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Post by Lune on Nov 17, 2006 16:57:18 GMT -5
*Lune watched as a girl went to Bonnie-Marie, trying to make her stand up. Lune shook her head; this was almost too much for her. She had always been bad at dealing with these kinds of things.*
Poor Bonnie-Marie... It must be hard to lose a cousin.
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Post by Bonnie-Marie on Nov 17, 2006 17:35:17 GMT -5
((First Dominic, now Raoul... everyone just ups and dies on poor Bonnie-Marie!)) ((Her Angel of Food is dead too now, though she's not aware of that one yet.)) *whimpers and tries to contain herself, feeling her face grow hot at the realization that everyone in the room is staring at her* I...I just...oh, how did it happen?
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Post by Belladonna on Nov 17, 2006 17:51:02 GMT -5
*stares at Bonnie-Marie, then goes back to crying*
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Post by Sydney on Nov 17, 2006 19:16:07 GMT -5
Sydney walked into the mansion in a black pants suit, black high-heel shoes, sunglasses and a blonde wig which was in a neat ponytail...she had to see it all for herself.
She was standing by Bonnie-Marie and heard her sob. She turned to her and spoke flatly with a clean british accent, "The Vicomte died of a fatal stab wound, Miss."
The girl looked utterly confused, "Forgive me." Syd extended her hand, "I'm Regina Moore. I'm the attorney for the De Chagny family."
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Post by Indiana on Nov 17, 2006 21:21:12 GMT -5
Indiana stared at the body for a moment. From all accounts, he was a bastard, but Indiana couldn't help but feel sorry. He had no chance to redeem himself anymore. Opportunity lost.
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Post by Anakin Skywalker on Nov 17, 2006 23:16:37 GMT -5
A figure cloaked in black entered. So the fop the Vicomte was dead...
Anakin thrust back his hood. The dead man, Raoul, seemed to have drawn quite a crowd.
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Post by Miss Sinclaire on Nov 18, 2006 0:45:13 GMT -5
*Rochester nodded solemnly.* Knowing how to mend the soul is usually the hardest problem.Will you be returning to the Opera house soon? *Virginia shook her head slowly and looked at the floor.* "I...I cannot say. I have not given it much thought. I suppose I will...unless the sisterhood will accept me once and for all. Although I've never known a novice who'd gone and gotten married and tried to come back, before."
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Post by Irene on Nov 18, 2006 10:30:40 GMT -5
I stood outside the doorway, about to leave, but somehow unable to. Something just seemed...wrong about this. Just days after a man is killed- a man with too many enemies to count- his former friend confesses and kills himself. It was all too easy.
No, I reminded myself. I'm retired.
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Post by Dia on Nov 18, 2006 10:59:30 GMT -5
((I bet Nadir was secretly in love with Raoul *Hopes*))
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Post by Irene on Nov 18, 2006 11:01:09 GMT -5
((Who wasn't? Even Irene was smitten, although she had a POTO-style love for two men at the same time. Nothing surprises me about Raoul's powers.))
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Post by Nadir on Nov 18, 2006 11:08:14 GMT -5
((No. And no.))
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Post by Philippe on Nov 18, 2006 11:18:30 GMT -5
*Philippe climbed up the steps and entered his house. He had left his brother too long. The overwhelming desired for women had conquered Raoul as it had conquered him so long ago. He walked up to the coffin and looked down at the body of his brother.* I should have taken better care of you and your sisters
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Post by Irene on Nov 18, 2006 11:25:22 GMT -5
I turned as the mysterious gentleman entered. He seemed somehow familiar- hadn't I seen his picture in the newspaper? Something about a drowning...
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Post by Philippe on Nov 18, 2006 11:30:32 GMT -5
* Philipppe nodded to the people gathered around the coffin, mainly girls he noticed,sighing. Feeling acutely embarrassed he walked over to his head of staff and began to discuss burial plans.*
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Post by Irene on Nov 18, 2006 11:38:54 GMT -5
((Do we have a head of staff?))
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