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May. 7th, 2013 10:04 amHonestly, she’d expected to be more nervous than she was. It had, after all, been over a year since she’d last been on a stage of any kind, and even longer since she’d had to truly audition for anything. But no matter what Miu-san might think, no director could be both as terrifying and exacting as her Lord had been, so Ren found herself approaching the audition with something close to genuine excitement. And that was what scared her, more than the audition. It was a huge risk she would be taking, assuming she got the role. Sato-san thought she was crazy for even thinking about it. He’s spent the better part of an hour lecturing her on how she was just setting herself up to be found again, that she was putting everyone at risk. As the eldest changeling in the Tokyo area, it was his job to be cautious, to try to keep everyone safe. But he understood how hard it had been for her to stay off the stage, especially as her double received a top star’s retirement in her place. And in the end, he’d lent her the money she’d asked for, as she’d known he would. She hated having to ask for it, but she needed new dance shoes for the audition.
“If you’re going to do this,” he’d grumbled, as he counted the yen out into her hand, “Make it worth it. If you fail, I’ll double your interest on this loan.”
She resisted the urge to laugh. Sato-san meant that after all - he never said something he didn’t mean. But it was the closest to a ‘good luck’ she could expect from the old man. Instead, she’d smiled, bowed, and thanked him profusely. She wouldn’t fail.
“If you’re going to do this,” he’d grumbled, as he counted the yen out into her hand, “Make it worth it. If you fail, I’ll double your interest on this loan.”
She resisted the urge to laugh. Sato-san meant that after all - he never said something he didn’t mean. But it was the closest to a ‘good luck’ she could expect from the old man. Instead, she’d smiled, bowed, and thanked him profusely. She wouldn’t fail.