Mathias

Roleplay Blog for Mathias Sterling (inspired by Mr. Mistofeles from Cats! the musical) Affiliated with MUSICALHQS

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kingofnxwyxrk​:

            to say JULIA was shocked by the doves was a bit of an understatement. she was merely taking a short cut on her way home from work when the birds came flying out of the alley next to her. a short high - pitched squeal escaped her lips in response. she looked around when she heard the voice, noticing the magician. her eyes darted between the birds and him; pointing a finger towards the doves as she spoke. “ i’m … i’m fine … but i assume those birds are yours ??? ”

“No—yes they are—were,” he began, all while nodding his head. Realizing this probably just made things more confusing, he paused to take a breath. “What I mean is, yeah, those were part of my act. But I might have to get new ones now, eheh...I don’t usually let them out in big spaces like this. It’s just, you see, I’m going to be performing in a slightly larger space than usual, so I couldn’t just practice in my apartment.” Was he oversharing at this point? Probably.

“A-anyway, my name is Mathias, what’s yours?” 

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thctgolden​:

tink was, naturally, on her way home from causing a little mayhem with slightly and a couple of the boys. short cuts were her thing because crowds certainly were not. so, she slipped into a side street, disappearing into the darkness and thinking she’d escaped from people for a few short moments. she was wrong, evidently. doves came zooming toward her, a small squeak of shock escaped her lips as she ducked away from them. “ what the fuck ! ” she exclaimed, running her hands over her unruly black curls. for a long moment, tilly stood in shock for a long moment, staring at the man before her. “ do you launch doves at every girl you meet, or am i special ? ”

“I-I’m sorry I...I didn’t mean to,” he stammered, getting more flustered by the second. It’s not like he expected her to be cheery about it, but he had apologized.  “It’s—you’re not—I mean I’m sure you are special but that’s not why I...” Wow, he really needed to quit while he was ahead. He also had to get better at recovering from mistakes like this; what if this had happened on stage? Well, maybe not this exactly, but something else going awry. He couldn’t fall apart like this. Mathias cleared his throat and stood up a bit straighter.

“I apologize for the inconvenience, m’am. Is there anything I can do to help?”

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smwgreen​:

He made it a goal to get out of his apartment more. There would be days where he would stay in the apartment and never leave. So the goal he set for himself was whenever he wanted to smoke a cigarette, he went outside to do it. Was to tough to get a route going, things became second nature to him. He dropped the butt on the ground and stepped on it with his foot. Heading back to his apartment, he was caught off guard by the flying white doves coming his way. “What the f-” he dodge them the best he could without hurting one of them. “I’ll survive. Did you release those birds? How?”

Once the doves had fully cleared, Mathias walked a bit closer to the man. While ‘I’ll survive’ wasn’t the most reassuring way to say one was alright, he’d take it.

“How did I...?” Mathias perked up.

“Well, magic actually!” He flourished the top hat in his hand. “Pulled em' right out of here~”  He popped the hat back on his head, even if it looked a bit ridiculous with the rest of his outfit being more casual. 

“I’m a magician—Mathias Sterling. Maybe you’ve heard of me?” It was a stretch, but it was worth a try, right? He’d performed in...a few cafes at least.

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sxmethingthere​:

Isabelle had been distracted by her most recent endeavour to wider her reading, Cosmos by Carl Sagan. It was meant to prompt her to answer the bigger questions in life, and contemplate her position in the universe and the way that it moved around her, and she was determined to try and get the most she could out of the book. Even just to say she’d read it, whether it had the appropriate impact on her was a moot point. The birds flying directly at her were not something she could plan for while attempting to read and walk - cars, pedestrians, all obstacles she could plan for, but birds? Caught her by surprise. “Oh mon dieu! Are- are they your birds?” She asked, her head turning to follow where they flew. “I’m okay, but are those birds going to come back? Did I ruin something?”

“Yeah—I mean they were. But no! No, it’s not your fault...I messed up.” OK, it was technically kind of her fault, but how was she supposed to know he was practicing here? “I was practicing a magic trick, that’s all.”

“At least one of the doves is probably going to come back,” he added, forcing a rather convincing smile. No used crying over a flock of birds, right? “Besides, I have other tricks for tonight.”  As if to illustrate this point, he reached into the top hat he was holding (very much in contrast to the rest of his casual outfit), and pulled out a small bouquet of flowers.

“See? Oh, I’m Mathias by the way. What’s your name?”

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indaylghts​:

      “ NO – DOVES ? YOU mean that’s what just flew at my face ? ” the actress exclaimed after finally having a second to catch her breath from the incident moments prior. the woman had mistaken the things for pigeons – those bastards always sat and bothered patrons at her work – and by extension, her. 

     “ it’s okay – but jesus, you did scare me, ” her nerves break into a small chuckle, crossing her arms over her chest, “ no – i’m not, i live close by. in this complex, actually. ”

“Yeah—what did you think they were?” Before she even had a chance to answer, Mathias remembered himself.

"Oh um—right, right I’m sorry I scared you. See, I was practicing a trick for my magic show later this week. But it didn’t uh...didn’t go exactly right.  I didn’t know anyone even went down this way...” Which was weird, considering he’d been here a while. Maybe he had to get out more?

“Which apartment are you in?”

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pcper-fcntcsy​:

Adam could not for the life of him remember if it was a left or a right to get back to the Baltimore building… Barbara had given him directions to get the the take-out place up the street, but he’d only gotten twisted around on his way back and the evening only got darker. And speaking of dark streets, as Adam heard a crash coming out of the alley-way next to him, he sprung to life, sheltering himself with his arms in case someone decided he was a good choice to mug tonight. When no mugging or threatnng  came however, Adam lifted one arm from his face to see the young man scrambling to his feet, “Oh? I- No, yes. Yes, I thought you were some kind of…” Okay, it was a little embarrassing to be scared of someone probably half your age, so Adam just stopped there, “Are you?”

The intital answer was a little confusing, but that was to be expected, he supposed. Relaxing a little, Mathias nodded.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Might need to get new doves, but it’s my own fault. Nothing to be gutted over.” While he wasn’t in full costume (thank goodness!), Mathias was wearing his top hat for a later part of the trick, and it suddenly hit him how strange that might look with his jeans and T-shirt. Snatching it off his head, he opened his mouth to try and explain...but then something else occured to him.

“Hold on...”

“....you thought I was some kind of what?”

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of-ncverlands​:

               THROUGHOUT THE moving process, he was surprised he didn’t feel the least angered, didn’t feel the urge to run and punch something. When it comes, a week after he’s settled, it’s a big one. It’s triggered by something so small and insignificant that he doesn’t even remember. Michael’s glad his sister is at work, she would be worried and the last thing he wants is to his family to find out about his anger issues, but he knows he can’t stay at home, otherwise most of the apartment will be broken in a few minutes. So, he walks out, mostly without a destination in mind. He doesn’t even see where his going, his eyes on the floor, seeing red the whole time. And then he turns right to an alley and three doves fly right to his face. “ Blimey! ” Taking a step back and protecting his face with his hands, Michael takes his time to recover from the scare as the birds fly away before realizing the other man. “ Oh fuck, man. Are you alright? ”

"Yeah, I’m—what?”  It’s not that he didn’t appreciate the concern, he just wasn’t expecting the man to ask if he was alright. 

“Y-yeah, yeah I’m fine, thanks, but I wasn’t the one who just got rushed by a flock of doves.” He did seem alright though, that was reassuring. Suddenly, Mathias was really wishing he hadn’t gone for a dress rehearsal; he must have looked very odd in a full tuxedo, holding a top hat, and standing alone in the middle of a deserted alley. He cleared his throat, placed the hat back on his head, and offered the man a smile.

“Just...practicing.”

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indaylghts​:

      THE WALK FROM work to her apartment of course takes her to behind the many buildings of mr. webber’s complex. it’s so out of the way, cathy grumbled to herself as she strolled through the alley next to the emerald building. she didn’t even notice the other person practicing a routine, until …

     “ oh my god – ! ” cathy gasped as a swarm of – pigeons – ? flew right in her direction, she threw her hands up in front of her face protectively. she barely heard the man’s question over the sounds of her panicked yells, “ oh my god, ” she repeated, lowering her arms cautiously as she looked around, “ what the hell was that ?! ”

“They’re doves! Oh wait you mean—it’s magic. I mean it’s an act but...” Maybe none of that was what she was even asking? She was probably just startled, and rightfully so.

“Sorry,” he said again. “I didn’t  mean to scare you. I didn’t know there was anyone here. Or anyone went through here...” In fact, did this alley go anywhere? It was possible, he wasn’t an expert on the area, but it still seemed a bit strange. “You’re not lost, are you?”

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defyingrcvity​:

           THE GUY IN the back alley had caught wendy’s attention – she could not really see what he was doing, but her curiosity was piqued. the girl was more curious than was probably good for her, but she couldn’t help it… there had always been a wandering spirit hidden inside of the girl, and the people she had surrounded her with when growing up had been a great help in finding an outlet for that girl. maybe that is why she did not hold back but instead, walked into the alley in order to find out what was going on. “ hi there ! “, the brunette spoke, loud enough for him to hear – until she was greeted by a bunch of doves flying in her direction. “ whoa ! “, wendy let out, ducking as a laugh fell from her lips. “ yeah, i’m fine ! don’t worry. “, she reassured the guy as she walked closer again. “ are those coming back or… ? “, the brunette asked as she pointed over her shoulder at the doves.

Mathias almost immediately relaxed into a smile when she said she was fine, both because he was genuinely relieved and because it was a go-to coping mechanism when flustered. Smiling when something went wrong was what you did on stage after all, right? 

“Quaxo might come back,” he replied with a little shrug. “But the rest...I might need to get more. It’s my own fault though.”  After a pause, he quickly added, “Quaxo is one of the doves. Cause he...you know. Kinda makes this quacking sound? It’s weird.”  Mathias defintely had some theories behind that, but this was neither the time or place to share. In fact, he was quickly realizing even the clarification on the name might have been a bit too much info.

“Uh...I’m Mathias! What’s your name?” Not the most graceful attempt at changing the subject, but he tried. 

[danceswithmeows]

It wasn’t easy to find a place to practice his larger-scale tricks. Most he could rehearse in his own apartment, but this one...this one required a bit more space.  It took a little searching, but finally, he found a back alley without a single other person. Or at least so he thought. Mid-way through the trick, Mathias heard footsteps. In his surprise, he jerked around, tripped over his own two feet, and sent three live doves soaring in the direction of the unsuspecting bystander.

“I’m sorry! Are you alright?”

[horrorgay]

I’m blue! It’s not my favorite color, but it’s cool.

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rosepetalsinmoonlight​:

She wasn’t quite sure what he was up to when he reached out towards her, but she didn’t have any time to become worried about it because suddenly he’d produced a beautiful flower from out of nowhere.  The delight was clear as day on her face.

“Flowers and magic?  This place is awesome~!”  She reached out to take the rose, admiring it.  "I hear roses can be a bit difficult to care for…But I am up for the challenge!“  Spotting some sunflowers, she picked one up, giving it a smell.  ”So are you a magician, or is it just a hobby~?“  She picked out a few flowers for a bouquet, not caring if they were the ones that were ‘supposed’ to go together.  Matthais might notice her go for whites, pinks, and yellows the most.  ”How’d you get into it?“

Mathias was pleased as punch with her reaction, positively grinning from ear to ear. He hadn’t actually expected her to keep the rose, but it was pleasant surprise, to be sure—he had plenty more for his show that night. He defintely noticed her gravitating toward some specific colors, but more than that, he noticed her less than traditional choices of flowers for her bouquet. He didn’t find that off-putting either though; no matter what his mother said, he thought bouquets were just like magic: there were safe staples, but to really wow a crowd, sometimes you had to think outside the box. Especially for someone as ambitious as her! Roses were not joke.

“It defintely started as a hobby,” he admitted, “back when my uncle took me to see some magicians at the local theater. It was incredible!” Even now, talking about it brought a special sort of twinkle to his eyes. “Creating something out of nothing...and making everyone smile? It was pretty much my dream, my calling. I do it professionally now!” He paused, his eager smile turning a bit more sheepish.  “Well, sort of. I guess I’m just performing at cafes and clubs right now.” Just as soon as it left, the eagerness the eagerness returned to his smile. “But one day, I wanna perform on the West End stage!” He hoped that didn’t sound too silly to her; he was serious, after all. 

“What about you? Do you have any interest in the theater?”

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rosepetalsinmoonlight​:

“No I’m okay too!  Thank you for catching me~”  With his guidance Victoria was standing up straight in no time.  She offered him a sweet and apologetic smile for his trouble.  Glancing on the floor behind her, she noticed the hose that she had tripped over and gentle nudged it out of the way with her foot.  With that bit of excitement passed them, Victoria noticed the irises he was carrying and perked up at the sight of them.

“Oh these are so beautiful~  You can tell the person that raised these really loves them~"  Somewhere behind Mathais, the cashier was looking very happy.  “Ah, do you work here?  I’m looking for flowers for my apartment.  What do you suggest?”    

“My pleasure!” 

Mathias brightened when she complemented the flowers. He loved his mom very much, and it made him happy whenever people noticed her hard work. 

“Well, I do work here sometimes.” He was listening to her request, of course, but for some reason he couldn’t stop staring at her either. What a beautiful smile! He could just point her to the some of the easier-to-care-for flowers, or better yet, to his mother (she was the expert), but all of a sudden, he wanted to impress her. And why not? And unexpecting audience is sometimes the best one.

“Well, I suppose that depends on your preference. Do you like irises, lilies, poppies? Or maybe you’re more of a...” he quickly reached behind her ear and seemingly pulled out a bright pink rose, “traditionalist~?”

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walkingmxuth​:

Being in a gang was no easy thing, though David had this inkling that someone was doing something to make it easier for him. He almost rarely had to actually do anything, which didn’t seem right. In fact, he’d already gone several days without having to do anything gang related. Instead he’d been given the chance to focus on his real work. The display sat on the table, a little diorama of the next event he had been planning, minature tables and lights strewn across. David carefully posed his phone, snapping a few pictures before sensing a presence behind him. “What do you think?” He asked, taking one more picture.

@musicalstarters​

Mathias had always had an admiration for the arts. Sure, he had a preference for the performance arts, but almost all art tended to make him stop and stare. This little....diorama? Was no exception. Although he was initially a little startled when the man seemed to recognize that someone was behind him without even turning around, he recovered quickly.

“It’s beautiful! Is this a place you’ve been?” Already, Mathias was imagining himself performing at such a venue. 

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wundcrlust​:

“ BLESS YOU. honestly bless you. no one quite gets it.” persephone sighed, a soft smile on her lips as he suggested he had some peonies. a light chuckle left her lips, something akin to endearment in her eyes. he was sweet, that much was obvious. and as the boy pulled out what were incredibly close to peonies, a gasp left the heiress’ mouth. “that was an incredibly lovely gesture. they are quite breathtaking. but yes, let me get you that drink.” persephone gave a warm smile, fingers snapping as the bartender paid her mind. “what are you having dear?” 

The woman’s reaction was encouraging, bringing a bit of a smile to Mathias’ face despite his gaff. 

“Well thank you! Oh um...” Despite just agreeing to the offer for a drink, he wasn’t actually sure what to get. He didn’t even drink that often, in all honesty. Would it be weird to stick with soda? Maybe. The last thing he wanted to do was make a fool of himself after she was so nice about his earlier mistake. 

“I’ve never actually been to this place before. Do you have any recommendations, Miss...?” he asked, trailing off when he realized he didn’t even know her name. And in turn, she didn’t know his.

“Oh gosh, I haven’t even introduced myself!” He held out a hand. “Mathias Sterling!”

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