[The theater, in all respects, is somewhat similar to this.]
Things around the theater was business as usual, both in the secretive reality of it and in the oh-so-apparent "truth," of it. Nearly every seat in the audience was filled and, in moments, a show would begin. At the very same time, other residents of the theater were out to preform their duties. In this case, they were after a wealthy man that had attempted unspeakable things to Aros' darling daughter, Suicide. Her fiance, Ziede, was none to happy about it and, thus, he, Aros, Sucide and a few others were out for sweet revenge. They would both dispose of the man, all of his house keepers and all of his guards, then they would collect a sufficient amount of his things, until Suicide and Ziede felt that their revenge was complete.
Even being short handed would not stop the play. St. Darek had sent his well wishes with the lot of them, not as spiteful as the rest, but just as upset that anyone even dared to treat his sister in such a manner. He would not join them, but he would certainly cover for them in all the ways that he could. Lady Luck must have been on his side, for he was cast in a major role while they had only chosen a temporary actress for his co-star. The roles that the others left open were only minor and easy to fill with temps or other members of the theatrical mafia that hadn't been cast or weren't normally cast at all. It left them short handed in the back, but it was a sacrifice he was willing to make.
As the sun finally set, the lights of the theater went down and all the voices of the audience hushed. The prologue was recited,
"Two households, both alike in dignity,
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes
A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;
Whole misadventured piteous overthrows
Do with their death bury their parents' strife.
The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love,
And the continuance of their parents' rage,
Which, but their children's end, nought could remove,
Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage;
The which if you with patient ears attend,
What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend."
The curtains pulled back and and the the tale of two star-crossed lovers, Romeo and Juliet, came alive on the stage, with Darek playing Romeo.