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Post by Erik on Apr 14, 2008 21:35:59 GMT -5
*Erik thought his heart might explode in his chest.*
"You're... you're... leaving Erik?"
*His face, for the moment, registered only betrayal.*
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Post by Christian Daaé on Apr 14, 2008 21:49:38 GMT -5
"Oh, Erik."
*Christian shook his head, relaxing his defensive posture*
"No, I'm not. I just...I need more than this place. I can't live in these walls only."
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Post by Erik on Apr 14, 2008 21:54:48 GMT -5
"You are bored with Erik," *he said.* "But I never said you must remain within these walls. Surely you can still sleep here. Erik will understand."
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Post by Christian Daaé on Apr 14, 2008 22:09:01 GMT -5
*He shook his head, his gaze earnest*
"No, Erik, I'm not bored. I don't it's even possible to be bored with you. It's...it's where I am right now. I'm where I thought I wanted to be in my life, but...I still feel at a loss. I just need to find what I am really looking for."
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Post by Raoul on Apr 15, 2008 2:31:24 GMT -5
*Raoula swallow. God, this was familiar. Except, of course last time Christine had been in love with him and he had found it difficult to breath. But apart from that, completely the same.*
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Post by Erik on Apr 15, 2008 10:32:16 GMT -5
*Erik's face darkened.*
"You could not say such things if you loved Erik," *he said, his voice brittle and dangerous. He rounded on Raoula.*
"You! You incite him to such things. What is your place in this, Miss Barbarina Figaro?"
*His eyes narrowed.*
"He said you were a Chagny."
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Post by Raoul on Apr 15, 2008 11:04:25 GMT -5
*Raoula did what could only truly be described as 'shifty eyes'*
"I am?"
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Post by Erik on Apr 15, 2008 11:30:43 GMT -5
*That niggling feeling. The one that said he knew her from somewhere. Her shifty expression. What was it?*
"Who are you?"
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Post by Raoul on Apr 15, 2008 11:55:23 GMT -5
"Raoula De Chagny."
*She looked up at him, feeling a little more confident.*
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Post by Erik on Apr 15, 2008 12:02:13 GMT -5
*Erik's eyes widened and the blood drained from his face.*
"I didn't know the vicomte had a sister," *he said vaguely, feeling ill.*
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Post by Christian Daaé on Apr 15, 2008 12:02:45 GMT -5
*All desire to argue fled at this strange turn of events*
"Wait...you two know each other?"
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Post by Raoul on Apr 15, 2008 12:07:33 GMT -5
*Raoula nodded vaguely at them both before looking back at Erik, an oddly guilty expression on her face.*
"He does, but I am not her. It is difficult to explain."
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Post by Erik on Apr 15, 2008 12:13:11 GMT -5
*Erik looked back and forth between Christian and Raoula.
Christian. Raoula.*
"Oh my god."
*Erik bent over and vomited profusely on the stage, recalling a certain ball.*
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Post by Raoul on Apr 15, 2008 12:15:36 GMT -5
*Raoula would like to say that she had never had that reaction from someone she had slept with before. But unfortunately that would be, you know, a lie.*
"Ironic isn't it?"
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Post by Christian Daaé on Apr 15, 2008 12:17:26 GMT -5
*Christian said one word. But in that word was packed a hell of a lot of confusion and shock*
"WHAT?!"
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