Elphaba
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Post by Elphaba on Nov 6, 2007 15:36:30 GMT -5
"That's the earnestness acting up again. You're mistaken. I'm quite wicked. Everyone knows it."
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Post by Quasimodo on Nov 6, 2007 15:38:41 GMT -5
"Gypsies are wicked. And you don't seem anything like a Gypsy." *He said. Once again, brainwashed.*
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Elphaba
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Post by Elphaba on Nov 6, 2007 15:40:49 GMT -5
"What's a Gypsy?"
For once, she was stumped.
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Post by Quasimodo on Nov 6, 2007 15:44:33 GMT -5
"They're wicked people; witches who steal children and money and lie. They live in caravans. Well, that's what Frollo says. They're the ones who put on the Feast of Fools every year, and everyone there looks like they're just having lots of fun. And dancing. I think Frollo doesn't like them because they're different. Like me." *He said. Character growth? Possibly. Esmerelda screaming at Frollo for him had done rather a bit of good.*
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Elphaba
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Post by Elphaba on Nov 6, 2007 15:49:53 GMT -5
"Well, I'm a witch," said Elphaba.
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Post by Quasimodo on Nov 6, 2007 15:52:12 GMT -5
*He gazed at her in wonder.*
"Really? Frollo said that witchraft was evil. But I think it's interesting."
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Elphaba
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Post by Elphaba on Nov 6, 2007 15:55:45 GMT -5
"Where I come from, we have whole schools of sorcery. But anyway, that's not why I'm wicked."
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Post by Quasimodo on Nov 6, 2007 15:57:15 GMT -5
*He raised one eyebrow (the other couldn't move because of his wart/growth thing).*
"Really? Wow. Schools for sorcery." *He said, thinking on it for a moment.* "So where're we going?"
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Elphaba
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Post by Elphaba on Nov 6, 2007 15:58:50 GMT -5
"I haven't the foggiest."
She sat down on a jutting piece of masonry and put her chin in her hands.
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Post by Quasimodo on Nov 6, 2007 16:02:02 GMT -5
"Hmm. Maybe there're other houses down here. Maybe... maybe there's a whole underground city!" *He exclaimed, then remembered that he was in Paris, not a science-fiction novel.* "Or maybe not. But I bet there's someplace we could go."
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Elphaba
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Post by Elphaba on Nov 6, 2007 16:04:17 GMT -5
"Oh, it's 'we' n-"
She caught herself, realizing that she'd already told him she'd take care of him. Damn it.
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Post by Quasimodo on Nov 6, 2007 16:06:18 GMT -5
"The court of miracles!" *He exclaimed loudly.* "It's underground! And I have a map to it because Micaela has screwed with her original point of departure from the disney plot!" *He took out the necklace and showed it to her.*
((I'm relying on it being empty and defunct cause it's 400 years later))
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Elphaba
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Post by Elphaba on Nov 6, 2007 16:13:01 GMT -5
"I am not living underground."
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Post by Quasimodo on Nov 6, 2007 16:13:46 GMT -5
"I thought you didn't like it above ground." *He said, suddenly worried about going above ground because of the people.*
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Elphaba
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Post by Elphaba on Nov 6, 2007 16:20:52 GMT -5
"Well, I don't like it any better down here. It's all... wet."
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