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Post by Micaela on Apr 13, 2008 14:14:59 GMT -5
*She giggled like a child and danced around in a little circle energetically.*
"Who knows; you might meet someone at the wedding." *She teased, before scooping up her son (who had returned, complaining of wanting to go home and see daddy).*
"Don't worry, bug, we'll see daddy by the end of tomorrow night." *She said affectionately, kissing Liam on the forehead.* "D'you want to call him on the phone once we get back to the hotel?"
*Liam nodded and snuggled against her, suddenly tuckered out.*
"I think I need to get him into bed." *She said to Christian.*
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Post by Christian Daaé on Apr 13, 2008 14:32:00 GMT -5
*He shook his head at the antics, but he was smiling at the same time*
"All right, silly woman, go on ahead. Go talk to your husband."
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Post by Micaela on Apr 13, 2008 14:37:24 GMT -5
"You know what? I will, thanks." *She said with a spoonful of mock-hauteur. Then her face broke into a bit of a dopey smile.*
"I love Paris, but it'll be good to get home to Maxim and Manderley." *She said, with a hint of her girlhood dreaminess.*
"Okay time to stop talking about it and get going. Bye! Meet me in the Nicer Hotel than the Hilton lobby tomorrow around... twelve, maybe? Ellie'll be awake then and we can orchestrate when you're showing up in Cornwall."
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Post by Christian Daaé on Apr 13, 2008 14:44:17 GMT -5
"The old adage is true--there's no place like home. And yes, meeting you there sounds good. I'll try to find some nicer clothes, just for you."
*He winked*
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Post by Micaela on Apr 13, 2008 14:47:42 GMT -5
"Well aren't you charming." *She said, rolling her eyes affectionately. Liam was asleep again, resting on her shoulder as she made her way towards one of the stairways down to the rest of Paris.*
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Post by Christian Daaé on Apr 13, 2008 14:50:29 GMT -5
*He was grinning as he waved good-bye, still smiling when he turned and headed into the interior of Montmartre*
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Post by Micaela on Apr 15, 2008 12:07:15 GMT -5
**A NOTE OR SOME SUCH THING, BECAUSE CHRISTIAN DOESNT FREAKING LIFE ANYWHERE**
*A note arrived at the place Christian was staying.*
Christian,
I've talked to Maxim on the phone and we've decided it's best if I leave early morning rather than in the afternoon. Thinking about it, I want to be able to put Liam to bed in his own room and I want Ellie back on a normal feeding schedule. I'm upset you couldn't meet the new baby, but, well, I really do want to get home.
Forwarding address: ((Insert Manderley's address here))
-Micaela
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Post by Christian Daaé on Apr 15, 2008 12:40:54 GMT -5
((Yeah...he needs an actual address <_<)) *Sometime after Micaela arrived at Manderley, she received a short note* Micaela,
I'm sorry missed out, too, but I can understand about the children. You'll still be seeing me at the wedding--I promise, no Phantoms are going to keep me from going.
--Christian
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Post by Christian Daaé on Sept 16, 2008 18:23:07 GMT -5
**POST-CONFRONTATION WITH ERIK** *He'd returned to the small room he'd procured ages ago. It was a bit dusty, but it would do for now. He started to put away what little he'd taken with him that had been his in the cellars, heedless of the tears that freely fell. After some time, he was merely going through the motions, a song coming almost easily* Sei venuta in sogno a me un d? lontano, mi hai detto questo sar? il tuo futuro, e giustizia sar? fatta per tua mano contro un figlio spietato e corrotto. Un comandante si ritrover? schiavo, e uno schiavo diventer? un gladiatore. E attraversando le terre e il dolore sfider? anche l'imperatore.
Morir per te il mio destino. Roma la bella dea per me ha deciso.
Nel silenzio ma con l'anima forte sento che il tempo mi trascina alla morte. Ho visto troppo scempio e il cuore mio langue. Vendicher? i miei fratelli col sangue. Questo prometto a te.
Morir per te...
Giuro per sempre a te di viver, morire per te. Se tu sarai con me lo so, Dea Roma, vincer?
E la vittoria sar? la mia. Dea Roma, vincer? Io vincer?
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Post by Jesse James on Nov 29, 2008 0:54:42 GMT -5
**A NEW DAY**
Jesse warmed his hands by blowing in to them and looked around for any sign of the reason he was there. He couldn't quite remember the number to Christians room, so he was playing it by ear, or eye as it were.
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Post by Christian Daaé on Nov 29, 2008 0:58:01 GMT -5
At that moment, Christian came downstairs, hands in his pockets and whistling. He paused when he caught sight of Jesse, a smile appearing at the sight of his friend.
"Hey!"
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Post by Jesse James on Nov 29, 2008 1:03:07 GMT -5
Jesse turned with an over enthusiastic smile, he didn't realize he wore and waved "Hey there!"
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Post by Christian Daaé on Nov 29, 2008 15:25:09 GMT -5
He jogged over.
"Glad to see you found this place all right. You can get lost if you're not used to the neighborhood."
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Post by Jesse James on Nov 29, 2008 22:44:17 GMT -5
"And I ain't" he said extended a warm hand to Christian "but I've survived worse than weird neighborhoods."
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Post by Christian Daaé on Nov 30, 2008 0:45:06 GMT -5
He gave the offered hand a firm shake.
"I don't think this place could slow you down any." He said with a grin.
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