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Post by Erik on Jul 18, 2007 9:17:21 GMT -5
*Erik's jaw clenched.*
"You are coming home with Erik," *he said.* "Until that man is dealt with as he deserves, you will not be anywhere he can find you."
*He stopped suddenly and looked down intently into her eyes.*
"Do you really wish to fight Erik on this, Madame?"
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Post by Vianne Giry on Jul 18, 2007 11:17:42 GMT -5
*Vianne avoided meeting his gaze.*
"No," *she mumbled.*
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Post by Erik on Jul 18, 2007 11:34:40 GMT -5
"Come."
*Erik led her out onto the street, and hailed a cab. He instructed the driver to go to the Place de la Concorde, where they alighted, walked around the square, and hailed another cab to take them to the Opera. He was not taking any risks, though part of him wished to find Gerard dead in one of his traps tomorrow.*
((On to his house...))
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Post by Macheath on Jul 18, 2007 16:56:56 GMT -5
*Sits in a corner drinking*
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Post by Richard on Jul 20, 2007 18:06:24 GMT -5
*slinks in uncomfortably. Then again, Richard's always uncomfortable.*
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Post by Satan on Jul 23, 2007 19:00:44 GMT -5
*POSTING AS MACHEATH*
*Notes the uncomfortable man and finds it rather amusing. Then he waves*
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Post by Richard on Jul 23, 2007 19:45:27 GMT -5
Richard raised an eyebrow.
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Post by Macheath on Jul 24, 2007 19:16:28 GMT -5
*Nods toward the scantily clad dancers*
"First time here?"
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Post by Richard on Jul 29, 2007 17:15:03 GMT -5
"Yes," said Richard, avoiding looking at them.
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Aug 10, 2007 18:08:12 GMT -5
*NEW NIGHT*
*While she had been away working with Macheath and her other characters, Mira had gotten a job from the Emcee. She put on the final touches of her makeup as she heard him announce her*
"Damen undt herren, madames et monsiuers, ladies and gentlemen, it is my privilidge to introduce to you a most talented young lady from America. Yes, America! I give you- and don't forget to bring her back when you're finished with ther- Freulien Mira!"
*She smiled as she walked onstage*
Mama Thinks I'm living in a convent, A secluded little convent In the southern part of France.
Mama Doesn't even have an inkling That I'm working in a Nightclub In a pair of Lacy pants. So please, sir. If you run into my Mama, Don't reveal my indiscretion, Give a working girl a chance.
Hush up, Don't tell Mama, Shush up, Don't tell Mama... Don't tell Mama, Whatever you do. If you had a secret, You bet I would keep it. I would never tell on you. I'm breaking every promise That I gave her, So won't you kindly do a girl A great big favor? And please, my sweet patater, Keep this from the Mater, Though my dance Is not against the law.
You can tell my Papa, that's all right, 'Cause he comes in here every night, But don't tell Mama what you saw!
Mama Thinks I'm on a tour of Europe, With a couple of my school chums And a lady chaperone.
Mama Doesn't even have an inling That I left them all in Antwerp And I'm touring on my own.
So please, Sir If you run into my Mama Don't reveal my indiscretion. Just leave well enough alone.
Hush up, Don't tell Mama. Shush up, Don't tell Mama; Don't tell Mama Whatever you do. If you had a secret, You bet I would keep it. I would never tell on you. You wouldn't want to get me In a pickle, And have her go and cut me off Without a nickle.
So let's trust one another, Keep this from my mother, Though I'm still as pure as mountain snow.
You can tell my Uncle Here and now 'Cause he's my agent anyhow,
But don't tell Mama what you know.
You can tell my brother, That ain't grim 'Cause if her squeals on me I'll squeal on him,
But don't tell Mama, bitte Don't tell Mama, please, Sir. Don't tell Mama, what you know. Sssh! Sssh!
If you see my Mummy, Mum's the word!
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Post by Severus Snape on Aug 13, 2007 19:54:45 GMT -5
**NEW NIGHT**
Snape had somehow stumbled hard enough in Paris to find himself and Magda in front of the famous Kit Kat Klub "Oh my" he whispered.
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Post by Magda on Aug 13, 2007 19:56:38 GMT -5
"Vhat?" said Magda.
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Post by Severus Snape on Aug 13, 2007 19:57:10 GMT -5
"Have you ever been here?" He continued to whisper sobering... slightly.
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Post by Magda on Aug 13, 2007 20:02:10 GMT -5
"No, never..."
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Post by Severus Snape on Aug 13, 2007 20:05:45 GMT -5
Snape smiled, during his last drunken escapade he had found himself watching the show there, and being drawn to the strange women on stage.
"It's actually a lot of fun" He grabbed her hand and walked inside, the smell of cigarettes hung in the air and filled the room with smoke.
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