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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Jul 6, 2007 17:45:08 GMT -5
((Is this going to end up like Sin City, with Percy looking for his wife and finding her where he least expects?))
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Jul 6, 2007 17:45:44 GMT -5
*Vianne bit her lip and walked slowly to the centre of the dark stage, her hands clasped in front of her.* "What is it you wish me to dance?" *she asked quietly.* "You do not have something prepared for your audition?"
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Post by Vianne Giry on Jul 6, 2007 17:53:00 GMT -5
((Possibly, I don't know.))
"I was brought here--" unwillingly "--without foreknowledge of my destination and purpose there."
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Gerard
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Post by Gerard on Jul 6, 2007 17:53:07 GMT -5
"It was meant as a surprise...for her birthday."
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Jul 6, 2007 17:57:23 GMT -5
*The Emcee may have been freaky, but he wasn't stupid*
"Oh really? It seems a strange present for a woman with so little regard for cabaret dancing."
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Gerard
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Post by Gerard on Jul 6, 2007 17:58:37 GMT -5
*Gerard shrugged.*
"She doesn't know what she's missing. Preconceived notions and such. Enlightened understanding is the greatest gift I may give her."
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Jul 6, 2007 18:01:04 GMT -5
"Ja? Vell, if she does not vant to do it, I'm not going to make her. Zis is not a brothel."
*He winked*
"It is the next best thing, but ve don't take vomen against zer vill."
((Man, my German accent writing sucks.))
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Gerard
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Post by Gerard on Jul 6, 2007 18:03:21 GMT -5
*Gerard's smile twitched.*
"Vianne?" *he called out to the woman on stage.* "If you could go back to your...old life...dancing...would you?"
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Post by Vianne Giry on Jul 6, 2007 18:03:35 GMT -5
"Of course!" *she said quickly.* "How can you imagine otherwise?"
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Jul 6, 2007 18:07:58 GMT -5
*He shrugged*
"Very vell, zen. Do you remember any of your old routines?"
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Post by Vianne Giry on Jul 6, 2007 18:14:41 GMT -5
"I do not forget much," *she replied enigmatically.* "What music have you?"
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Jul 6, 2007 18:33:33 GMT -5
*The Emcee motioned to the pianist, who began a simple melody*
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Post by Vianne Giry on Jul 6, 2007 18:43:29 GMT -5
*Vianne steeled herself and began to dance a fluid routine from years gone by--it had been her favourite. The movement streamed through her limbs as though she were still fifteen, as though nothing had happened, and the force of the memory brought tears to her eyes. The tempo of the music quickened and she kept in time with it, whirling with controlled chaos until the music ended abruptly and she stood still on the stage, her head bowed and her arms limp at her sides, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath.*
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Gerard
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Post by Gerard on Jul 6, 2007 18:47:54 GMT -5
"She moves well, I think," *remarked Gerard, waving his hand dismissively.* "But I have no eye for talent, I assure you."
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Post by Vianne Giry on Jul 6, 2007 23:26:46 GMT -5
"Please," *she said to the Emcee.* "Let me stay here..."
Take me away from him, wherever that might be.
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