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Post by Christine on Mar 19, 2007 17:47:56 GMT -5
((You can leave or kidnap me or something- it is getting repetitive.))
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Post by Gerik on Mar 19, 2007 17:50:27 GMT -5
((Yeah, kidnapping sounds fun. Give me a sec...))
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Post by Christine on Mar 19, 2007 17:52:43 GMT -5
((In that case...))
*Turns to Erik* "Yes, I do know you. It's been a long time."
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Post by Gerik on Mar 19, 2007 17:53:34 GMT -5
*panics at the thought of Christine choosing Erik over him*
Christine...*steps toward her, his eyes softening*...you alone can make my song take flight. You know that. I hope that you'll remember that. There is no one in my life but you. (*gestures violently at Kayte, to silence her before she can argue*)
*glances at Erik and Kayte out of the corner of his eye before suddenly rushing forward, taking Christine in his arms and disappearing around a corner into the inky blackness of the cellars with a single (sexy) swish of his cape*
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Post by Christine on Mar 19, 2007 17:54:27 GMT -5
*Vanishes with a scream*
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Post by Gerik on Mar 19, 2007 17:55:38 GMT -5
*DUN DUN DUN!!!*
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Post by Erik on Mar 19, 2007 17:56:12 GMT -5
"Idiot! You should have killed him when you had the chance, Erik!" *Erik castigated himself. He ran to follow, but tripped over Kayte instead. When he got to the corner, they had disappeared. How had they done that? He knew everything about this place! He stalked over to Kayte and held her by the scruff of her neck.* "Where did he take her?" *he growled.*
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Post by Christine on Mar 19, 2007 18:01:17 GMT -5
((I think Kayte's gone, btw))
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Post by Erik on Mar 19, 2007 18:08:09 GMT -5
((Do you mean the person? Because Kayte didn't leave. At least, not explicitly.))
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Post by Christine on Mar 19, 2007 18:08:59 GMT -5
((I meant the person))
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Post by kayte on Mar 19, 2007 19:01:08 GMT -5
((I'm ba-ack!))
*Kayte slapped Erik's hands off of her* Stop! Don't touch me there! That's part of my no-no square! ... They're probably at Gerik's bachelor pad. It's...this way. *She walked down the passageway happily*
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Post by Erik on Mar 20, 2007 12:22:08 GMT -5
Bachelor... pad? *Erik echoed. There was that word again. Pad. He sighed and followed the girl, not completely sold on not wringing her neck, but aware he could do it just as easily in a few minutes as right now.*
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Post by Christine on Mar 20, 2007 18:09:48 GMT -5
WHEREVER GERIK AND I ARE
"Am I now to be prey to your lust for flesh?", *Christine asked, terrified. "And don't say your face has denied it because, to judge from that girl, I don't really think that's the case."
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Post by Gerik on Mar 20, 2007 20:02:02 GMT -5
((I'm going...um...backstage! Follow me! Erik, you didn't hear that.))
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Post by Christine on Mar 20, 2007 20:03:12 GMT -5
((*Is carried off backstage*))
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