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Post by Gerik on Mar 20, 2007 21:00:44 GMT -5
*spazzes*
Oh God, it's not...I didn't...wait.
*stares*
...are you blind?
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Post by Nadir on Mar 20, 2007 21:03:42 GMT -5
*Nadir turned towards the voice.* "...Do I know you? Who's there?"
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Post by Gerik on Mar 20, 2007 21:05:53 GMT -5
*coughs and disguises his voice, sounding like a really manly little girl*
No sir, I'm afraid we have never met before!
*glances down to make sure Christine is still breathing*
Well, um, sorry, but I have to leave!
*ducks out and runs for it*
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Post by Christine on Mar 20, 2007 21:07:15 GMT -5
*Flutters her eyelashes open, shrinks back in terror, then relaxes when she sees who stands there* "Oh my god, is he gone?"
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Post by Nadir on Mar 20, 2007 21:07:31 GMT -5
*Nadir shook his head.* I knew blindness might mess with my perception...but now my hearing's going, too? *thock* "There's still someone there...on the floor..." *He knelt down and his hands found a woman lying on the floor.* "Miss? Are you alright?" *His hands gingerly touched her face.*
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Post by Christine on Mar 20, 2007 21:08:31 GMT -5
"Nadir", *she softly sobbed*, "I can't thank you enough!"
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Post by Nadir on Mar 20, 2007 21:09:14 GMT -5
*He paused.* "Who...who is that? Mademoiselle--?"
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Post by Christine on Mar 20, 2007 21:09:59 GMT -5
"Daae`" *she said, still choking back tears*. "Christine Daae."
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Post by Nadir on Mar 20, 2007 21:11:02 GMT -5
*Nadir was shocked for a moment before he fumbled for her hands to help her to her feet.* "Mademoiselle Daae! I did not think you would be--can you stand? Are you hurt at all?"
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Post by Christine on Mar 20, 2007 21:14:00 GMT -5
((I'm finally being kicked off...))
*Christine nearly collapsed into Nadir's strong arms*
"He dragged me back here! I screamed, but no one came. I tried to struggle, but it was no use. He pinned me against the wall, and..."
*Breaks down sobbing*
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Post by Nadir on Mar 20, 2007 21:16:11 GMT -5
*Nadir held the young woman, frowning as he recalled the news he'd heard and why he'd returned to the opera even though he hadn't felt ready for a possible encounter with the Vicomte.* "Erik's returned..." *He brushed the loose strands of hair from her brow and gently, if awkwardly, tried to comfort the sobbing woman.* "Did Erik do this to you?" *He frowned. The voice he'd heard had not sounded anything like Erik's. Erik, for one, was not Scottish.*
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Post by Christine on Mar 21, 2007 20:53:47 GMT -5
"I don't think so", *Christine gasped.* "I heard a girl call him Gerik..."
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Post by Nadir on Mar 21, 2007 20:59:34 GMT -5
"Come, we must get you to the infirmary." *He supported her, but gripped her elbow.* "You may have to lead me there..."
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Post by Christine on Mar 21, 2007 21:02:26 GMT -5
"I'll help you", *she whispered.* "But I'm scared to stay here. Is there a safe place for me to hide?"
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Post by Nadir on Mar 21, 2007 21:12:02 GMT -5
"The infirmary...they can make certain you're alright..." *he said.*
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