-known spot that she'd used when she used to come here frequently. It was inhabited mostly by magical people, so she wasn't likely to be seen. The place was at the edge of the city though, so it did take some time to get where she wanted to go. Still, it was worth it, she loved travelling through the city.
She'd flown over a few weeks ago, for the audition, deciding to give herself extra time to relax beforehand. She hadn't been in any shows recently. She missed the stage, and she couldn't wait to get back on it. She was currently looking for an apartment in New York, she had her apartment in New Zealand, and extra money from the shop meant she could afford a small apartment here. Today was her first rehearsal, so hopefully it would go well. How you got along with the people you were playing opposite often affected how you played your role, and she really wanted this to go well. She'd been out of the game for too long, and she couldn't stand it any longer.
She spotted the theatre ahead, and silently prayed that the day would go well. She paid the driver when he stopped, smiling at him, as she stepped onto the curb. It was just as she'd imagined. Of course, she'd seen the theatre before, but being here felt right, felt like coming home. She absently hummed the tune to the song; "As If We Never Said Goodbye." It was one of her favourite songs, and she felt it suited the occasion. She quickly walked inside, smiling as she saw posters from former productions on the wall. She wasn't sure where she was meant to go, so she continued along the hallway, until she reached the main part of the theatre. There were people up at the stage, so she stood and watched, leaning against the wall. She was a little early after all, and there was a possibility that she was in the wrong part of the building. She knew most pf her lines already, but she took out her script anyway, running through her lines.
She'd flown over a few weeks ago, for the audition, deciding to give herself extra time to relax beforehand. She hadn't been in any shows recently. She missed the stage, and she couldn't wait to get back on it. She was currently looking for an apartment in New York, she had her apartment in New Zealand, and extra money from the shop meant she could afford a small apartment here. Today was her first rehearsal, so hopefully it would go well. How you got along with the people you were playing opposite often affected how you played your role, and she really wanted this to go well. She'd been out of the game for too long, and she couldn't stand it any longer.
She spotted the theatre ahead, and silently prayed that the day would go well. She paid the driver when he stopped, smiling at him, as she stepped onto the curb. It was just as she'd imagined. Of course, she'd seen the theatre before, but being here felt right, felt like coming home. She absently hummed the tune to the song; "As If We Never Said Goodbye." It was one of her favourite songs, and she felt it suited the occasion. She quickly walked inside, smiling as she saw posters from former productions on the wall. She wasn't sure where she was meant to go, so she continued along the hallway, until she reached the main part of the theatre. There were people up at the stage, so she stood and watched, leaning against the wall. She was a little early after all, and there was a possibility that she was in the wrong part of the building. She knew most pf her lines already, but she took out her script anyway, running through her lines.