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Post by Georgiana on Sept 24, 2006 11:27:27 GMT -5
*Georgina looked at Nadir from the barred window shock and hatred filling her eyes.* You betrayed me!! *As the carriage pulled away, she turned around and shrieked out of the opening at the back of the carriage.* I WON'T FORGET THIS!!!!!!!!
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Post by Miss Sinclaire on Sept 24, 2006 11:31:20 GMT -5
((Well, sh*t.))
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Post by Raoul on Sept 24, 2006 11:33:13 GMT -5
((Yup, she has evil,evil schemes.... he is going to get messed up...))
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Post by Georgiana on Sept 24, 2006 11:58:42 GMT -5
*The driver rode up the pathway again.*
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Post by Nadir on Sept 24, 2006 14:17:44 GMT -5
*gulps*
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Post by Georgiana on Sept 24, 2006 14:44:48 GMT -5
*The driver stepped forward.* Sir, it is my duty to inform you that prisoner 109 I was carrying has killed herself.*He smiled.* Enjoy the rest of your day.*The driver runs and drives off sharpish.*
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Post by Nadir on Sept 24, 2006 14:47:40 GMT -5
*Nadir entered his room and slammed the door.*
((She's not really dead, is she?))
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Post by Raoul on Sept 24, 2006 14:48:58 GMT -5
((You will see...))
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Post by Arielle on Sept 24, 2006 14:53:34 GMT -5
*Books it on outta there*
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Post by Irene on Sept 24, 2006 20:41:14 GMT -5
I took a swig from my recently aquired hip flask in order to steady my nerves, then turned to Nadir. "Thanks. I know it must've been hard."
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Post by Rochester on Feb 12, 2007 12:14:38 GMT -5
***NEW DAY***
An invitation arrived. It is hand-painted in gold on velum, perfumed and sealed in wax.
To any and all that wish to partake of festivities in the spirit of St. Valentine:
The newly arrived Earl of Rochester would entreat your attendance and your pleasure at a gala hosted at the grand Opera Populaire on February the Fourteenth from Seven in the Evening until you would beg your leave for reason of exhaustion due to pure indulgence. All are welcome and encouraged to bring those that you fancy with you. For those who make their attendance unaccompanied, may the Saint bestow his gift upon you, finding you in merry company for the evening.
Deepest regards.
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