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Post by Poison Ivy on Aug 3, 2007 14:46:07 GMT -5
Caleb stood in the foyer looked up at the ceiling, he had a map held firmly in both hands, but wasn't looking at it. Although he usually wore glasses today he forgot them at home, and was having a hell of a time trying to read the map.
Or any signs for that matter.
"This must be it."
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Post by Parisa on Aug 3, 2007 15:00:45 GMT -5
*Parisa was somehow able to come a greet people even though she's off being Lucien's sex slave. It's magic, yo. slid down the banister, thinking that she was alone in the foyer. She flew off the end, giggling, and managed to hit the ground neatly. She got to her feet and brushed herself off, freezing when she saw the man.* Oh. Whoops. *She blushed slightly but managed a smile as she walked over to him* Excuse me, monsieur, are you lost?
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Post by Poison Ivy on Aug 3, 2007 20:01:32 GMT -5
"About as lost as I can be madame" he gave a short bow "This is the Opera House right?"
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Post by Parisa on Aug 3, 2007 20:08:56 GMT -5
*She smiled at him brightly* It is indeed, monsieur.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Aug 3, 2007 20:31:30 GMT -5
Caleb sighed "Oh thank god" he put the map away and looked around "I forgot my glasses at home today and went out on an adventure! But got lost and bought a map." He blushed and extended his hand "Caleb Oswald, and you?"
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Post by Parisa on Aug 3, 2007 22:24:27 GMT -5
*She shook his hand, smiling brightly* Parisa Laurence.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Aug 5, 2007 0:20:26 GMT -5
"What a pretty name" he exclaimed and looked at her closely "for such a pretty girl!" He let go of her hand with a smile "So do you know anything about this place?"
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Post by Parisa on Aug 5, 2007 0:27:10 GMT -5
Thank you, monsieur, you are too kind. *She smiled dazzlingly* Well, this is the Opera. It's busy, full of...um...very interesting people, there are several phantoms, the managers are usually absent, and most of the time people just do whatever they want. *She brushed her hair out of her dark eyes* But what do you need to know?
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Post by Poison Ivy on Aug 5, 2007 0:30:49 GMT -5
Caleb's eyes were wide "P-Phantoms? You mean they're are multiple phantoms of the opera?"
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Post by Parisa on Aug 5, 2007 0:33:48 GMT -5
Yep. *She shrugged slightly* I've never seen them, but there are supposed to be several. Just be sure not to wander into the cellars.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Aug 5, 2007 0:42:57 GMT -5
"Oh I won't!" he smiled and squinted again "I'm just amazed that any of this stuff actually exists! I mean ma mére (my mother) told me all about Paris and the strange things that happened, but I just thought it was story telling to get me to go to sleep at night."
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Post by Parisa on Aug 5, 2007 0:47:22 GMT -5
*Her laughed lightly, tossing her shiny curls over her shoulder* I'm afraid not. There are some extraordinary things here, monsieur.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Aug 5, 2007 1:03:08 GMT -5
He smiled at the girl, trying to be as courteous as possible, she was pretty girl and was being awfully nice to him. He shifted a bit and gulped with a charming smile "So uh, do you know where the stables are?"
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Post by Parisa on Aug 5, 2007 1:05:23 GMT -5
Of course! Would you like me to show you? *dazzles* *sparkles* *shines*
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Post by Poison Ivy on Aug 5, 2007 1:11:21 GMT -5
Caleb smiled and felt his pocket and then slapped his forehead "My god, how stupid am I?!" he pulled out his glasses and put them on "Wow" his jaw dropped as she came in to view "you're much prettier now that I can see you better!" instead of this sounding like a hit on, it was more as if he was generally surprised. "You must be the star here or something!"
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