Seraphina’s Movie Matinee!
Date: 2026-02-07 14:34
(Seraphina’s Movie Matinee!)
[Sat Feb 7 2026]
Inside Theatre 1 – New Haven Cinema
It is about 60F(15C) degrees. The mist is heaviest At Foxglove and Woodcrest/span
Calazar looks aside as Teagan finds a center seat and then nods in greeting, “I look forward to this weeks game.” and then looks over his shoulder to find Seraphina and see if she is still busying herself with preparations or is settling.
“I’ll be right back.” Seraphina tells those who are currently gathering.
“Popcorn and drinks are for sale, if you need something.” Seraphina says, to Teagan and Calazar, standing by the door to greet others as they enter and find their seats.
“Perhaps Teagan will get extra snacks on my behalf, since I do not partake.” Calazar states in a gregarious manner and pulls out his phone to tap it a few times. “I am aware she is quite the snack fiend.” and then to Seraphina, “It is good to see you again, how have you been since last we spoke?”
“A drink sounds good,” Teagan admits with a glance to her large bag of what has already proven to be salty popcorn. Leaving her coat behind (to ensure no one steals her seat without being obvious about it!), she dips back toward concessions!
Mercy creeps in quietly so as not to disrupt, meandering around to try and find a seat.
Calazar is settled near the premo middle-center seating in the dark with unblinking eyes scanning the dark with a slightly reflective quality to them as if they can see quite well in the low house lights of the theater.
Matthew and Malin arrive, quietly slipping into seats. They’ve brought the baby, a theater no-no, but new parents need socializing, too, right?
Malin arrives with Matthew, holding that little girl who is dressed in a Hawk’s onesie in her arms, and she takes a seat next to him.
Mercy claims a seat way in the back, of course, just like she does in class. The winter coat is shed, bunched up in her lap, and up come her boots to rest their heels on the head of the seat in front of her.
Once back with a drink to go with her popcorn, Teagan gets settled back in. Her neighboring seat is made to host her bag and coat: phone already turned off. She’s also claimed a center line seat, some rows up to get a decent view. “Definitely need to sell some Twizzlers,” she notes as she monches at a handful of popcorn.
Arriving fashionably late, but quietly enough not to make a statement out of it, Selene slips into the theater area with eyes on a scan for her assigned seating. It takes a bit of looking around to do so, and in the process a few of those gathered are scanned over too, to try and recognize some of them. She finds her spot eventually, unshoulders her tote bag, and sinks into her seat.
Matthew is seated near the back beside Malin, no refreshments to be seen while commercials play on the screen. The arrival of Selene earns a quiet study before he leans over to murmur something to the woman beside him.
“I remember when they used to play newsreels before movies.” Calazar states in his gregarious spanish accent , taking the time to cross one leg over the other, his ankle resting on his knee. “Now it is just previews.” he laments.
Seraphina wanders over to take a seat herself, no popcorn or drink in hand, but she’s a little less worried about food and drink, than she is of the new theatre. “I hope that you do not mind a little sawdust. We’re still finalizing everything, but its Saturday and what is better than a saturday matinee!”
Mercy quietly murmurs to herself as the film starts, “Shoulda worn my corsair outfit..”
“I for one appreciate a break from the constant deluge of news about things I don’t care about,” Teagan answers Calazar. “Who cares if this politician prefers Pepsi to Coke or that celebrity swears by brushing their teeth with coconut oil.” She huffs out a sigh and wriggles back to lounge in her seat, grabbing another handful of popcorn as the movie begins. It’s quiet time.
As finally the previews are done and the movie’s intro rolls off the screen, Selene retrieves some snacks of her own. The first of which is a bag of gummies, which sadly requires her to make a bit of noise just to pop the bag open. No matter how delicate she tries to be, it’s gonna crunch. More snacks get unpacked, some of which still vents a bit of steam as if it’s fresh from the oven. For those curious, it’s cupcakes and banana bread.
Seraphina takes a seat by Teagan and Calazar, as the movie begins, in a rowdy song of piracy. “I hope you like musicals…” And its sure to be a doozy of one, even. She wiggles her fingers to the baby that Malin and Matthew have brought with them.
Malin offers up a genuine smile to Seraphina as the just-turned-a-month old baby is quiet for now, and happy to just smack herself in the face with a fist now and then as she flails whenever the music startles her, it seems.
“Last night, Thomas and I were talking about the boroughs… its nice just to … let your brain turn off for sure.” Seraphina says to Teagan, eyes on the screen. “Are we sure this a movie for one month olds?!”
“There shirtless men fightin’ with swords ain’ turn the movie off. The infant not gonna know the difference.” Mercy snaps from her seat, already invested in this film. For the deep and compelling story, surely.
Malin notes, “Shirtless is one of Marin’s favourite things,” and is thankfully, probably thankfully, not nursing the babe here in the theatre in front of everyone.
Surely for the plot.” Seraphina remarks to Mercy.
Calazar watches as the very kitchy movie continues onward in a fine display of 80s filmmaking. There is an unblinking, unbreathing, just statue-esque quality to the man staaaaaaaring at the screen. He does make some color commentary, “These are terrible sword fighters.”
“You think you’d do any better?” Seraphina asks Calazar, lofting up a brow, and seeking to sneak a kernel or two of popcorn from Teagan’s bag
Matthew returns with all the snacks. A large bag of popcorn is wedged between his arm and ribs, two drinks are pinched together in his hands like a makeshift tray, somehow balancing a stack of sandwiches beneath the pressure of his chin. He moves with exaggerated care, his usual swag discarded, eyes locked on the narrow path between the aisle and his seat beside Malin, as if one wrong step will send the whole operation into a tragedy.
“I would hope so.” Calazar says as they are much better singers than swordfighters. “I think they might be better singers than me though.” he confesses in a gregarious spanish accented voice.
“I imagine,” Teagan murmurs sotto-voice to Seraphina, shifting her bag of popcorn to make it easier to thief some now and again. “I guess he’s bothered by Redstone’s… nigh guaranteed fall.”
Well, its an old movie, and bound to have glitches! And for whatever reason, though it could be the person running it even, but the movie skips and goes back to the beginning, to have to listen to the music and rousing fight scene again. Seraphina looks up to the movie room, and back to the screen.
Malin looks impressed by the balancing skills that Matthew seems to have.
There’s a brief glance back over a shoulder, with a scowl of mild frustration, almost as if Selene expected there to still be some guy working a projector fucking something up and causing the movie to rewind. However, with the music soon blaring back from the speakers, all attention drifts back to the screen, as expected with any good movie feaeturing shirtless pirates and bikinis on its menu.
“I think that we should have a pirate party.” Seraphina says, quietly, as she settles into her seat, sinking into the cozy chair and using the option to put her feet right on up.” She sighs then, “You know, I miss Summer and bikini weather.”
Matthew manages just fine into his seat and begins to doll out the snacks, passing a drink, a sandwich, and popcorn within easy reach.
“I’d hate to be pillaged too.” Seraphina remarks.
“We could always have a reeeeeeal pirate party,” Teagan murmurs to Seraphina, “in Naverre, perhaps? I’m sure somewhere off-world it’s nice, sunny, and warm. Good for swimming, sun, and potentially losing a hand in a game of cards.” She, too, props up her feet on the chair before her. Thankfully, it is empty at the moment.
Seraphina giggles at Teagan, “You are on. Let’s do it. I expect everyone to be in full pirate attire, too.” She glances aside to Calazar a moment, “I’m sure yours are … authentic?”
“I am not old enough to have authentic pirate attire, but I was a Captain of a ship in the 1800s.” Calazar states in a hushed aside to Seraphina. “I enjoy the sunny seas are less these days than in my youth.”
Malin looks over at Matthew, nodding her head to him in response to his quietly expressed question.
Hushed or no Mercy easily picks up on Calazar’s comments to Seraphina, and squints at the former while wrestling with one conflicting thought or another for a few seconds.
“I will say the codpiece is authentic.” Calazar says absently while just staaaaaaaaaaring at the screen like a mannequin.
“Is it a glorius thing?” Seraphina asks.
There’s something that happens which gets Selene’s mouth to part, as if on the verge of vocalizing her puzzlement or confusion. Though before letting out any sound, she remembers where she’s at, and who she’s with. So, like some of the food she’s idly snacking on, it gets swallowed down. Her posture adjusts, her head’s given a slight tilt, and she continues staring at this movie from an era she likely hasn’t seen much, if anything, of.
Pressing another button on her chair, Seraphina’s chair eases back so that she is lounging at an angle perfect for Saturday lounging. “He’s kind of cute. I wonder what he looks like these days– think he is fae?”
Now that the tomboy has reappeared in a skimpy white dressed there is a muppet like *ha ha ha* laugh from the unbreathing Calazar
Mercy quietly rummages through her pockets for any stray snacks she may have forgotten about, pulling a small baggie from one but then quickly stuffing it right back in. Definitely not food.
“I’m still just trying to make sense of what’s going on,” Teagan admits to Seraphina with a small shrug. “They all look the same to me.”
“It is a worse version of the Princess Bride.” Calazar concludes for Teagan in his insufferable way.
That makes two; Likewise, Selene also seems to be in that limbo between understanding and utter befuddlement. No amount of munching on little bits of cupcake she plucks loose is going to fix that.
“The blonde wanted to leave piracy for … ” Seraphina pauses and then says, scandalized, “Sex.”
“Which blonde?” Teagan asks of Seraphina. “They are all blondes, with curly hair, and…” She pauses to eat a bit of popcorn before adding, scandalized herself! “mullets!”
“Its not Princess Bride,” Seraphina tells Calazar, giggling. “Its Pirates of the Penzance.” She adds, “A really bad but really great version.”
“Him!” Seraphina says to Teagan, pointing at the screen to the young curly haired blonde in the yellow shirt, or at least, the one how had it on to begin with.
“The one serenading the Let’s Get Physical girl!” Seraphina quips.
Matthew tosses back more popcorn, speaking up: “But I thought he liked to pillage,” he says on the topic of leaving piracy for booty.
“Being young is so romantic, because when he says he hasn’t lived until right now he really means it…” Calazar says with a shake of his head.
Seraphina nudges Teagan lightly and dips into her bag of popcorn. “Think Thomas’d serenade me like that?” She is, afterall, still young and romantic.
Seraphina snickers softly at one of the one-liners from the Pirate King.
“Thomas?” Teagan gives Seraphina a look and snorts softly, “Doubtful. Now, would he perform a ritual to get a chorus of skulls to serenade you? Yes.” She does hum along to The Song that just about everyone knows. Because he’s a Modern Major General.
Seraphina wrinkles her nose up at Teagan at the mention of the very much talkative skulls. “You could always put a spell on him in order to make him sing to me.” She smiles, winking.” Her toes wiggle and ankles bob with the song.
Romance. Serenading. Committed emotional responsibility. Such things are beyond the realm of understanding for Mercy, who tilts her head here and there while watching like she’s assessing the figures on screen for which would be most worthy of temporary courtship.
“Aw yeah girl, try an’ kill yer man. Get it.” Mercy comments to the movie.
“I cannot tell who wants the marriage more, the blonde or the blonde.” Calazar says as they prepare to steal back her family treasure like it wasn’t spent in the intravening 10 years.
Mercy says “Marriage a waste of time an’ money, jus’ bang it out already.“
“The blonde, of course. The curly haired one.” Seraphina says, merrily.
Mercy says “THOSE MUSCLES!!“
“It’s those extra two pushups that do the trick, I’m sure,” Teagan murmurs, though she does glance sidelong at Seraphina. “That would be a fun way to spell Thomas. To serenade you. In public even, perhaps?”
Seraphina nods emphatically to Teagan.
“Complete with dance!” Seraphina suggests.
Teagan does have a sudden laugh at the switcheroo. “Okay, that was clever. Planned or no, I approve.”
Out huffs some breathy laughter. A roll of the eyes, a shake of the head. This is a movie alright, and while it doesn’t look like -the- type of movie that’d hook and grip Selene, there’s definitely moments that elicit a due positive reaction.
With the new song, Seraphina is bopping her foot again.
“Be glad,” Seraphina tells Teagan, “That those old suits that Thomas had for us, didn’t need an air tube like that.”
Mercy says “What he mean by best parts? Whas’ better than a hand?“
“You sweet summer child,” Seraphina tells Mercy, all in good humor.
Teagan spends a moment looking into her steadily depleting popcorn bag as there’s more awkwardly choreographed swordfighting on screen.
Mercy says “HE GOT A COFFIN THAT MEAN HE’S A VAMPIRE!“
“He jumps like one, too,” Teagan murmurs as she takes a sip of her soda.
Pressing a button, Seraphina brings her seat up to the upright position so that she can push up to stand, and wiggle her way past people’s feet. “I want something sweet I think.” And so she is careful about opening the door and letting light in.
Teagan blinks at the sudden mention of ‘the Force’ and just tilts her head at the screen.
“He also hella dramatic like one.” Mercy adds on with a pointed look in Calazar’s direction.
Whatever’s in those cupcakes or gummies of hers seemed to be taking its effect, with Selene losing complete focus and track of the screen. Or, at the very least, blurring her vision enough that she isn’t actively tracking anything particular. She just stares ahead, deadpan almost, at the screen at large, for a good ten or so minutes. It’s only when someone practically shouts through the cinema that she startles from this phase, yet after the mandatory quick look-around, it returns to her almost as quickly as it vanished.
Calazar continues to stare unblinking at the screen but when the commentary of vampires and dramatics comes up. “When you’ve been alive longer than almost everyone else in the room. You learn to be mundane is to be boring and life is far to short for boredom. I don’t wake up from the dead every morning to be boring.”
Calazar says “The Pirate King is clearly a Fae, I have decided. Anyone that floats up a rope like that is odd.“
Mercy snorts a little but can’t honestly argue with that point. “M’like a fraction of yer age an’ I subscribe to that mentality already.” With her eyes back on the screen during the song, and the male lead’s dancing, her head tilts aaaallll the way to one side. “Human matin’ rituals are strange..”
Working Seraphina’s way back into the theatre, with a few little quiet apologies to those she blocks the view of the wonderful movie on the screen. She settles into a seat, and sets her pack of twizzlers into the cup holder.
Mercy says “Why’s everybody throbbin’?!“
Trying her hardest not to make a lot of noise, Seraphina tries to open the Twizzler package, and pull one out for a nibble.
It is impossible not to make noise with a twizzler pack and Calazar turns to stare at Seraphina with those unblinking green eyes, judgingly!
“You,” Teagan says to Seraphina as she sees that pack of twizzlers, “are an angel.” There’s a flash of teeth in a grin for the raven-haired woman. She notes Calazar and gives him the twirl of index finger to indicate ‘turn around.’
Calazar narrows his eyes and turns to look back at the fantastical story of a bunch of blondes being manly, improbable.
Seraphina stares back into the abyss that is Calazar, using her twizzler as a straw and blowing air at him through it.
“I am,” Seraphina agrees with Teagan, warmly, as she offers the pack to her as if she expected the woman to take one or two of them.
“Danke,” Teagan tells Seraphina as she takes a couple twizzlers to nom on as the film approaches its climax.
Something pulls Selene from her quiet staring, her unvoiced observations, of the action on the screen. That being the quiet vibrating of her phone. Only a quick glance is spared, and out slips some muttered profanity. It can’t be leisurely distractions demanding her attention, as up she rises from her seat with subtle annoyance visible on her face, sparing a few muttered apologies to views briefly blocked by her diminutive self. Almost left her bag behind, the presence of which she almost forgot about. And as she scurries off to tend to whatever it is pulling her away, the majority of snacks brought along are left in her wake. Left for others to pilfer or staff to eventually clean up.
How Matthew managed to fall asleep through a whole ass pirate musical is anyone’s guess. Could be the baby that is also managing to sleep through the movie, he comes to only to shovel a handful of popcorn into his mouth, briefly scanning to ensure he hasn’t been caught out, snoozing.
Surely, staff will be about to pick up all the leftover empty packages and uneaten food. Meanwhile, Seraphina is setting about to leave some of her own as she slides out another twizzler and begins to softly gnaw on it. Luckily, she has been mostly engrossed in the cheesy movie, so Matthew is off the hook!
Mercy sniffs loudly and pretends to dab at her eyes with a nonexistent handkerchief, moved by the power of true love.
Mercy says “It was all a- NO!“
“You literally saw her on the beach in a flanel shirt going into the dream sequence.” Calazar points out to Mercy
Once the movie is done to the credits, Teagan pulls out her phone and switches it on. She looks up the ‘lead’ actor. There’s a shrug. “He looked better when he was younger. And of course it was all a dream,” she asides to Mercy. “What with all the other movie references everywhere. He had a goddamn light saber at one point.”
Malin doesn’t give Matthew any sort of acknowledgement over the fact that he was in fact dozing.
“It was all a dream!” Seraphina tells Mercy, on a little sigh.
“But true love still won!” Seraphina adds, as an young and romantic angel is wont to point out.
Mercy stands and applauds loudly anyway.
Calazar rises up and adjusts his swordbelt before turning to look at Seraphina, “A fine selection, I look forward to the Labyrinth masquerade you have later this month correct?”
Joining in, Seraphina stands and claps too, even doing a little dance with the end credits. “I thoroughly enjoyed that,” she admits.
“It was cute,” Teagan concedes as she gets to her feet, pulling her coat back on in preparation to face the cold.
“Ayeah, you know, was alrigh’.. kinda funny..” Mercy says like she hadn’t been quietly wheeze-laughing in the background, yelling at the screen and overall into it.
Mercy says “Heard mention of a pirate party so uh, if thas’ gonna be a thing, lemme know.“
Calazar says “Indeed, until then good evening.“
The lights start to slowly come back up and the curtains at each side of the screen start to close. Musack begins to pump through the speakers as staff also starts filtering in to clean up the theatre for the next show. Meanwhile, Seraphina is gathering up her things. She tells Mercy, “Next week is the ball, but I will put something together for a pirate party. It’d be better closer to spring though.”
Teagan makes her way out… with the remnants of her popcorn and drink. They’ll keep her occupied on her way out of the mall.