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Post by Vianne Giry on Oct 11, 2006 15:52:33 GMT -5
*Mme. Giry propped the heavy basket of laundry on her hip and pushed open the door to the sunny square of grass behind the Opera. With the new opera in production, every pair of hands would have to be put to any use. With the corps de ballet being instructed by Reyer for the time being, Madame Giry had gone to see to the laundry in the basement of the opera. The washing had fallen behind recently, and she offered to hang them to dry. Setting the basket on the grass, she took out the small sack of wooden pins and began to fill the lines strung between posts driven into the earth with rows of white shirts, petticoats and pinafores, which flapped wetly in the breeze and were already warming in the sun. Hanging the washing to dry gave her time to sort out her thoughts.* What did that poor girl do to herself...and thinking she acted upon my instructions? *Guilt threatened to overwhelm her, and she sighed heavily as she worked, recalling her own great ambition as a dancer in the days before she had met Gerard and given up on dreams of that kind.*
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Post by Rose on Oct 11, 2006 15:59:09 GMT -5
((The Back Lawn? I'm constantly amazed at how large this opera house is... it must be on about fifty acres...
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Post by Vianne Giry on Oct 11, 2006 16:00:06 GMT -5
((It has everything. I almost made it an herb garden. Then I went to go do some laundry and changed my mind.))
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Post by Demiselle on Oct 11, 2006 17:04:43 GMT -5
((Percy is going to hurt you if he sees you doing laundary. Hello! The Opera has servants! And what's with all the melencholy and nostalgia?
Okay, am off to see a movie.))
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Post by Vianne Giry on Oct 11, 2006 17:20:44 GMT -5
((She needs something to do. Oy but she'll be bored as a noblewoman. She was made for hard labour.))
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Post by Alexander the Great on Oct 11, 2006 18:11:17 GMT -5
((Nah. She can stay active doing pretty much whatever she wants. I very much doubt Percy will constrict her to a role.))
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Post by Vianne Giry on Oct 11, 2006 18:14:24 GMT -5
((I'd like to see him try. She'd cut him in half. *curses work internet.* Half the time this blasted thing cuts out on me.))
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Post by Alexander the Great on Oct 11, 2006 18:17:33 GMT -5
((*grins* This marriage is going to be SO interesting. He absolutely won't hold her back. He was pretty cool when Margot wanted to return to the stage for a bit.))
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Post by Vianne Giry on Oct 11, 2006 18:18:39 GMT -5
((Har. Except she won't let herself go on teaching dance--not when she's fired two girls for being married. ))
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Post by Alexander the Great on Oct 11, 2006 18:24:59 GMT -5
((True. Maybe she could do something else?))
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Post by Vianne Giry on Oct 11, 2006 18:35:10 GMT -5
((Like laundry!))
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Post by Alexander the Great on Oct 11, 2006 18:49:51 GMT -5
((How bout something more...productive?))
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Post by Vianne Giry on Oct 11, 2006 19:07:02 GMT -5
((If no one did laundry... Huh. What, like art? Should she turn to writing novels or feminist pamphlets?))
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Post by Alexander the Great on Oct 11, 2006 19:09:35 GMT -5
((If Madame Giry hadn't been forced to the Opera...what would she really have wanted to do with her life?))
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Post by Alexander the Great on Oct 11, 2006 19:17:45 GMT -5
*blinks* You're repeating yourself? Deliberately?
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