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Post by Erik on Apr 15, 2008 15:37:05 GMT -5
*Erik figured that meant him.*
"Christian," *he said quietly, in his Angel voice.* "I'm sorry."
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Post by Christian Daaé on Apr 15, 2008 16:38:42 GMT -5
*A familiar shiver went through him at that tone, but Christian refused to let that influence him*
"Are you really, Erik? Or are you only saying that, and sometime later down the road you'll do something like this again?"
*He found, to his surprise, that he sounded very flat. Almost hollow*
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Post by Erik on Apr 15, 2008 16:53:27 GMT -5
*The ache in his chest was unlike the hollow, Julian-less feeling he always had. But it still hurt. He felt Christian slipping away from him. Would this scene replay over and over, each time for a different sin?*
"What do you want of Erik, Christian?" *he asked.* "Tell me. You say you are unhappy, but you will not tell Erik. You will tell that boy instead. You intend to leave, but you do not tell Erik. What can Erik give you that you would stay for?"
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Post by Christian Daaé on Apr 15, 2008 18:35:01 GMT -5
*He let out a shaky breath. So he wasn't as calm as he'd thought*
"It's not something I can easily explain, Erik. It's not...it's not my relationships that are lacking, it's the rest of my life. It's...meaningless. I though I had what I wanted, but I don't. But I'll never find it if I'm constantly in one place."
*His eyes pleaded with Erik to understand*
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Post by Erik on Apr 15, 2008 19:23:15 GMT -5
"How can it be meaningless?" *Erik cried.* "How can you say that, to whom Erik has given all this? There is no meaning in the world, Christian, but that which two people make together."
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Post by Christian Daaé on Apr 16, 2008 7:02:57 GMT -5
*He sighed. Maybe he wasn't making sense, but then again, this was something that was difficult to articulate*
"Erik, it's hard for me to explain. It's not even something entirely concrete I just..."
*He flailed a moment, words failing*
"...need a change of scenery?" He finished lamely.
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Post by Erik on Apr 16, 2008 11:50:18 GMT -5
"Then Erik will take you somewhere."
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Post by Christian Daaé on Apr 16, 2008 12:57:22 GMT -5
"I mean...not like a vacation. To live somewhere else."
Please get what I mean, please, don't make me say it directly...
*Dear god, it was turning into one of those conversations, wasn't it? The 'I need some space' kind.*
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Post by Erik on Apr 16, 2008 13:21:55 GMT -5
"Erik always said he would live in an ordinary house when he had a wife," *Erik mused.* "And with my new face... Where would you like to live, Christian? Erik will build us a house!"
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Post by Christian Daaé on Apr 16, 2008 15:36:20 GMT -5
*That took him by surprise.*
"Er...really? You'd live away from the opera?"
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Post by Erik on Apr 16, 2008 15:51:12 GMT -5
*Erik hoped his hesitation wasn't noticeable.*
"For you, Christian? Of course."
*The thought, however, filled him with terror. Still, he'd long been able to hide that particular emotion.*
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Post by Christian Daaé on Apr 16, 2008 18:47:52 GMT -5
*He couldn't look more relieved at this news if he tried*
"And here I thought you'd argue, or just downright refuse something like that."
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Post by Erik on Apr 16, 2008 21:41:29 GMT -5
*Erik felt his gorge rise but forced his voice to steady.*
"I love you, Christian. If that is what you desire, then I cannot deny it to you."
*Erik had lived in the bowels of the Opera since it had been built; it seemed like from time immemorial. Could he really, truly leave?
The alternative was Christian leaving. Without him.*
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Post by Christian Daaé on Apr 16, 2008 21:44:36 GMT -5
*Finally giving Erik a genuine smile, he embraced the other man*
"Thank you, Erik. I appreciate that."
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Post by Erik on Apr 16, 2008 22:35:30 GMT -5
*At Christian's touch, Erik calmed somewhat. At least he wasn't talking about Raoul anymore.*
No... no... mustn't think of him. Her.
*He wanted to be sick again.*
"Well then. We have much to do. Where would you like to live?"
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