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Post by Vianne Giry on Jul 24, 2007 18:14:33 GMT -5
*Vianne's glare could crack stone.*
"Erik." *She smacked him on the cheek.* "Stop it."
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Post by Lady Norrington on Jul 24, 2007 18:16:00 GMT -5
"That's it. Gimme that," said Megan, and she took the pipe from Vianne's hand and took a long suck. She coughed and sputtered briefly, then looked around the room.
"I don't feel any- whoa, okay, there it is..."
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Post by Vianne Giry on Jul 24, 2007 18:19:13 GMT -5
*Vianne buried her face in her hands.*
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Post by Richard on Jul 24, 2007 18:21:09 GMT -5
**AS MEGAN**
"Okay, wow. Not doing that again..."
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Post by Erik on Jul 25, 2007 9:19:16 GMT -5
"Madame, your face! Where has it gone? S'like the sun... no, the moon... Vianne, when the puppies are all gone, who will feed the cat?"
*Erik reached out to her, but she seemed very far away. He vaguely remembered seeing her naked somewhere, and the thought made him confused because he didn't think she was his husband, but he might be her wife. Or something. He leaned towards her, suddenly very serious.*
"I think you should have some, Vianne. My Christine has run away, and you've run back, and I would be a sad Phantom to keep all these lovely poppies to myself."
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Post by Vianne Giry on Jul 25, 2007 11:06:17 GMT -5
"I most certainly will not," *she said severely, not wanting to set a bad example for Megan.* "How do you even put this vile thing out?" *she peered at the pipe in the gloom fiddling with it and burning her finger in the process."
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Post by Erik on Jul 25, 2007 11:20:33 GMT -5
"Oh, you can't," *he said lazily.* "You've got to smoke it 'til it's all gone. You didn't used to be such a prude, Madame. But the pretty flowers have got you already, don't you know; like a tiger in a trap you are. Burning, burning bright. Can't escape."
*He laughed again and inhaled deeply, hoping the second-hand effects would at least keep him where he very much wanted to be right now.*
"But I shan't kill you, my kitten. Only tie you up in a bow and take you out rowing. Would you like that? Some catnip for the queen?"
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Post by Vianne Giry on Jul 25, 2007 11:24:43 GMT -5
((For the record, high!Erik is love.))
*Vianne shook her head, pressing her lips into a thin, grim line. She turned to Megan and pulled her out into the hallway, shutting the door behind them.*
"He'll be like this for a while. I'll sit with him to see he does himself no injury." *she passed her hand over her brow.* "You may as well try and get some sleep."
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Post by Erik on Jul 25, 2007 11:43:08 GMT -5
"ALL BY MYSELF, DON'T WANNA LIVE, ALL BY MYSELF ANYMORE!!!"
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Post by Vianne Giry on Jul 25, 2007 11:49:39 GMT -5
What on earth is that...not...music, surely!
*Vianne re-entered the room, slamming the door shut to keep the noise down.*
"Shh! Erik! Stop that!" *she hissed.*
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Post by Erik on Jul 25, 2007 12:00:50 GMT -5
*He grinned at her sloppily, his head swiveling drunkenly on his neck.*
"I will when you make me, pretty ballerina."
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Post by Vianne Giry on Jul 25, 2007 12:02:54 GMT -5
*She stalked over to the coffin and grabbed hold of his chin, giving his head a firm shake.*
"You're a disgrace!" *she said coldly.* "Now, I want you to put out this pipe."
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Post by Erik on Jul 25, 2007 12:16:30 GMT -5
*Erik pouted.*
"Why do you shake me like that? I'm quite dizzy enough already. I think I need more opium."
*He grabbed the pipe and blew the smoke into her face.*
"What weather we're having! Soon it will be raining indoors, and we shall have to take shelter under the curtains. Just don't let the sun find me; I'm very fair, and burn so easily. Are you hot, Madame? I am. I think propriety will not mind if I remove my collar and waistcoat whilst otherwise out of my mind, do you?"
*He wrenched off the offending garments and flailed his arms about.*
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Post by Vianne Giry on Jul 25, 2007 12:19:27 GMT -5
*Vianne coughed as the wave of smoke overwhelmed her. She grabbed the pipe back from Erik and opened her mouth to chastize him.
All that came out was a giggle.*
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Post by Erik on Jul 25, 2007 12:27:17 GMT -5
*Erik pointed at her and giggled back.*
"See, my dear? Aren't I prettier with my little misty halo?"
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