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Action: 2238 Stephens Road and around

(There's a package with Figaro's name on it on the doorstep. Confused enough by the sudden revival of the town (he's pretty much convinced that it's sorcery), he opens the parcel. Housemates and nearby neighbors will hear his high C of joy and triumph ring out throughout the house as he dances around his garden. He's hugging a pair of scissors to his chest as he sings out the following verse:)

Ah, bravo Figaro!
Bravo, bravissimo!
Fortunatissimo per verità!

Action: Barbershop

(And not too soon, for after he's regained his barber kit from home he gets an angry call demanding his presence at the local barbershop. Today there's a new barber in town Mayfield! And he'll happily sing and chat to you as he gives you the latest hairdo to make you look your best!

...too bad the latest hairdo for him is in the 18th century style, so don't be too upset if men end up with something likethis. Feel free to rant, rage and chase Figaro up and down Mayfield if you want.

He'll also happily greet his new colleagues at work!)

Action: Grocery store
(Figaro is searching for some ingredients to bake some Spanish Christmas cookies. People around will hear him hum and sing snatches of Spanish/Italian Christmas carols as he does so. Or you may catch him looking a bit annoyed as he searches for illusive pig lard. Yes, pig lard.)

2238 Stevens Road

Date: 2011-12-12 11:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
[By the way, his daughter turned into an elf sometime around the same time. She looks out the front door to stare at him when he bursts into song. She's not going to complain since he's outside but... so noticeable, dad, geez.] that a good song? [It sure sounds happier than when he showed up.]

Date: 2011-12-13 01:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
(Unfortunately Naal, your dad is a bit of a attention-seeker.)

I'm not singing, but I very well might just bu-

(After he finally notices her new appearance, he just freezes. After a five seconds of staring, he suddenly runs towards her, concerned.)

Maria, what happened to you!!?? Is this some skin disease? Come come, I must go prepare the leeches, and we'll get you fixed up.

Date: 2011-12-13 03:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
[They are just opposites that way.]

No... [She takes a step back.] I am the same as Sanguinius. This is my normal appearance.

Date: 2011-12-13 03:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
(Opposites can go well together, right? RIGHT?)

I am afraid I do not know what or who is...Sanguinius. But are you sure you are well? I can always arrange something for you.

Date: 2011-12-13 03:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
He is our neighbor. He is about twice your height and has wings. [She feels that that is sufficient description for her purposes.]

I do not need any leeches. [And she has no idea how they are involved in medical practice. Though she might eat them.]

Date: 2011-12-13 02:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Cielo! I have an angel as a neighbor!? But chiquita, if you are like him, where are your wings then?

And the leeches are for your health. Otherwise, how will we get all that infected blood out of you? Yes, the treatment may hurt, but it is good for you in the long run.

Date: 2011-12-15 09:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I do not have wings. But I am not a human either. And you may not draw my blood.

Date: 2011-12-16 04:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
If you are not human, then what are you? The drawing is for your benefit, you know. Just to get the infection out, in case it festers.

Date: 2011-12-20 11:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Drowolath. I do not know what the humans call us. And I am not... [Well, she cannot truthfully say she is not infected, but] ...diseased.

Date: 2011-12-20 11:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
If you are sure...but if you do start to feel sick, come see me, chiquita. I know more than leeches when it comes to treating ill people.

Seeing as I've just gotten back my scissors...would you like a haircut? I'm Seville's finest, and I can give you a do that would have the ragazzi swooning over you. For free, of course.

(There is a slightly manic gleam in his eyes as he experimentally snips the air around him. He is either very passionate on his work, or a slight lunatic. Take your pick Naal.)

Grocery Store

Date: 2011-12-12 04:08 pm (UTC)
kinship: (Abel y u so dumb)
From: [personal profile] kinship
[Cain was just running in and out to buy some milk, when he spotted the older man looking a bit lost and annoyed.]

Excuse me, sir? Are you alright?

Date: 2011-12-13 12:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

Yes, I am fine. The only thing that is not fine is that there is no pig lard sold here. I do not understand; this whole town is supposed to be the future, but they do not stock basic groceries! What is the world coming to?

Date: 2011-12-13 01:41 am (UTC)
kinship: (Default)
From: [personal profile] kinship
...Pig lard?!

I can't say I've ever heard of anyone using that for cooking, but they might have some ordinary lard.

Date: 2011-12-13 01:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Yes, pig lard.

(He sounds rather cross and throws his arm out dramatically.)

You can't just use ANY lard! They're not called mantecados for no reason! It is the pig lard that gives it its flavor! To pick anything else would be an insult to any Spaniard, and to the recipe itself!

(He's going to ramble and rant in a weird misture of Italian and Spanish now. Don't worry, he's not mad at you, just mad at the town.)

Date: 2011-12-13 01:59 am (UTC)
kinship: (If you say so)
From: [personal profile] kinship
[Cain just... blinks at this rather odd man, slightly amused although he's trying not to show it.]

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cause offence. Why not try the butcher's?

Date: 2011-12-13 03:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Well, I was told that these..."grocery stores" (he still has trouble with some of the terminology of the 1950s) was the place to go to for basic food purchases. Something as common as pig's lard SHOULD be here, especially so near Christmas!

But I suppose I will have to try the butcher's then. Thank you signore for your help. I am still getting used to this town and its strange names; I assure you that normally, I am not this clueless.

Date: 2011-12-13 03:56 am (UTC)
kinship: (Future Major)
From: [personal profile] kinship
Don't worry, there's nothing to apologise for.

I really hope you find your pig's lard at the butcher's shop.

Date: 2011-12-13 02:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Grazie signore. I really do hope so as well; it would be a sad Christmas if I did not have mantecados out.

Should you happen to be around my home, feel free to knock! I will happily sell you some; at a cheaper price of course, for your assistance, but don't tell anyone else!

(He whispers the last sentence conspiratorially. The sneaky businessman in Figaro recognises a gold mine when he sees one!)

Date: 2011-12-13 06:11 pm (UTC)
kinship: (Elementary my dear Watson)
From: [personal profile] kinship
[Cain can't imagine anyone wanting to go and buy pig's lard, even if it was cheap, but he doesn't want to offend Figaro.]

I'll definitely remember that, it's very kind of you. Thank you.

2238 Stephens

Date: 2011-12-12 06:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
[The paperboy is passing by to hear someone suddenly singing. In Italian.

Crowe speaks fluent Italian as well as English, so this is relevant to his interests. He walks over to see a guy clutching scissors.


have a gawking paperboy, Figaro.]

Date: 2011-12-13 12:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
(Figaro's on a roll now. He's just singing and dancing along. Eventually, he'll notice Crowe though, and greet him with a very cheerful:)

Buon Giorno! It's a wonderful day, isn't it?

Date: 2011-12-13 04:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
[Crowe can't help but smile at this. The guy was too happy. And, well, he could sure sing.]

Ah, buon giorno, sir. I suppose it is. Not often you hear someone so happy in this town, I have to admit.

Date: 2011-12-13 02:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Well, I am happy with good reason! I think the town has just sent me my first...ah, what was the word...that's right! A "regain". And it happened to be my barber kit from home!

(He displays the items proudly. There's a pair of scissors, a comb, a razor, a brush, a mirror, and some other items in there that any barber would have back in the 18th century.)

Date: 2011-12-14 04:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
[Crowe loves old fashioned stuff like that, thanks to growing up with antique thieves.]

O-Oh, those are very nice, sir. Do you work as a barber here in Mayfield, too?

Date: 2011-12-15 03:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

(Finally, someone who appreciates his scissors!)

Now that I have my barber kit, I suppose that is a sign that the town has finally recognized my skills and given me the job. Though the Barber of Mayfield will never have the same ring as El barbero de Sevilla!

(Sorry Crowe, he oscillates between Italian and Spanish, due to him being a Spanish character in an Italian opera.)

Date: 2011-12-15 04:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
[You're talking to the right guy in Mayfield. Besides speaking fluent English and Italian, Crowe speaks Spanish and German too. There's good reason he trips over his words all the time.

But he stares now, blinking in surprise. Did he just say... and he's singing operatically, and...]

El barbero de Sevilla... A-Ah, well, that's great! Mayfield's easier to deal with when you have your things from home.

Date: 2011-12-16 04:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Hmm? Have you heard of me before? Stupenda! So you are also from Seville then, signore? What is your name? Are you a traveller lodging at the inn? I know every face in Seville and your's is not one of them. But we can quickly remedy that now with some introductions, si?

(Figaro makes his trademark sweeping bow.)

I am Figaro, Il barbiere di Siviglia. A pleasure to make your acquaintance.

Date: 2011-12-16 08:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
O-Oh, no, I ah, I've visited but I'm not from there, no. Um. [Wow he did say Figaro. Wow. *Wow.*

Crowe switches to Italian now, which might be easier on Figaro.]
My name's Calleo Crowe. You, ah... Have you been in town long, sir?

Date: 2011-12-17 05:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
(Figaro blinks when he switches to Italian. In an effort to be friendly and gain a potential customer, he tries to converse in Italian. It's grammatically correct, but it definitely looks like he's not as fluent with it now then he was before.)

Ah, you are Italian then! Wonderful!! Which part of Italy are you from? And I have been here for about a month.

I do apologize for my Italian though, I do not speak the language well.

((OOC: Figaro's language is a bit complicated. He speaks in Italian and Spanish, but he thinks he's speaking ONLY in Spanish. He cannot speak Italian that well (or so he thinks), but he can understand it.))
From: [identity profile]
[Crowe chuckles, and switches to Spanish. He's not nearly as fluent in it as Italian, but he's decent enough, and his accent is okay.]

Spanish, then? I could always help you with your Italian. Ah, I spent part of my time growing up in Italy - Milan - but I was born in Ireland.

That makes Figaro's day!

Date: 2011-12-18 08:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
(Oh, Spanish? Figaro loves you already. It's been awhile since he's spoken his mother tongue, and God does he miss it.)

Hallelujah, finally! Someone who can speak Spanish! I like you already, signore Calleo!

You certainly have an interesting life story. Were you part of a travelling band?

Date: 2011-12-19 08:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
[Crowe grins. How can he not like this guy?]

Ah, no, my parents moved a lot, due to work. So I've lived in a few countries and visited most of western Europe.

Date: 2011-12-20 01:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
They were performers then? You must've picked up a bit of their trade then, signore Calleo. Care to show me what you can do?

Date: 2011-12-20 02:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
O-Oh, no, they deal in, um, antiques. I-I'm not much of a performer.

Date: 2011-12-21 01:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
((OOC: I don't know when the antique business started, but let's just say sometime later than the 1800s...sorry. OTL))

Antiques? Yet another contraption that appears in the future.

(Figaro shakes his head, slightly annoyed.)

It is very inconsiderate of our captors to kidnap me; not only am I abducted from my lovely Seville, I have become nothing short of the village idiot. All these new terms and objects drive me crazy.

(He throws his hand up in the arm, frustrated.)

Date: 2011-12-21 08:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
[[ooc - that's fine :P]]

Ah, well, see, I come from the year 2010, so this is the past to me. Um, what year are you from?

Date: 2011-12-22 01:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
The year of our Lord, 1772.

(He shrugs, looking slightly unhappy.)

As you can guess, it is a challenge for me to live here. My time is so far away from here.

Date: 2011-12-22 09:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
It must be such a huge adjustment. I can't even imagine it. Ah, but if you ever need any help, I can fill you in. It's closer to my time than yours, and plus I've been living here for a long time now.

Date: 2011-12-30 05:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Gracias, mi amigo. I am fortunate to have a lady living with me who seems to know how things work, but there are really only some things men can understand!

(Figaro laughs and claps Crowe on the back.)

2238 Stephens

Date: 2011-12-12 07:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
[Passing by and what the heck is going on here. Why is there a man dancing with scissors in a garden? his voice is pretty nice though]

Uh, yeah, good for you.

Date: 2011-12-13 12:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Ah, but signore!

(Figaro swoops over and latches an arm around him.)

It is not only good for me, no! It is good for the entire town! For I, Figaro, can now resume my duties as the factotum of...well, not Seville, seeing as I've been abducted here...

(Figaro's face falls for a moment, but he is nothing but positive, so in less than two seconds his face lights up here.)

Si! I get it now! I can be...the Barber of MAYFIELD instead!!


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