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Post by alyna on Mar 5, 2006 18:29:07 GMT -5
Alyna could tell that Rose was lost in her thoughts, so she kept silent and retreated into her own. She tried to remember everything that had happened the night of the opera. Daniella tripping on Carlotta; the noose in the dressing room (though that was only rumor); the figure in box five; the waiting... Alyna caught herself. The figure in box five was the Phantom, watching Kristine and perhaps Rose closer to the end. He must have met Rose before, otherwise she wouldn't have stood out among the rest of the singers. That was way Solange or anyone else hadn't been chosen. She respected Rose to tell everyone what had happened when the time came, and although Alyna was curious, she wasn't going to ask.
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Post by Madame Giry on Mar 5, 2006 19:54:18 GMT -5
Roslin sighed. "I'd better get some sleep. Tomorrow I've got to start get ready for the Ball and we have pratice as well. Good night!"[/]b Rose said, trying to sound friendly. She then laid down with her head on the pillow and pulled the covers over the shoulders.
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Post by alyna on Mar 5, 2006 19:56:41 GMT -5
"Godnight," Alyna said, stood up, and walked out quietly.
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Post by Madame Giry on Mar 5, 2006 21:29:05 GMT -5
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