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Post by Christian Daaé on Sept 12, 2007 16:47:50 GMT -5
((Hehehe...Christian's so oblivious))
"Maybe I can change their minds." He said, determinedly.
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Post by Erik on Sept 12, 2007 16:48:52 GMT -5
*Erik smiled.*
"And how would you propose to do that, pray?"
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Post by Christian Daaé on Sept 12, 2007 16:50:58 GMT -5
"I will tell them exactly what I think of you. And if that's not enough, then surely they'll see through the way you treat me."
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Post by Erik on Sept 12, 2007 17:00:22 GMT -5
*The boy really was so charmingly simple.*
"You are given leave to try, by all means, my dear," *Erik said.* "But do not be discouraged if it does not work."
And Erik should be careful about who you talk to; lest you get any wrong ideas about him.
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Post by Christian Daaé on Sept 12, 2007 17:24:46 GMT -5
*Christian gave him a hug before continuing further into the auditorium*
"They'll see! They must!"
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Post by Erik on Sept 12, 2007 17:26:25 GMT -5
But who will see you, my boy, and want you too?
*Erik followed him.*
"You would look good on this stage."
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Post by Christian Daaé on Sept 12, 2007 17:29:02 GMT -5
*Christian looked over the stage with a critical eye*
"It looks about the same size, even if the decorations are different."
*Turned to Erik, a smile on his face*
"I'd love to sing up here."
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Post by Erik on Sept 12, 2007 17:31:24 GMT -5
"And you shall," *Erik said solemnly, wishing the stage was pretty enough for his boy. His girl. Whichever.*
"What else would you like to see?"
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Post by Christian Daaé on Sept 12, 2007 17:33:09 GMT -5
"Well...this may sound strange, but...the roof?"
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Post by Erik on Sept 12, 2007 17:42:55 GMT -5
*Erik's heart froze, but his smile remained.*
"Of course," *he said. There was no reason to fear. Raoul was not here. This Christine had not betrayed him.*
Yet, *the little voice in his head said.*
"To the roof."
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Post by Christian Daaé on Sept 12, 2007 17:47:02 GMT -5
"Hopefully the way I remember is the same..." *He let his voice trail off thoughtfully as he headed for where he hoped the stairwell would be *
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