Odette
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Post by Odette on Feb 25, 2008 10:19:18 GMT -5
"I'm doing fine. Really, I am." she could tell by the look on her friend's face that she did not believe her at first, "Where are you staying?"
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Allet
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Post by Allet on Feb 25, 2008 10:23:36 GMT -5
" I don't beleive you but okay. I'm staying at the opera actually. In what they call the Artist dromitories. It really sucks. It's in the 2nd cellar and it's dark and ugh! trying not to think about it. all the rooms were full at the art school."
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Odette
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Post by Odette on Feb 25, 2008 10:28:01 GMT -5
Odette didn't like the idea of her friend sleeping in a cellar. "You can talk to the managers about staying with me. I have a flat not far from the opera. Not too much room, but you're welcome to the sofa."
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Allet
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Post by Allet on Feb 25, 2008 10:29:52 GMT -5
"Maybe... Anyway, it's stuffy in here. you want to go walk through the park
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Post by Valerie on Feb 25, 2008 10:38:00 GMT -5
*Instinctively Buffy found herself at Spike's side.* "You okay?" *Valerie stopped pushing a book trolley by and only raised an eyebrow at the pair.* "Can I help you?"
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Odette
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Post by Odette on Feb 25, 2008 11:56:58 GMT -5
"Maybe... Anyway, it's stuffy in here. you want to go walk through the park "Sure." Odette picked up her handbag.
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Allet
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Post by Allet on Feb 25, 2008 11:58:55 GMT -5
"lets hit it." She slid the fat book into her bag.
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Odette
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Post by Odette on Feb 25, 2008 12:02:06 GMT -5
They linked arms as they did before and walked out of the building.
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Post by Buffy Summers on Feb 25, 2008 12:32:30 GMT -5
*Valerie stopped pushing a book trolley by and only raised an eyebrow at the pair.* "Can I help you?" *Buffy stared at the girl.* "Um. Yeah." *She tucked a stray bit of hair behind her ear.* "Where are we?"
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Post by Spike on Feb 25, 2008 23:30:48 GMT -5
*Spike frowned, confused by the whole thing. But at least he knew he was already crazy. That probably had something to do with it. It was a comfort in a way. He gave a snort towards Buffy.*
"Well enough, now I ain't making all with the burning."
*He glanced about.*
"We sure this is somewhere safe? In the sense of sunlight being all unpleasant-type safe..."
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Post by Buffy Summers on Feb 26, 2008 1:37:43 GMT -5
"At least it's not in your head," *Buffy pointed out.* "Unless... your head has killer sunlight. Which I gotta say, has to say something about you."
*She didn't know what. But that wasn't her job.*
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Post by Spike on Feb 26, 2008 21:17:27 GMT -5
*Spike snorted and pushed himself up.*
"Not my fault. Made me all crazy."
*He gestured vaguely at her.*
"Your fault when it boils down..."
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Post by Valerie on Feb 27, 2008 3:06:53 GMT -5
"...you're in a public library. In Paris."
*Confusion tended to go one of two ways with her--either her sense of sarcasm switched off and left her giving clipped and almost polite answers such as the above, or else the dial got turned up to eleven and the force of her spoken irony caused the paint on the walls to begin to peel.*
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Post by Buffy Summers on Feb 27, 2008 10:36:02 GMT -5
*Buffy's eyes widened.*
"My fault?" *she echoed.* "How is any of this my fault?"
*Visibly trying to calm herself down, she turned stiffly to Valerie.*
"Paris when?" *Buffy asked.*
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Post by Valerie on Feb 27, 2008 10:37:52 GMT -5
*Valerie's eyebrows shot up and she bit her lower lip for a moment.*
"What you want an exact date?"
"Er..."
*She picked up a copy of the day's newspaper she'd been reading at her desk and handed it to Buffy.*
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