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Post by Madame Giry on May 30, 2006 11:21:47 GMT -5
"Okay, Erik. I'll be seeing you later," Roslin said as she headed for the door back into the party room. Erik glanced at Alyna then turned to leave through the back garden gate, pulling the hold of his cloak over his head.
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Post by alyna on May 30, 2006 15:57:32 GMT -5
Alyna slipped silently off of her branch, landing like a a cat- on all fours. Not bothering to dust off her dress like most girls her age would, she picked up her skirts and followed on ballet slippered feet.
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Post by Madame Giry on May 30, 2006 17:47:35 GMT -5
Erik smirked as he reached for the door handle and Roslin turned momentarily before opening the door.
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Post by alyna on May 30, 2006 18:24:58 GMT -5
"So that's it?" Alyna said to him. "You're just going to let me follow you back to your hole in the ground?"
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Post by Madame Giry on May 30, 2006 18:44:42 GMT -5
"You're not going to follow me," Erik said, not looking back. Roslin watched silently.
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Post by alyna on May 31, 2006 7:10:20 GMT -5
Alyna stepped on the bottom of his cloak to keep him from moving forward or turning around. "Why not?"
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Post by Madame Giry on May 31, 2006 9:41:48 GMT -5
Erik pulled his cloak fiercely, tripping up Alyna. "You are really starting to annoy," Erik said. He was definetly going to get this ballerina out of the way...and quickly. She was one of the most annoying beasts he had ever met.
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Post by alyna on May 31, 2006 15:59:17 GMT -5
Alyna jammed her leg into Erik's, knocking him down. Then she picked herself up and pulled a dagger out of her corset. "Well, at least I'm not a good-for-nothing mole who thinks he can write operas."
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Post by Madame Giry on May 31, 2006 16:01:36 GMT -5
"Too bad you're an idiot instead," Roslin said approaching with a look of anger and fear on her face.
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Post by alyna on May 31, 2006 16:03:09 GMT -5
Alyna did a graceful stage bow. "Pound a fool with hammers and you will gain nothing."
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Post by Madame Giry on May 31, 2006 16:04:29 GMT -5
"But pound a fool with a vase and we might have something now, eh?" Roslin said, as Erik got to his feet, and then she threw a clay pot at Alyna, though she missed and it crashed against the wall.
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Post by alyna on May 31, 2006 16:07:47 GMT -5
((*rofl*)) Alyna ignored the vase. "I haven't heard that one."
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Post by Madame Giry on May 31, 2006 16:09:26 GMT -5
((Is she gonna get him?))
Rose would have smiled if she wasn't so mad, merely from thinking Alyna's comeback wasn't too good. She just stood still and crossed her arms, her face serious, but not showing the full measure of her anger.
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Post by alyna on May 31, 2006 16:16:45 GMT -5
Alyna casually slapped Erik on the side of his face that was showing. "Some people have no manners."
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Post by Madame Giry on May 31, 2006 16:19:34 GMT -5
Erik slapped her back, fiercely, sending her to the floor. "I guess some don't," he said, his face stern.
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