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Post by Julian on Jan 11, 2008 22:35:02 GMT -5
*Julian was oblivious to her jealousy or sadness. He only knew that she did not believe him.*
"You may ask him. Perhaps then you could see that such things are possible."
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Post by Josephine on Jan 11, 2008 22:37:08 GMT -5
"Perhaps Erika shall. It seems she is rather short of things to do in this opera house. I don't supposed Erik is still in the lair? Oh, of course he is. Where else would he be?"
*She was completely unaware that she'd spoken her thoughts aloud*
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Post by Julian on Jan 11, 2008 22:46:16 GMT -5
*Julian bristled slightly, but was unsure as to why.*
"There are times when he is out. But I will escort you, if you'd like."
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Post by Josephine on Jan 11, 2008 22:47:59 GMT -5
"Erika appreciates the offer, but she can find the way on her own. It is still her opera, no matter how ugly it looks now."
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Post by Julian on Jan 11, 2008 22:52:01 GMT -5
*Julian's frown deepened, but he lifted his hands in submission.*
"Fine. Suit yourself."
But I will not mourn you should Erik's traps ensnare you.
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Post by Josephine on Jan 11, 2008 22:53:35 GMT -5
*She grinned, the smile rather unpleasant*
"Erika will not forget this meeting. She thinks you are far more agreeable than her doppleganger in the cellars."
*With that, she melted away into the shadows, and slipped on down into the depths of the opera...*
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Post by Julian on Jan 11, 2008 22:55:50 GMT -5
Well that's good, I guess...
*Julian sighed and stepped to the edge, but his mood had soured. Eventually he gave up and slipped back down to the cellars.*
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