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Post by Enjolras on Jun 18, 2007 20:16:52 GMT -5
*He looked at her curiously.*
"I thought you said you couldn't speak."
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Post by Belladonna on Jun 18, 2007 20:19:00 GMT -5
*She shook her head, confused.* I...can't. I don't know why... *She shook her head. It couldn't be because of Christian, she would know if it was. Wouldn't she?*
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Post by Enjolras on Jun 18, 2007 20:22:21 GMT -5
*He looked at her for a moment, squeezing her hand.*
"Was there anything that the...deal involved that would give you your voice again?"
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Post by Belladonna on Jun 18, 2007 20:26:29 GMT -5
*She shook her head again.* I don't think there is anything short of my friend's death that could get my voice back. *Bella gave him a sort of sad half-smile.* Have you ever been to the Opera? It's a lovely place.
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Post by Enjolras on Jun 18, 2007 20:30:37 GMT -5
*He nodded.*
"I went to a production of Faust once, when I was little. I didn't enjoy it very much, I spent the whole time crawling under the seats."
*He smiled.*
"I think I would enjoy it more if I saw one now."
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Post by Belladonna on Jun 18, 2007 20:33:59 GMT -5
*She smiled brightly* Would you like to come to one tonight? I couldn't afford tickets, but if you don't mind sneaking in there are always plenty of places to watch.
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Post by Enjolras on Jun 18, 2007 20:36:29 GMT -5
*He smiled at her.*
"I'd be delighted to buy two seats for tonight's performance. It would be a wonderful way to celebrate being human again."
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Post by Belladonna on Jun 18, 2007 20:37:59 GMT -5
*She beamed at him.* The new opera is supposed to be very...new. And different. And innovative.
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Post by Enjolras on Jun 18, 2007 20:40:26 GMT -5
*He grinned.*
"It sounds like something I would like, being a revolutionary and all."
*He extended a hand.*
"Mademoiselle Belladonna--would you do me the honor of accompanying me to tonight's opera at seven PM?" *He said, with a lot of kidding ceremony.*
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Post by Belladonna on Jun 18, 2007 20:43:37 GMT -5
*She smiled sparklingly, taking his hand delicately and managing a sort of fake-sitting-curtsy.* I would be honored, Monsieur Enjolras.
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Post by Enjolras on Jun 18, 2007 20:45:56 GMT -5
((should we start a new thread?))
*He grinned, stood up, and put a few francs on the table.*
"If you'll excuse me, I believe I need to go pick up tickets. Getting them shouldn't be a problem, my family were benefactors when the Garnier was built. I'm grandfathered in, I can get whatever tickets I want. Any particular seat you'd like?"
*He smiled, happy to be living again.*
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Post by Belladonna on Jun 18, 2007 20:47:59 GMT -5
((Yeah. But I have to go for a little bit, I've got to take a shower before it gets too late. I'll be back in a little while.))
*Bella stood as well.* I'm not picky.
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Post by Enjolras on Jun 18, 2007 20:50:08 GMT -5
*He smirked.*
"Then I'll be sure to get us front-row. Where would you like me to pick you up?"
*He wondered for a moment if his house would still contain his things. He had never been registered as dead. He thought for a moment. His little brother Edouard would probably still be alive, hoarding things as always.*
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Post by Belladonna on Jun 18, 2007 21:37:14 GMT -5
((I iz back!))
*She smiled, absolutely glowing.* I actually live at the Opera...shall I meet you in the Foyer?
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Post by Enjolras on Jun 18, 2007 21:43:16 GMT -5
*He bowed dramatically and nodded.*
"Shall I meet you at six thirty? By the stairs? Like in Titanic?"
((as in like in five minutes in the foyer?))
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