Pursuit of Orlinia - TS Cinematic Audiobooks

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Pursuit of Orlinia

Genre: Adventure, Romance, Drama
Story Summary

    Shackled to his own world of fame and fortune, Skyliner CEO and founder, Antony Caracalla, has all a man could want. Hailed as the “Silver Prince” of his home city, Orlinia, Antony finds himself surrounded by people who seek only to gain his favor and never his friendship. Even as a murder scandle involving the cities own mayor threatens to tarnish his reputation, Antony cannot help but try to sabotage his life with high flying thrills, careless bets, and risky business investments (including hiring the cities biggest mob lord, Duke Sprit) seeking freedom of his own bonds. But when Antony’s only true friend and Vice President, Noal Wilde, makes a bet with him that he can’t survive three days in the city's lower slums (the Quarter), Antony cannot help but seek the chance to prove his friend wrong.

    Upon arriving in the all but forgotten world below the city's high life, Antony meets a young woman, seemingly with no name or knowledge of who he is, who changes his views on the city forever. A woman, nicknamed Robin, who cannot help but see optimism in her grey and dreary world through her own colorful sidewalk murals and acts of kindness towards others in need. As Antony’s nameless guide leads him through Orlinia’s world of abandoned citizens, his eyes and heart are suddenly opened to the lives he has carelessly ruined with his greed, changing him forever.

    Having fallen in love with “the Quarter’s Colorful Songbird," Antony is suddenly dragged away from her arms and back to his life as an aristocrat, leading him on a journey to find the woman he loves once more. All the while, his nameless princess sets out on her own eye opening adventure, seeking to return to the man whom she now sees only for who he truly is and not for what he has. Yet the greedy and powerful within Orlinia’s nobility threatens to destroy their happy reunion, as Antony is ready to give up his fame and fortune in exchange for finding his lost fairytale princess while righting his wrongs.


About the Project

    TS Audiobooks focus on bringing stories to life through the magic of audio. Through the combined efforts of voice actors and audio engineering, stories are created with the immersiveness of a Hollywood film while allowing the listeners to fill in the visuals with imagination that goes beyond the big screen. Each character in the story is performed by an individual voice actor, with a narrator filling in the details alongside an array of high quality sound effects and emotionally engaging musical scores.

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Voice Actor
Voice Actor
Narrator (Male)
closed
Paid: Per Hour 25 USD
cast offsite

Throughout the story, the readers point of view transitions between that of our main characters, Antony and Robin. In order to best represent this transition auditory, the audiobook narrations will be shared between two voices; one male representing Antony, and one female representing Robin. The narrator role calls for clear pronunciation, drawing attention to the drama and suspense through certain pauses and presentations, and the ability to read long, lengthy paragraphs with ease.

  • (Standard Narration)

    Narrator:

    Four - May 5, 2187. The snow fall reflected a foggy warm glow of the city outside of Antony’s home windows. His mansion sat firmly planted along the highest slope outside of Orlinia, with a beautiful view of the city blocking out the sight of the lower Quarter. Antony sat in his bedroom at the foot of his bed, staring out the window at the city, like a lord over his kingdom from afar. He was Orlinia’s silver prince, proclaimed as the one who brought the city out of the darkness and into a new era as the grand capital of the western world.

    He felt the world at his fingertips each day. He felt he was in his prime. He felt powerful. He felt wealthy.

    He felt… alone.

    Antony could hear his usual house guests chatter among themselves downstairs through the door. He had no privacy anymore, even in his own home. His mansion had become a common ground for his supposed friends and associates, each coming by every night to show their gratitude towards Orlinia’s noblest member. Only deep down, Antony knew each of them was only seeking his favor, and never his friendship.

    When his home wasn’t filled with guests, there were workers. Gardeners tending to his lawn. Maids cleaning each room in his house. Technicians working on updating his home with the latest technology.

    His home was never vacant, forcing him to retreat to his bedroom each night to seek solitude. All he wanted was a moment to himself, one which would last for more than a second—but they never lasted long.

    Antony reached over and grabbed his old clarinet off the bed. He attached the reed to the end and twisted the joints into place. He wetted the reed, took a deep breath, and played softly to himself in the dimly lit bedroom, enjoying his moment.

    The bedroom door opened, filling the room with the busy noise of Antony’s guests enjoying their evening under his roof of hospitality. Antony continued to play as the door shut, closing his eyes, knowing his moment was already gone.

  • (Suspenseful Narration)

    Narrator:

    Antony stared at Duke as he stared back. They remained at a draw, locked on each other’s eyes waiting for the other to flinch. Their own rule of business was in play. The winds slowly began to pick up. The elevator gently began to sway in the strong breeze. Antony listened as the elevator began to creak and groan gently beneath his feet, keeping his eyes on Duke.

     

    SFX:

    (Creak and groan of metal. Wind sounds.)

     

    Antony:

    I already told you my answer.

     

    Narrator:

    Antony took in a long breath.

     

    Antony:

    You’ll never see this elevator climb any higher.

     

    Narrator:

    A loud and aching scream erupted from below everyone’s feet. The platform started to fall along the cable. Antony watched as Tommy lowered his gun and turned around in a panic to grab hold of Antony’s car door. He looked over to see Duke stumble backwards and slam his back against the outer railing. Dawson released his grip on Robin to reach back and grab hold of the railing. Robin let out a frightened scream and latched onto Dawson’s leg.

Voice Actor
Voice Actor
Narrator (Female)
closed
Paid: Per Hour 25 USD
Role assigned to: ErinNicoleLundquist

Throughout the story, the readers point of view transitions between that of our main characters, Antony and Robin. In order to best represent this transition auditorily, the audiobook narrations will be shared between two voices; one male representing Antony, and one female representing Robin. The narrator role calls for clear pronunciation, drawing attention to the drama and suspense through certain pauses and presentations, and the ability to read long, lengthy paragraphs with ease.

  • (Standard Narration)

    Narrator:

    Robin ran through the empty upper floors of the Skyliner offices, holding a collection of manila folders in her arms. She frantically placed a folder on each desk she passed, one-by-one, keeping a close eye on the time each time she passed the elevator clock when she changed floors. Just as she finished her timed race through the eighteenth floor, the first small wave of employees arrived. Robin stopped to take a quick breath, placing the last file down in the drop box at the office door near the elevators, feeling worthy of a gold or silver medal. But her relay race was far from over. A woman wearing a fine purple dress with a silver necklace approached the office and unlocked the door. Robin smiled at her, still trying to catch her breath. The woman smiled back and took the files from the drop box.

     

    SFX:

    (Sound of door unlocking.)

     

    Woman:

    Oh, thank you very much.

     

    Narrator:

    The woman said, entering into the office. Robin nodded in acknowledgment. The woman stopped in the doorway and stepped back out for a moment.

     

    Woman:

    Oh, and can I get a raspberry bagel with a tall hazelnut coffee from the cafeteria?

     

    Robin:

    (tired, but gracious)

    Uh, sure.

     

    Narrator:

    Robin replied, graciously.

  • (Suspenseful Narration)

    Antony:

    “Go!”


    Narrator: 

    Tony shouted at her, waving her towards the door, dropping the end of the broken clarinet.

    Robin sprinted towards the door with Tony chasing after her. She glanced back to see Leather roll over, a trail of blood dripping from his forehead, and grab Tony by the ankle. Tony stumbled to the floor with a heavy thud. Robin turned around. Tony looked up at her from the ground.

     

    Antony:

    “Go! Just run! I’ll find you!”

     

    Narrator:

    he shouted at her.

    Robin hesitated. She felt her heart racing in her chest, wishing not to leave Tony’s side.

    Tony planted his boot across the gunman’s face and looked back at Robin.

     

    Antony:

    “GO!”

     

    Narrator:

    he shouted once more.

    Robin turned back around and ran from the exhibit towards the stairs. She could still hear Tony struggling to break free.

Voice Actor
Voice Actor
Antony Caracalla - (Male/Main Character)
closed
Paid: Per Hour 25 USD
cast offsite

Character/Voice: Bold, Confident, Mid-tone

About:

Self-made CEO and Founder of Skyliner Industries, Antony Caracalla is charismatic and confident is all things. A pioneer of commercial space exploration and commercial science, Antony has been proclaimed “Orlinia’s Silver Prince” by international tabloids for his wealth and power. While wearing an ongoing mask of success however, Antony’s true self is riddled with loneliness and heartache. Even with the deepest pockets in the city, Antony cannot escape his prison of power as visitors come and go seeking favors, while the only one who holds the keys to his freedom is someone seeking to be with him for himself and not his money or fame.

  • 1. (In the following scene, Antony and Robin are returning from the day's events in the city slums, as Antony opens up to Robin about his own heartache and loneliness. Antony speaks from the heart for the first time.)

    Antony:

    “For a time, I used to have a dream. Not anymore, though.”

     

    Robin:

    “But what was it like? You know, living up there? Having your dream start to become a reality.”

     

    Narrator:

    Robin pointed up towards the upper city skyline.

    Antony glanced up at the towering city above. He thought back on every moment he had ever spent, surrounded by celebrities, wealthy business partners, and politicians, only to come to the same conclusion as always.

     

    Antony:

     “It was lonely...,”

     

    Narrator:

    he said, then walked on.

    Robin chased after him. The two of them squeezed their way through the crowded streets, parting sides from one another. Robin worked her way back towards Antony, maintaining the same fixed expression of confusion.

    Robin stepped closer to his side.

     

    Robin:

    “Lonely? In a world like that, how could you be lonely?”

     

    Antony:

    “The more money I obtained, the lonelier I got. People came at me from all sides, acting friendly or kind. Always pretending they wanted to be my friend for the sake of being friends. But they’d never admit my friendship wasn’t what they really wanted. I started to realize that after a while. I couldn’t speak my mind or open up to anyone without rumors, because all they wanted from me was my money or influence. I had hundreds of friends, but not one of them really cared about me for me. The only person I was able to trust was my oldest friend who knew me before I gained my wealth.”

  • 2. (The following scene is between Antony and his friend/VP Noal as he arrives for a business meeting late and recklessly, expressing his smug, confident, and careless mentality at the beginning of the story.)

    Noal:

    “What’s the point in paying two million a month for the city’s best personal security if all it takes to kill you is a high-speed collision of your own doing? If it’s that easy, I should have the honor.”

     

    Narrator:

    Antony turned off his motorcycle and placed the helmet on the seat.

     

    Antony:

    “Because, my VP wanted me to have them. He’s overprotective and paranoid. So much so, I might just start calling him Mom,”

     

    Narrator:

    Antony replied.

    Noal pointed at him with one finger.

     

    Noal:

    “You know that’s not funny, Antony. If something happens to you, a lot of people lose their jobs.”

     

    Antony:

    “You mean besides you?”

     

    Narrator:

    Antony replied, handing his helmet to him as he stepped away from his motorcycle.

     

    Noal:

    “Especially me,”

     

    Narrator:

    Noal replied, passing the helmet back to him. He was in no mood for any of Antony’s usual games or playful jokes.

    Antony snickered and handed his helmet to Derek.

     

    Antony:

    “Thanks, Dustin.”

     

    Noal:

    “His name’s Derek. Not like he’s been driving you for two years now,”

     

    Narrator:

    Noal replied, shaking his head.

     

    Antony:

    “That’s what I said, didn’t I? Derek, David, Dean. A name’s just a name. Who really cares about names anyway when mine’s the most important in the room?”

Voice Actor
Voice Actor
Robin - (Female/Main Character)
closed
Paid: Per Hour 25 USD
cast offsite

Character/Voice: Optimistic, Sweet, Confident, Mid-tone

About: 

Nicknamed “the Quater’s Colorful Songbird” for her colorful hairstyle, vibrant chalk murals, and lofty bird-like mindset, Robin is a woman with untarnished optimism. Following the heartbreaking death of her parents as a child, Robin became a street urchin who refuses to let the past determine her future. Keeping her eyes looking up towards Orlinia’s high life, Robin holds on to the dream of stepping out of the shadows and into the sun while being a positive influence for only seeing people for the people they are inside and never the outside.

  • (The following scene is shared between our two main characters as Robin leads Antony on a mission to steal a meal from one of the city's corrupt businesses, meant to demonstrate Robin’s optimism and pure hearted nature.)


    Antony:

    “Why did you leave me with your bag earlier?”

     

    Narrator:

    asked Antony.

     

    Robin:

    “Cause, you were just sitting there,”

     

    Narrator:

    the woman replied.

     

    Antony:

    “No, I mean, why? You weren’t even worried I would run off with it? I could have easily taken it and sold your stuff to someone.”

     

    Narrator:

    The woman glanced over to her right at Antony.

     

    Robin:

    “You seemed trustworthy. Why? Was I wrong?”

     

    Narrator:

    Antony began stumbling over his own words.

     

    Antony:

    “Yes. I mean, no. I mean, I am trustworthy. I try to be. Or at least I hope I am. I don’t know. You’re confusing me.”

     

    Narrator:

    The woman snickered.

     

    Robin:

     “I think you’re confusing yourself.”

     

    Narrator:

    The woman climbed out through a large open hole in the back of the building and waited for Antony to follow.

     

    Robin:

    “You didn’t run off with my bag, so obviously I put my trust in safe hands. Besides, you seemed like a sweet guy just trying to make it, so I had faith in you.”

     

    Narrator:

    Antony climbed down through the rubble, using one hand to brace himself against the crumbling stone wall, and the other to hold his clarinet.

     

    Antony:

    “That’s not the point. You weren’t even worried at least a little?”

     

    Robin:

    “Nope. Not really. That’s one of the best parts about having nothing. If you already have nothing, you can’t lose anything. Even if you did run away with my bag, I’d just find another. You may have even given me the chance to find an even better bag.”

  • (The following scene is between Robin and our main antagonist, Duke Sprit. In this scene, Robin has finally found her way back to Antony after a long and difficult journey, only for him to reject and cast her out, only for her to share her woes and heartbreak with a stranger and unknowingly put her own life at risk.  This scene is meant to be a demonstration of your ability to capture Robin’s genuine heartbreak with believability.)


    Antony:

    (shouting)

    Get her out of here!

     

    Narrator:

    He shouted violently.

     

    Robin:

    (still scared)

    Aaa…Antony.

     

    Narrator:

    Said the woman again.

     

    Antony:

    (screaming)

    OUT!

     

    Narrator:

    Antony hollered again, his face still turned to the window. Robin’s heart shattered to grains of sand. She dropped the papers in her hands on the floor. Noal turned and extended a hand out ushering her out of the room.

     

    Noal:

    (gently)

    Come on.

     

    Narrator:

    Noal whispered to her. Robin slowly turned around with a horrified stare. She shuffled her way towards the office door, trying her best not to break down and start sobbing openly.

    Noal held the door open for her. She looked back to see Antony still gazing out the window with a hateful look on his face. Robin stepped out of the office. She turned back to see Noal offer her a sympathetic stare.

     

    Noal:

    I’m sorry.

     

    Narrator:

    He said to her before closing the door.  Robin turned around and slowly began walking back towards the double doors. She passed through them in a trance of pained agony and walked back towards the elevators. The man in the dark gray suit from earlier stood at the elevator doors, still talking to someone on the phone.

     

    Duke:

    We’ll find a way to break him. Just bring the car around to the front.

     

    Narrator:

    The man said into the phone before hanging up. The man waited at the elevators as Robin stopped and stood next to him. He glanced over at her, undoubtedly seeing the vacant and broken expression on her face. The elevator doors opened. Robin stepped in with the him. She waited till the doors closed before the dam holding back the tears of her bleeding heart began to give way.  She slowly began to sob.

     

    SFX:

    (Elevator doors opening, closing.)

     

    Robin:

    (Softy sobbing)

     

    Duke:

    Are you alright, ma’am?

     

    Narrator:

    Asked the man. Robin wiped her eyes with her dress. Duke stood by, disgusted as the woman next to him began openly weeping. He rolled his eyes and wrapped his arm around her, trying to console her.

     

    Duke:

    What’s wrong?

     

    Narrator:

    Robin lifted her head up.

     

    Robin:

    (crying, heartbroken)

    He...doesn’t…care anymore.

     

    Narrator:

    The man raised an eyebrow in suspicion.

     

    Duke:

    (suspicious)

    Who?

     

    Robin:

    Antony…

     

    Narrator:

    Robin replied, trying to compose herself.

     

    Duke:

    I’m sure that’s not true. Come now. Tell me the whole story.

     

    Narrator:

    Robin began to ramble to the stranger offering her a small amount of compassion, unable to keep it all to herself anymore.

     

    Robin:

    (sniffling)

    We met down in the Quarter, a few weeks ago, but…we got separated. So…I came up here trying to get a chance to see him, but…

     

    Narrator:

    Robin began to sob again.

     

    Robin:

    (sobbing)

    He doesn’t care anymore...

Voice Actor
Voice Actor
Noal Wilde - (Male/Supporting Role)
closed
Paid: Per Hour 20 USD
cast offsite

Character/Voice: Stern, Strategic, Realist, Sarcastic, Low to Mid-tone

About:  While Antony Caracalla acts reckless with his fame and fortune, Noal Wilde is his safety net. Vice President of Skyliner Industries and Antony’s oldest, and only true friend, Noal is loyal and hardworking. The narrator both at the beginning and ending of our story, Noal continues to follow Antony into hell and beyond, all the while being a realist in terms of he and his friends' billion dollar business.

  • Narrator:

    Derek, one of Antony’s bodyguards, dressed in a black and white pressed suit, stepped out from the driver’s seat and stood by the car with his hands crossed at his waist. Noal waited for him to open the passenger door. Derek stood by. The other two bodyguards that had pulled up in another black armored car hopped out. They brushed their sleeves and stood at attention.

     

    Noal:

    (Annoyed)

    “He’s not in there, is he?”

     

    Derek:

    “Sorry, sir,”

     

    Narrator:

    Derek replied, shaking his head side to side.

    Noal snickered to himself with an irritated look.

     

    Noal:

    (Aggravated)

    “If he doesn’t get in with you next time, tie him up and throw him in the car,”

     

    Narrator:

    Noal replied, sounding aggravated.

    The rev of a motorcycle echoed from down the street a few blocks away. A black motorcycle sped past the office building at high speed. Noal watched the driver dodge and weave his way through traffic wildly. The rider turned back around in the middle of street, forcing the river of traffic to screech to a sudden stop.

    Noal glared over at the Derek.

     

    Noal:

    “If he kills himself on your time, I won’t hold it against any of you, just so we’re clear.”

     

    Narrator:

    The motorcycle swayed sideways around the armored cars and slid to a stop in front of Noal along the curb. The rider wore a black and white helmet over a charcoal black suit and tie. Noal walked over to the rider as he removed his helmet, revealing his short beige blonde hair and fine trimmed beard.

     

    Noal:

    “Indulge me, please,”

     

    Narrator:

    Noal said.

     

    Noal:

    “What’s the point in paying two million a month for the city’s best personal security if all it takes to kill you is a high-speed collision of your own doing? If it’s that easy, I should have the honor.”

     

    Narrator:

    Antony turned off his motorcycle and placed the helmet on the seat.

     

    Antony:

    “Because, my VP wanted me to have them. He’s overprotective and paranoid. So much so, I might just start calling him Mom,”

     

    Narrator:

    Antony replied.

    Noal pointed at him with one finger.

     

    Noal:

    “You know that’s not funny, Antony. If something happens to you, a lot of people lose their jobs.” 

      

    Antony:

    “You mean besides you?”

     

    Narrator:

    Antony replied, handing his helmet to him as he stepped away from his motorcycle.

     

    Noal:

    “Especially me,”

Voice Actor
Voice Actor
Duke Sprit - (Male/Antagonist Role)
closed
Paid: Per Hour 20 USD
cast offsite

Character/Voice: Low Tone, Assertive, Sly

About: While Antony Caracalla is considered Orlinia’s “Silver Prince,” Duke Sprit is the underground king. A corrupt businessman and shadowy figure, Duke Sprit is nothing short of your average mob lord; ruthless, manipulative, and power hungry. When Antony's secret love with Robin is discovered, Duke’s own motives truely come to light seeing an opportunity to ransom Antony’s heart.

  • Narrator:

    Antony leaned back in his chair as the meeting droned on, letting Noal do all the talking as he stared across the table at Duke. Duke sat at the other end of the table between his accountants with his attention focused on Noal. He kept a serious face, with his hands tucked in front of him, twiddling his fingers as he listened. Antony refused to take his eyes off him, knowing the moment he did, Orlinia’s kingpin would think him spineless and consider him weak at the knees.

     

    Duke had established one of the modern rules of business the moment Antony walked in for their meeting. An unspoken rule within the thriving business world of the upper city. A challenge Antony gladly accepted; if Duke made eye contact with him during their meeting, he would be obligated to do business with him.

     

    Antony leaned forward and knocked on the table a few times. Duke glanced over at Antony’s tie, seeing he was still watching, obviously aware Antony was trying to provoke him into looking at him. He sneered under his gray mustache in amusement. Antony sneered back, sensing he was close to folding.

     

    Noal:

    “You see, Mr. Sprit, our books are as clean as we can make them without drawing suspicion, but there’s still some frayed ends we need to deal with before the trial. Here’s what records we do have that need cleaned,”

     

    Narrator:

    said Noal going through the paperwork on the table in front of him. He slid the papers over towards Duke expecting him to read them.

     

    Duke:

    “You misunderstand the nature of business, Mr. Wilde. The nature of business comes from the ties and connections between people and their associates. Not numbers and reports.”

     

    Narrator:

    Antony worked up a fake cough, using the conversation as his moment to strike.

    Duke glanced over at him without control and made eye contact. He closed his eyes for a brief second with a sly grin on his face before turning his attention back to Noal, clearly amused by Antony’s persistence which had led him to victory. Antony laid back in his seat with a smug grin.

     

    He had won.

     

    Noal pulled the papers back towards him.

     

    Noal:

    “With all due respect, sir, I understand that, but I didn’t spend all my years at MIT just making connections. I read the world in numbers, and so will the judge. When we step into that courtroom, we’ll need to have the pen on our side as well as the sword.”

     

    Narrator:

    Antony glanced up at the clock projected on the conference room wall. Noal still had a minute left.

     

    Duke:

    “College is a waste of time in many ways, Mr. Wilde. Dreamers who have been drawn into promises of success, only to leave just as blind as the day they arrived. The way I see it, if it wasn’t for your long friendship with Mr. Caracalla, you wouldn’t be sitting in this room. My business is in managing those connections, and using them to not only help myself, but those who are looking to help themselves. That’s the true nature of business,”

     

    Narrator:

    Duke said.

    Antony watched Noal glance over at him. He nodded with some sense of agreement. Noal shook his head at him.

    Duke fiddled with his tie.

     

    Duke:

    “If I’m going to make a new relationship with someone, I prefer to gain something in return.”

Voice Actor
Voice Actor
Supporting Roles - (Various Male and Female)
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Paid: Per Hour 15 USD
cast offsite

About: The story calls for a wide variety of voices and characters, both young and old. Auditions for these roles will be more based on demo reels over submitted auditions. 

  • Mayor Clash - (Male) - A corrupt mayor centered on Orlinia’s biggest murder trial of the century.

    Narrator:

    The back door near the kitchen opened. A cold draft of air blew in from outside. Clash walked in with his coat collar turned up in an effort to conceal his face. He entered the private dining room and stared down at the broken dish fragments at the base of the door as the manager swept them into a dustpan.

    Clash shook the snow from his coat and placed it on the chair at the end of the table. He sat down with a panicked look on his face, rubbing away what little gray hair remained on the top of his bald head. He spoke with Antony, clearly worried and for good reason.

     

    Clash:

    (Shaking the chill and snow off, Anxious/Nervous)

    “Thank you for seeing me last minute,”

     

    Narrator:

     said Clash, shaking from the chill and worry from head to toe.

     

    Clash:

    (Anxious/Nervous)

    “Look I—”

     

    Narrator:

    Antony raised his hand, forcing Clash to wait until the manager had left.

     

    Manager:

    “Good evening, Mr. Mayor. Could I get you something to drink?”

     

    Clash:

    (Anxious/Nervous)

    “Double shot of scotch on the rocks, please,”

     

    Narrator:

    Clash replied, seemingly doing his best not to lock eyes with the manager.

    The manager glanced over at Noal. Noal shook his head, informing him he didn’t want anything. The manager turned back around and walked out of the room, leaving the three gentlemen to discuss their delicate business in private.

     

    Clash:

    “Look, I didn’t mean to get Sierra, nor you involved in this. She wasn’t there on business as one of your board members,”

  • Macy/Missy - (Female) - A nightclub manager and director with an assertive and outspoken attitude 


    Mousel:

    “Give her a bath and a place along with the other girls upstairs,” 


    Narrator:

    Madam Mousel said.

    Robin’s eyes bounced back and forth between the two women. 


    Robin:

    “That’s not necessary. I really couldn’t. I can’t even dance.”


    Macy:

    “Who ever said anything about dancing?” 


    Narrator:

    replied the director, giving Robin another look with her pointed eyebrows.

    Robin felt completely lost, but at the same time she had never been sure of where she was.


    Mousel:

    “As I said before, dear, it’s all on me,” 


    Narrator:

    Madam Mousel replied. She then turned her back and began walking back through the restaurant towards the door.

    Robin watched Madam Mousel leave, then turned her attention back to the director standing before her.


    Macy:

    “You have a name?” 


    Robin:

    “Robin. A few of my friends back home call me Bird,” 


    Macy:

    “I’m Macy, but just call me Missy.”


    Robin:

    “Who was that? Does she own this hotel?” 


    Macy:

    “Madam Mousel (M-o-sell)? No, but she’s probably close though. Give her long enough, and she might. I guess you could call her a saint dressed in black, if there even was such a title. She’s the theater owner and hotel manager,”


    Robin:

    “Is she known for picking up strangers off the street very often?”


    Macy:

    “Only when she sees something of worth. Obviously, she sees some in you, otherwise she would have just left you out in the snow. So, count your blessings.”

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