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Post by Raoul on Oct 12, 2006 14:05:44 GMT -5
*Raoul entered the house.* Marianne!. *He wandered around, looking for her.*
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Post by Rose on Oct 12, 2006 14:10:34 GMT -5
Marianne entered, her skirts swishing and her dog trailing behind her. She smiled at him. "Yes, Raoul?"
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Post by Raoul on Oct 12, 2006 14:11:52 GMT -5
*Raoul looked serious.* Would you like to sit down Marianne?. *He paced the floor.*
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Post by Rose on Oct 12, 2006 14:15:38 GMT -5
Marianne blinked, then sank into a lounge chair. "I suppose so."
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Post by Raoul on Oct 12, 2006 14:18:59 GMT -5
*Raoul nodded.* Right. *He turned away from her.* I have been thinking a lot these past months, about our marriage.*He turned back.* And I have come to the conclusion that we rushed into things.
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Post by Alexander the Great on Oct 12, 2006 14:19:22 GMT -5
((*punches Raoul, because she can* YOU BITCH! You are the biggest manwhore I've EVER met!))
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Post by Rose on Oct 12, 2006 14:20:00 GMT -5
The color drained from Marianne's face, leaving her white as death. "W-w-what?"
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Post by Raoul on Oct 12, 2006 14:22:29 GMT -5
((Heh, but seriously guys, this isn't going anywhere.It's not you it's me, I'm running out of ideas for them.))
*Raoul face darkened.* I think we should consider a divorce.*He wrinkled his forehead.*And by consider I mean in the 'get' sense.
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Post by Arielle on Oct 12, 2006 14:23:36 GMT -5
((He's so sweet and sensitive about it, isn't he?))
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Post by Rose on Oct 12, 2006 14:24:45 GMT -5
((Yeah, just so you know, Marianne was totally going to forget about her beloved dancing to stay with her husband...))
Marianne sat frozen like a marble statue, her face unmoving and her eyes bright with unshed tears. She didn't say a word.
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Post by Vianne Giry on Oct 12, 2006 14:25:00 GMT -5
((Answer to Marianne's prayers, career-wise. Even though she can never ever have children now, apparently.))
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Post by Raoul on Oct 12, 2006 14:26:14 GMT -5
((Yes but really, for how long?. She is a sue. She would eventually jump Erik aaaand Raoul wants children.))
*Raoul looked at her, his face impassive.* Well?
((Ok, I'll give her a change.... persuade him.))
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Post by Arielle on Oct 12, 2006 14:26:57 GMT -5
((And now she is going to express her pain through dance and be the greatest ballerina EVER, because angst+dancing=star.))
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Post by Vianne Giry on Oct 12, 2006 14:28:24 GMT -5
((That needs to be on a t-shirt somewhere.))
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Post by Rose on Oct 12, 2006 14:31:45 GMT -5
((Marianne has yet to come in contact with Erik, now that I think about it...))
"Why?" she whispered. "Our marriage was not perfect, but I was happy... you seemed happy..." The shock and grief on her face changed to anger. "I was there for you, Raoul. I ignored the other women, knowing that despite your shortcomings you had a good heart. I was there when you needed me to bail you out of jail. I was there with a smile and a 'hello darling' whenever you showed up, even if I hadn't seen you in days. And this is how you reward me?" Tears slipped down her cheeks, but she paid them no heed. "Apparently, your strumpets can give you something I can't. And for the life of me I can't figure out what that is."
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