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Post by Tybalt on Aug 31, 2008 15:19:01 GMT -5
*The opera was not quite what Tybalt had expected. The plot was strange and convoluted, the sheep had no point that he could see, and Marguerite was only on stage for about half an hour of the time.
(She was radiant, of course, but nevertheless.)
After the Opera, which had been entirely too long, Tybalt made his way to the back stage area, a bouquet of flowers in hand for Meg.*
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Post by Meg Giry on Aug 31, 2008 15:33:14 GMT -5
Meg was talking with two of the other girls. One of them suddenly made a face and muttered something that made Meg turn around to look for the cause. At the sight of Tybalt, though, Meg's face lit up, and she waved her arms to catch his attention.
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Post by Tybalt on Aug 31, 2008 16:00:13 GMT -5
*He made his way through the crowd to her, and offered the flowers with a bow.*
"For you."
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Post by Meg Giry on Aug 31, 2008 16:12:00 GMT -5
"Oh, bless you, Tybalt, you didn't have to-"
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Post by Tybalt on Aug 31, 2008 16:20:48 GMT -5
"I wanted to," *he said.* "Your performance was beautiful- you deserve them."
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Post by Meg Giry on Aug 31, 2008 16:29:47 GMT -5
Meg smiled broadly at him before turning around and handing a flower to each of the watching ballet rats, happily announcing "Tybalt brought us flowers!" as she did so.
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Post by Tybalt on Aug 31, 2008 17:20:06 GMT -5
"No, they were meant for you-" *but she'd already turned her back and started handing them out...*
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Post by Meg Giry on Aug 31, 2008 17:27:28 GMT -5
Meg heard him just as the other girls started walking toward their shared dressing room. She turned back to face him, her face sad and embarrassed under the plastered tendril curls of the odd, baroque pink wig she had been wearing for the ballet.
"Oh, I just wound you continually, don't I?" she sighed. "I meant no offense- I've simply never gotten my own bouquet before."
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Post by Tybalt on Aug 31, 2008 18:37:08 GMT -5
"No- it was very generous of you to share them. It's fine."
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Post by Meg Giry on Aug 31, 2008 18:44:40 GMT -5
"I can still show you around if you like-"
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Post by Tybalt on Aug 31, 2008 18:49:12 GMT -5
"I'd like that."
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Post by Meg Giry on Aug 31, 2008 18:56:47 GMT -5
"I have a few things to take care of first," Meg said distractedly as she pulled off the wig, revealing a tight cap covering her hair underneath.
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Post by Tybalt on Aug 31, 2008 19:42:35 GMT -5
"I'll wait, then. There's no hurry."
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Post by Meg Giry on Aug 31, 2008 19:50:26 GMT -5
"No, don't be silly! You can come wi- thank you, Martin," said Meg, putting the wig on a mannequin head held by a passing wardrobe assistant. She waved a hand at Tybalt to follow her and wandered into the crushing mass of people.
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Post by Tybalt on Aug 31, 2008 19:58:20 GMT -5
*He followed her awkwardly, trying to avoid the pressing crowds of strange people and keep up with her at the same time.*
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