Aria
- In the Duggins -
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Alas! What fate has made me an alto?
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Post by Aria on Apr 17, 2006 20:48:16 GMT -5
*smiles, her eyes sparkling a brilliant shade of blue.*
My name is Arianielle DeLancy, but please call me Aria. And I come from Paris. I came here because I want to sing, but I'm afraid I have little chance at best for a lead. *She lets out a harmonious sigh, then brightens again.* And you?
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Post by Gabrielle on Apr 17, 2006 20:51:52 GMT -5
*Gabrielle looked over at Marianne* "Gabrielle Destler" *she said, mentally smiling at saying her new name flawlessly, and dipped into a small curtsey*
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Post by Meg Giry on Apr 20, 2006 1:44:39 GMT -5
*Meg slowly opened the door revealing a shy, innocent face. With a gradual pace she entered the room*
"Bonjour.” Meg said with her pure French accent clearly showing.
*She quickly glanced at everyone; being a bit nervous due to the fact that this was the first time she met them. She showed a faintish smile on her pale, skinny face*
I better try and sound mature... they're all older than me, such it seems. ...I better try my best to not embarrass myself, no true ballerina can afford public humiliation… Can she? No, she cannot…
*Slowly, she moved to the nearest available bed and put her bag there. Her shyness and gentleness was noticeable. Today she was the contrast of the active, vivid, Meg she usually was*
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Mary Heller
- Masterful Virgin -
We are all so much more complicated than our names
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Post by Mary Heller on Apr 20, 2006 18:30:53 GMT -5
*Mary flung the door to the dressing room open, her black cape billowing out behind her as she flung it off in a huff, not paying any attention to the other girls in the room. Placing her hands on the bed, she leaned down and breathed deeply, calming herself down, before tucking a stray curled lock behind an ear and turning to face the room. Seeing the ballerina only a bed away looking at her oddly, Mary smiled in apology* "Mary Heller" *she said, introducing herself and holding a hand out*"pleasure to make your aquiantence"
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Post by Rose on Apr 23, 2006 21:51:35 GMT -5
*smiles, her eyes sparkling a brilliant shade of blue.* My name is Arianielle DeLancy, but please call me Aria. And I come from Paris. I came here because I want to sing, but I'm afraid I have little chance at best for a lead. *She lets out a harmonious sigh, then brightens again.* And you? "I'm a dancer," Marianne replied. "Even though I'm new, I've heard that the patron thinks I'm one of the best he's ever seen." She blushed demurely. "Of course, he isn't the ballet mistress!" She smiled again. "Why is it that you don't think you'll get a lead part? Have you not been singing long?" She understood the built-in nervousness that accompanied the performing arts, and hoped that perhaps she could draw Aria out of her shell. "Why don't you sing a song so I can hear your voice?"
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Post by Rose on Apr 23, 2006 21:54:12 GMT -5
*Gabrielle looked over at Marianne* "Gabrielle Destler" *she said, mentally smiling at saying her new name flawlessly, and dipped into a small curtsey* Marianne smiled at the new arrival. My, we have been busy recently! she thought to herself. However, she had no problem with new performers; in fact, it was nice to have new faces to become friends with. "It's nice to meet you, Gabrielle," she replied. "First, I must ask - are you a singer or a dancer? It seems that everyone here is one or the other!" She laughed; a sweet, bell-like sound.
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Post by Gabrielle on Apr 27, 2006 18:29:18 GMT -5
*Gabrielle smiled at the ballerina* "Dancer" *she answered* "I'm surprised we've never met, I've been here for almost a year!"* She winked a blue eye*"may I assume your a dancer as well?" *she asked, eyeing Marianne's pointes*
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Post by Selena on Nov 18, 2007 9:51:56 GMT -5
***New Day.****
*Selena opened the door slowly and coughed at the dust. it seemed no one shared a room anymore. She entered and moved over to her bed. Everything was the same.*
"At least I have my clothes."
*Selena changed quickly into a loose fitting dress and flopped down onto the bed.*
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Post by Aphrodite on Nov 18, 2007 9:54:02 GMT -5
*Aphrodite snapped in at that moment, while trying to get to somewhere else entirely in Paris.*
"Dammit, not again! Stupid Hellenic powers!" *She groaned, before noticing Selena.* "Any chance you know how to get to the Rousseau Teahouse on Rue Grenier from here?"
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Post by Selena on Nov 18, 2007 10:48:18 GMT -5
*Selena jumped at the sudden appearance of the woman.*
"Um... no I don't actually."
*Have been resurrected several times the idea of supernatural forces were very familiar. However their sudden appearances still remained shocking.*
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Post by Aphrodite on Nov 18, 2007 11:53:34 GMT -5
"Damn." *She examined Selena for a moment.* "You've been resurrected, haven't you?"
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Post by Selena on Nov 18, 2007 15:32:42 GMT -5
*Selena nodded.*
"A few times, have another body now though."
*She smiled sadly and turned back to the wall.*
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Post by Raoul on Nov 20, 2007 10:00:23 GMT -5
*Cough*
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Post by Micaela on Nov 21, 2007 13:25:31 GMT -5
((I didn't forget, what are you talking about??))
**APH**
*She scrutinized her.*
"Well, there had to have been a reason for all those times coming back. I'm Aphrodite, by the way." *She said, as if it were completely normal to be a Goddess.*
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Post by Selena on Nov 25, 2007 6:07:57 GMT -5
*Selena raised an eyebrow.*
"And I'm a lesbian ghost."
*She pinched herself.*
"Well, half right."
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