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Post by Sylvia on Jun 8, 2007 13:34:54 GMT -5
***NEW NIGHT***
*Sylvia came into the room quickly caring a heavy box.*
"Thank God...it finally came. I was starting to think he wouldn't send it."
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Post by Jonathan Crane on Jun 8, 2007 13:37:30 GMT -5
*Crane went to greet her*
"Have you opened it yet?"
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Post by Sylvia on Jun 8, 2007 13:42:05 GMT -5
*Sylvia smiled up at him.*
"No, I haven't gotten the --"
*Her brow suddenly furrowed and she picked up a letter that had been attached to the top of the box. She opened it and read it, her eyes growing wider. She set it down and immediately moved to the closet, pulling out the most conservative dress she could find.*
"They've called a council. They want to see me."
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Post by Jonathan Crane on Jun 8, 2007 13:43:44 GMT -5
"I see. Would you like me to come along, or to do this by yourself?"
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Post by Sylvia on Jun 8, 2007 13:48:23 GMT -5
*Sylvia looked up, a bit preoccupied. She smiled gently, refocusing. Slipping her gown off her shoulders, she walked over to him, touching his arm gently.*
"Of course I want you to come. If...if you don't mind. They'll probably want to talk to you about my case anyways."
*She sucked her lip.*
"Would that be all right?"
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Post by Jonathan Crane on Jun 8, 2007 13:49:36 GMT -5
*He shrugged*
"I don't know if my presence will help, but if there is a chance it will, I'll do it."
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Post by Sylvia on Jun 8, 2007 13:54:53 GMT -5
*Sylvia's smile was renewed. She slipped the new gown on and fastened it deftly and took his hand gently.*
"It always helps. At least you'll be able to make sure I get there."
*She kissed him gently, not wanting to make him feel uncomfortable. She knew that their physical relationship was in jeopardy.*
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Post by Jonathan Crane on Jun 8, 2007 13:58:46 GMT -5
*Crane nodded, and smiled as she kissed him*
"Ready whenever you are."
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Post by Sylvia on Jun 8, 2007 14:02:01 GMT -5
*Sylvia quickly pinned up her hair and offered her hand to him.*
"I'm ready."
((Heading to Notre Dame.))
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Post by Sylvia on Jun 9, 2007 11:11:29 GMT -5
***AFTER THE TRIALS AT NOTRE DAME***
*Sylvia walked uneasily into their room, wincing as she sat on the end of the bed, pushing the box slightly out of the way.*
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Post by Sylvia on Jun 14, 2007 7:21:57 GMT -5
***NEW NIGHT***
*After her dealings with Mondego, Sylvia had certainly felt more...confident, but this was no time to get overly so. If Dracula meant to do something bold at this ball, it was in her best interest not to be there. She had waited patiently to open the box, not wanting to tip her hand to Elisabeta until there was nothing she could do to stop it. And so now Sylvia sat on the bed, the large box in her hand and carefully opened it. Inside was an iron neck manacle attached to a long chain. It was embellished with mystic symbols. She sighed heavily and set it on the bed beside her, turning back to the box to fish the key out.*
Is this how far I've been reduced to?
*She only hoped that Dr. Crane would understand and not see it for anything too harmful of her. It was for a good reason. If it would even work at all. She looked up, hoping he would help her secure it properly.*
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Post by Jonathan Crane on Jun 14, 2007 7:23:59 GMT -5
*Crane looked at Sylvia and sighed*
"Is this really necessary?"
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Post by Sylvia on Jun 14, 2007 8:33:32 GMT -5
*Sylvia looked up, pained at his vexation. She lowered her face.*
"I can take it elsewhere if it perplexes you. I just...I don't think that either of us want me to go out tonight."
*She pursed her lips.*
"But there's no need for you to witness it. I'll find a quiet room elsewhere. Perhaps I might just use my old room at Dahlia's, assuming that it is still free. It is not as if Dracula will be there looking for me."
*She stood and moved to pack an overnight bag.*
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Post by Jonathan Crane on Jun 14, 2007 10:11:59 GMT -5
*Crane walked over to Sylvia and kissed her deeply*
"If you need help with anything, let me know."
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Post by Sylvia on Jun 14, 2007 10:14:55 GMT -5
*Sylvia savored the kiss but froze for a moment at his words.*
What was he saying?
*Her brow furrowed as she turned to stared at her luggage.*
"So...you want me to go?"
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