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Post by Sinclair de Chagny on Feb 11, 2007 15:03:15 GMT -5
*Sinclair adjusted the scenery, swinging between the various platforms with the ease of someone who was well used to the stage. He stopped for a moment and dropped down onto the stage, wiping his forehead.*
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Post by Parisa on Feb 11, 2007 15:34:09 GMT -5
*Parisa wandered backstage boredly, humming softly to herself*
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Post by Sinclair de Chagny on Feb 11, 2007 15:42:30 GMT -5
*Sinclair noticed Parisa walk in and jumped down in front of here.*
Hello.
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Post by Parisa on Feb 12, 2007 22:20:57 GMT -5
*Parisa jumped slightly as Sinclair jumped down in front of her* Hi! I see you survived that bar. *She said, unable to stop a big smile from spreading over her pretty face*
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Post by Sinclair de Chagny on Feb 13, 2007 6:35:21 GMT -5
*Sinclair rolled his eyes.*
Yes, sorry about that.Didn't come without a price though.
*He rubbed his head wistfully.*
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Post by Parisa on Feb 13, 2007 18:53:40 GMT -5
*Parisa laughed lightly* I know the feeling.
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Post by Sinclair de Chagny on Feb 14, 2007 12:06:16 GMT -5
*Sinclair raised an eyebrow.*
Do you?, Miss Parisa I am shocked.
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Post by Parisa on Feb 15, 2007 17:55:32 GMT -5
*Parisa blushed as she realized what she had said* Oh, not like...I didn't mean, um, the drinking-hangover part...just being stuck in a bar...though I'm fairly sure that my reasons for being in a bar are quite different form yours.
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Post by Vianne Giry on Mar 17, 2007 13:36:13 GMT -5
*Madame Giry strode through the wings, a severe look on her face.* "Miss Lawrence--" *she said to Parisa.* "Don't you have a rehearsal to attend? And you, boy--watch what you're doing!" *she said to Sinclair, jerking her head towards the scenery.*
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Post by Sinclair de Chagny on Mar 17, 2007 13:38:41 GMT -5
*Sinclair turned away from Parisa.*
Yes Ma'am. I was just adjusting the props. Someone made a mess last time.
*He picked up a broom and moved it to the other side of the stage.*
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Post by Vianne Giry on Mar 17, 2007 13:40:00 GMT -5
*Giry continued to frown slightly.* "You look familiar," *she mused.*
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Post by Sinclair de Chagny on Mar 17, 2007 13:43:37 GMT -5
*Sinclair looked up.*
I've lived here all my life Ma'am.
*He walked over and picked up a very heavy box. He gritted his teeth as he moved it into the wings, his shirt displaying clearly his well toned body.*
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Post by Vianne Giry on Mar 17, 2007 13:48:42 GMT -5
*Madame Giry peered at his face.* "I'm certain you..." *She shook her head.* "Who are your parents?"
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Post by Sinclair de Chagny on Mar 17, 2007 13:49:53 GMT -5
*Sinclair's face hardened.*
Georgiana de Changy is my mother. She raised me alone.
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Post by Vianne Giry on Mar 17, 2007 13:55:57 GMT -5
*Madame Giry considered this for a moment.* That blonde woman...the Vicomte's sister...wasn't she seen about with the Persian...? --Of course! I see the resemblance now. "Monsieur Khan did not contribute to your education or keeping?" *she asked, surprised.*
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