G'Kar

G'Kar was there surprisingly early, thanks to the new store schedule.

He took the stage, script in hand and ran through his lines. His performance of the role for Leopoldo seems to be getting better with each passing week.

Bastiana had just overheard Mia and Vedette speaking of Baldovino and of course she cannot believe what she's just heard.

Amber, as Bastiana came forward after the two departed and declared with a loud voice though hushed as though she were afraid of being overheard, or perhaps caught. Her cheeks were also flushed at the knowledge, perhaps her pride being wounded as well.

"What fire is in mine ears? Can this be true? Stand I condemn'd for pride and scorn so much? Contempt, farewell! and maiden pride, adieu! No glory lives behind the back of such. And, Baldovino, love on; I will requite thee,
Taming my wild heart to thy loving hand: If thou dost love, my kindness shall incite thee to bind our loves up in a holy band for others say thou dost deserve, and I believe it better than reportingly."

[Free for any kind of interaction.]

After he'd done his scenes, G'Kar took a seat and watched his fellow cast members, occasionally making notes on his script copy.

Sitting....sitting was good. Cal was going to do a lot of that, with his crutches laid beside him while he gave his shins a few little, tentative massages. They were still sore as hell, and bruised like crazy, but he had that strange fascinating with bruises where, sometime,s you just couldn't help yourself in touching them and seeing how much they hurt...

Amber sat down by herself, script in her lap. She noticed Cal and his crutches but didn't really have anything good to say about that so she just decided that it would be best if she didn't say anything at all. Instead, she bent over her script and read it again. And then again after that.