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Post by Ezriel on Nov 23, 2007 22:45:57 GMT -5
*Hector wandered and found himself in the auditorium. He scrutinized it, wondering what it could be, and concluded that it was some sort of indoor ampitheater.*
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Nov 23, 2007 22:51:53 GMT -5
*Scarlett slipped into the auditorium, looking around for Teddy and dressed (as usual) in her riding clothes.* Hello? Teddy? *She jumped slightly when she saw someone else was already in here.* Oh! Excuse me, monsieur, I didn't realize that anyone was in here.
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Post by Ezriel on Nov 23, 2007 22:54:03 GMT -5
*As floored as he was to see a woman in pants, he turned to her.*
"It's fine. Do you know where we are?" *He asked. He was, obviously, quite confused.*
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Nov 23, 2007 23:01:21 GMT -5
The auditorium of the Opera Populaire, monsieur. Where else could we be? *She smiled, brushing her long curls out of her face.*
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Post by Ezriel on Nov 23, 2007 23:05:05 GMT -5
*He sort of looked around awkwardly.*
"I'm not precisely sure how I got here; the last time I laid my head down I was in Sparta. None of what you just said means anything to me." *He explained. She was quite lovely, in his opinion. That was rather distracting.*
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Nov 23, 2007 23:13:25 GMT -5
Sparta, monsieur? *She was quite confused.* I'm afraid I don't understand- that doesn't make any sense. *Her face lit up with a sudden idea.* Are you a performer here, in one of those new operas?
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Post by Ezriel on Nov 23, 2007 23:15:46 GMT -5
*He shook his head.*
"Opera? I'm afraid I'm not familiar with the term, though this seems to be an amphitheater of some kind. I'm certainly not an actor, either."
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Nov 23, 2007 23:27:46 GMT -5
Really? You seem like you would fit right into one of them, the way you're dressed. No offense, or anything. *She blushed slightly. He was extremely attractive in a muscley way.*
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Post by Ezriel on Nov 23, 2007 23:29:46 GMT -5
"This is the customary dress for a commander in the Trojan army." *He said, frowning at her confusedly.* "Do women often wear clothing like yours in this place?"
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Nov 23, 2007 23:31:42 GMT -5
No, most women don't. I'm a bit of a tomboy. *She cocked her head slightly, looking at him curiously.* The Trojan army, monsieur? Are you certain you're feeling alright?
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Post by Ezriel on Nov 23, 2007 23:42:28 GMT -5
"Yes, I feel quite fine." *He suddenly realized what error he had made.*
"A thousand apologies, maiden, for not introducing myself. I am Hector of Troy, son of Priam and Tamer of Horses." *He said, kneeling before her and drawing his sword. He presented the flat side of the blade to her as a sign of peace before standing and sheathing it again.*
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Nov 23, 2007 23:52:26 GMT -5
*Hector of Troy? Something sparked in her memory from something she'd read, but she ignored it and managed a pretty, if slightly awkward, curtsy.* It's lovely to meet you, Monsieur Hector. I'm Scarlett Booth.
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Post by Ezriel on Nov 23, 2007 23:54:48 GMT -5
*He realised that she had a really funny name.*
"And have you seen none of the Trojan army here, Scarlett, daughter of Booth?" *He asked Scarlett.*
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Nov 24, 2007 0:03:54 GMT -5
No, monsieur, I'm afraid that there is a serious lack of Trojans in Paris at this time.
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Post by Sylvia on Nov 24, 2007 10:02:47 GMT -5
((Hence all the babies. *rim shot*))
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