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beneath a moonless sky. whispers
hunchback of notre dame au
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outofmasks..kind of? AWKWARDLY REPLIES FROM THIS ACCOUNT
I'm so sorry for the lack of replies.. I've been very unmotivated lately.
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beneath a moonless sky. omg friendo i forgot to ask !! how was the phantom performance?? im still super jealous hh,,
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{ {We should rp where she firsts meets him ; v ; } }
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outofmasks. I'M SORRY i replied with my main account by accident
but YEAH MAN i'd love that!!
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{ { sorry ive been so busy hun but i promise im still active!} }
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"Hey how's my favorite son doing?" Lola hummed,twirling around the taller man as she did so. The blind woman sighed with delight. "I've been busy but i promise you- Just because i was busy and didn't have time to visit doesn't mean i've abandoned you..I love you and your beautiful face alright? Her cold gentle hand rested on his shoulder lightly.
//I COULDN'T HOLD MYSELF BACK FROM SENDING THIS-- B)
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(*SCREAMS LOUDLY*
MY BABY.
KISS ME IN MY LOVER'S ABSENCE
-shot for bad joke-)
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{G}abrielle knew that her Father was currently busy making plans and arrangements for tonight's event; however she wanted to know more being the curious child she was. She carefully crept towards him, gently tugging on the sleeve of his black cloak. Although it was day time, he always was dressed in layers of thick black clothing. "I am sorry to interrupt but I.. I heard that there was going to be an even tonight at the circus? A masquerade ball? I could hear the others talking about it and I know it's a little past my bedtime but I was wondering if I could accompany you..! I know that it will be a lot of fun, I love parties! Oh please, won't you let me go?" She was already begging him to go to the party. Gabrielle could recall her Mother telling her all about the joy of parties, especially grand ones like the masquerade balls. There was always the loveliest music, but the best part was you could hardly tell who was who. She was curious as to how the party would go, and if it was as fun as her mother would tell her in stories.
{ { its short and lame but im really tired
feel free to make it longer
im so bad at starters im sorry- } }
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Since the day he lost Christine, Erik had often found himself fearing the day he may lose his daughter as well - his dreams often consisting of someone taking her away from him forever, or he could only watch in horror as her life was ripped away, no matter how much he had pleaded or tried to move. Those dreams haunted him, Christine haunted him. The day she had been placed in his care, he had vowed to her soul that he would do anything to defend their daughter, and assure that she grew up normally despite the strained relationship between both her fathers and her mother.. And yet, he knew that he couldn't keep her at his side forever. She was bound to go on her path, and eventually take care of herself. Though, if I lost her.. His mind felt hazy, and it was not until he felt someone tug on his sleeve that his mind had finally fixated on something other than his anxiety. And speak of the devil. However, his happiness was short lasted as soon as he heard his daughter's request. Of course, I should have expected her to hear about it eventually.. "You realize it may prove to be dangerous? There will be many strangers, and you could easily get lost.." He warned her softly, praying that she would not get frustrated at his reply.
outofmasks. I ALSO THOUGHT OF SOMETHING but what if he decides to leave her at home with someone to look after her ( idk there oculd be some sitter ) and she's like "screw u daddy" and tries to sneak over there anyways idk I'M TRYING TO THINK OF PLOTS FOR RP HHEH
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{ {cries im late gomen school sucks ass ; ; } }
Months had passed since Christine had passed in the arms of Gabrielle's true biological Father. He proposed to her that he was going to now be another parental figure along with Raoul to care for her. It certainly took some getting used to having this man take care of her but she was growing to love him as each day passed. She knew that he certainly did care for her and made sure that she always had everything she could ever want. If Raoul ever was too cruel to her from his temper, Erik was always the one who kept him in line. As her mother once said to her, "Look with your heart and not with your eyes.." She took that phrase to heart. It was obvious that Erik cared deeply for her with Christine being absent. She tried her best to always behave around him, and learned that they had quite a few similarities. He often wore the mask in front on her, although at first she was frightened when it was taken off- now it was a rather normal thing for her. She saw him for who he was on the inside, not by his appearance.
A small pout was present by her lower lip sticking out as her heard hung low. She was rather excited for the party coming up- why wasn't she allowed to go? Even Raoul was going to attend having worked with Erik- but why wasn't she granted permission? Truthfully it wasn't even about the party she was concerned with, but rather leaving her parents side. Once she left her Mother's side, and then paid the price by learning of her death. What if something were to happen to the both of them? Gabrielle couldn't stand the thought of being alone. It was already hard enough. "P-Papa.." She tried to speak up, balling up her small fists and curled those fingers tightly to where her nails dug into the skin. "You know, I can handle it. I wouldn't leave you, and I would certainly try to be on my best behavior. I know that I don't have the proper attire but I would really like to attend-"
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Seeing the pout placed upon his daughter's face had only welcomed him with a disturbing feeling of guilt, and he quickly averted his eyes away from her. Oh, Christine.. Help me, my dear.. The former phantom had no true idea on how to be a father, as all his instincts seemed to be driven towards keeping her away from any sort of risks - big or small - and yet, he wondered if he was going too far. It wasn't fair for his daughter to have to grow up without knowing the wonders of the world around her, and he surely did not want to know what would happen if she were to hold a grudge against him, or possibly sneak out and disappaer forever. What would the vicomte do? Throat tightening, he finally spoke after what felt like several hours, "It may not be what you are expecting," He warned her calmly, "Please, I'm not sure what I would do if.." His words trailed off, quickly realizing that would not be the best thing to say in this situation. He knew his daughter had grieved over the loss of her mother, but how was he to know if she was still mourning? And who was he to say that his daughter could end up in the same fate?
"Are you convinced that you can handle it?" Erik finally asked, trying to ignore the fear that screamed at him to refuse. He was overprotective - he couldn't deny it - and in a sense, so was his own mother.. Yet, he knew it wasn't exactly in the loving way he shown his daughter, but either way it would only encourage her curiousity about the world, just as it had done to him. However, unlike him Gabrielle was absolutely beautiful inside AND out. She would not have to face the same situations he would have at her age, and yet the gypsiess' laughter rang in his mind, and the harsh reality that had dawned on him as well.
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{ { but like when christine died can u imagine erik and raoul trying to raise Gabrielle
like
they both are forced to live in the same house and take care of her cause that's what christine wanted
but they both fight over who loves her more
and they both get jealous over her affection easily
she calls them both papa
im screaming in 2 my ass thinking of this } }
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outofmasks. YEA I ALWAYS THOUGHT OF THAT TBH?? BC I HATED THE IDEA THAT RAOUL KIND OF JUST.. DISAPPEARS
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{ {oh no n on on on o n o
that is still his daughter despite not being genetically his. He is the one who raised her after all. Although he put her through lots of shit when he was drunk such as the occasional taking out his anger- he doesn't even go near alcohol and is 100% im there for you dad and im sorry for what i did.
they are both in her life and she couldn't ask for better. Cause when one dad says no, the other says yes.
Erik is a good dad and Raoul has to learn how to be a good father after all the years he messed up do to his problem, but I imagine her being pretty happy. The first few months though might have been rocky after her mothers death however.
imagine a really sad rp visiting meg in the psychiatric ward after killing christine and kidnapping gustave omg } }
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outofmasks. OH NO DON'T WORRY I KNOW THAT, i just mean like.. ya i think in the musical he actually just leaves but idk
oh no meg babe 👍: 0 ⏩: 2
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outofmasks. I'M WRITING MY REPLY RIGHT NOW I'M SO SORRY FOR TAKING ALL DAY
ALSO YES I SAW i really love it <33
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{{cRIES LOUDLY I MISSED YOU }}
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outofmasks. I'M SO SORRY JOSAFOASNF I SLEPT PRETTY MUCH?? ALL DAY AND THEN WHEN I WOKE UP I REALIZED "oh shit i forgot that my erik account existed"
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{{cries I have to go to bed now friend ;;;; I'll reply soon!
But Erik is perfect and I love your reply omg marry me pls }}
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{ { yea i agree but im sure he doesn't
what if gabrielle wants to visit meg because she feels like she gets no visitors and is loney but Erik absolutely forbids it- } }
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{ { i literally suck at starters forgive me padre for i have sinned } }
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outofmasks. WE MUST ROLEPLAY and I HAVE A PLOT IN MIND TOO
BUT
DO YOU PREFER LIT OR SCRIPT
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{ { LIT ALL THE WAY BABE
GIVE IT TO ME
//heavy breathing
erik u are number 1 dad okai } }
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outofmasks. OKAY so it's obviously probably a couple years/months after christine died and um.. maybe erik probably takes over as her tutor but he expects way too much out of her cause he expects her to be absolutely perfect and flawless like he thinks christine is and it can lead to them arguing and Gabrielle kind of storms off to her room ( IDK WHERE THEY LIVE?? IN THE CIRCUS?? APPARENTLY?? it could also be a modern AU with a house and ye ye ) and later on erik finally confronts her and she spills everything else and then erik is like "oh oops srry lol" and yay we have some father/daughter bonding
I THOUGHT OF THIS REALLY QUICKLY BUT I SUCK AT PLOTS BUT?? IT WORKS AND OKAY GOOD LIT IS MY FAV TOO
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{ {that is actually kind of cute tbh omg i really like it
i don't mind them living in the circus because lets be honest that place is huge with lots of hidden rooms and doors and crap
she probably has a huge room now too
cause erik is p rich from all the money he makes
and everyone at the circus loves little gabrielle ; v ;
super protective of her too
but yes Gabrielle is kinda a cry baby and gets sensitive really easily so if erik is kinda getting after her for not singing correctly she'll probably cry and not want to sing anymore anyway. Plus Raoul was really abusive when he went through his alcohol phase so it kinda scares her to see another father figure of hers getting after her if u know what i mean ; ; }}
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outofmasks. alright good ! : D and aw baby ;; i'm sorry ahh.. *smacks erik with newspaper* I PROMISE ERIK WON'T BE LIKE RAOUL NAKNASG
IF YOU WANT I CAN START
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{ { yES PLS THAT WOULD BE GREAT
AND I LOVE LIT
ILL TRY TO ALWAYS MATCH LENGTH } }
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outofmasks. HOW MUCH DO YOU USUALLY PREFER? LIKE A CERTAIN NUMBER OF PARAGRAPHS IMEAN
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{ {HONESTLY JUST DO AS MANY AS YOU WANT
IDC } }
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{ {I love phantom and love never dies so much screeches
i kinda wanna make a genderbend gustave?? } }
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outofmasks. o mg.. yeah man that would be amazing. i'd love to rp a daughter/father relationship esp with erik <33
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{ { i think i will ahh <3
time to think of a name and make that account-
erik will be a good daddy we all know it } }
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outofmasks. yes.. once you make it let me know omg
erik probably has a #1 dad cup
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{ { //smoochy smooch } }
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{ { pls love me???
literally can't decorate accounts and tried my best but i still don't really like it ugh
i wanted to use that little girl from that one movie little princess but welp
this is what i got- }}
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outofmasks. ooHH MY GOD YES?? I LOVE THIS
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{ {i tRIED THAT'S ALL THAT MATTERS
BY THE WAY I LOVE LIT RPS THEY ARE THE BEST
i made my info sad too omg im so mean to my muses } }
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outofmasks. YEES
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[ can we roleplay oh my g o d ]
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outofmasks. HELLA yes please omg
lit or script?
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[ crieS I, ,,, , EITHER OR ??? IDK - ]
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she hadn't slept in days. college, side jobs, moving, main job - not that she'd be able to sleep, anyways, every insomnia filled night was filled with nyctophobia, or maybe nyctophilia if she was lucky. she hoped she actually had the right papers today, it was really embarrassing to settle into her cubicle with papers from med school instead of soul collection files.
once getting comfortable, or whatever she could get - what maiko found was most peculiar. a death in an opera, sure, mistakes happen all the time - but murders? multiple murders? now that didn't seem good. well, then again, when did her job ever include anything good? she'd read over it at least 5 times, trying to make sure that she was right - sure enough, people had been going missing and found dead in the opera house, and, of course, she had to go investigate. she'd joked about it with a coworker - "is because im french, non?" man, centuries in america didnt help rid her of that accent.
business hadn't been great, apparently, since the news spread, which she wasn't too surprised about - even so, she waited until it had closed up to head over. it was easier for her to work the fewer people were there, it was good for her to be alone. she probably got distracted the easiest out of everyone in her office. she was also one of the oldest, though, so being burned at the stake and drowned a couple times would probably affect her focus. wow. she was pretty fuckin' old.
she'd been through almost every room, occasionally having some sort of forced chatter with someone whose eye she'd caught, when she finally found her way to the auditorium. she did the usual - check the boxes at least twice, check each and every seat, explore the stage, simple stuff. she ended up finding a door when she got to the stage, she found a staircase and just figured it was to the basement - but after about 5 minutes of just stairs, she figured it had to be one hell of a basement. when she'd gotten to the bottom there was water, but across the water was what caught her attention - some sort of.. residence?
" you z'ere, young man - mind if i walk across? i could pull a jesuis christ if i'm fast enough."
despite her bloodshot, sunken eyes, slouching posture that was straining to straighten, and overall obviously tired appearance, she offered a small smile, leaning against some sort of rock structure she'd say was a wall. " id like to ask you some questions - i could make it worz' your time, some'ow." she didnt have much common sense, that wasn't something she was praised for.beneath a moonless sky. hh i hope this is okay !! tbh i love the phantom so much so i had her be a little nicer than usual u w u
and o,,h shit i did six im sorry -
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When the sound of footsteps echoed throughout his personal dungeon, there had only been one thing lingering onto my mind: Nadir. Of course, I had suppose that I should have expected it from the beginning; Once people first began to disappear, it was all too clear to the Persian to who could be responsible. The Opera Ghost. I had drank in the horror that Nadir had expressed when he had confronted me, but it was only now I had realized I was nothing but a man - oh, but a very desperate man indeed.. By now I've committed far too many sins to the point I wondered myself if it would matter anymore. If I were destined to burn in hell, then so be it!
"Can it be that my Dagora had decided to return to me, at last?" I spoke with false humor edging my voice. However, the breath in my throat had dried up when I had realized that the person in question standing there was no man - in fact, it was a woman! I halted in my steps, and stared at her as though she was a ghost. As far as I was concerned, only Nadir and I were aware of this secret underground dungeon - had Nadir revealed where I had? Perhaps he was tortured! My thoughts were interrupted when she spoke, her voice only making my blood turn to ice.
Questions? I did not bother inquiring about what she meant, as I already knew what she could possibly be here for - the murders! If I had not left my Punjab lasso back with my feline friend, I knew this situation would have been dealt with easily - but now I was stumped, and for the first time in years I could not help but feel like I was the prey, and she was the hunter.
"Mademossile!" I growled sharply, "I am in no position to be answering your foolish questions, mind you.. Can you not see that I am busy? Either way, it's seems that it hasn't occurred to you that this place isn't open for visitors." I inspected her slowly with my amber eyes, and took note of how tired she appeared. Perhaps she was not too much of a threat after all, but I was completely aware that I could possibly be underestimating her as well.
"Worth my time?" I repeated her words boredly, lifting my chin and gazing at her coldly. Perhaps I should lure her.. And take her out then. I could also just silence her with words as well, but if she's hinting at what I'm thinking of - then perhaps it would only be the safest route. I contemplated to myself, before finally giving in to myself and sighing softly, "Very well then." If I were to kill this woman, then it would protect myself, my home, and possibly Nadir too. Whatever I needed to do - and yet, I could not help but become uncomfortable and nervous in her presence.
outofmasks. DON'T WORRY it was good! : D!! and erik is a huge ass atm :< though depending on where the roleplay leads, maybe he'll become more chill. :0 idkk
OH YEAH and if you want me to switch from first person to third person, that's a-okay with me! i know first person can be confusing to other people esp if they're so used to third person
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" not 'dagora', no - my name is actually maiko." she extended a hand, almost for him to shake, then dropped it to her side, realizing just how utterly stupid that was to do. she had stopped for a moment to think on his words, a little taken aback by how he was acting and speaking - she found it rude, a bit appalling, even, but figured she was probably in the wrong. after all, she had intruded, had she not? but still, that was no excuse for such a lack of hospitality - at least, that's what she thought. " foolish? well, i view z'em as important - z'ey're about z'e murders, you see, i'm not trying to waste your time. "
after taking a few steps, she processed his question - probably rhetorical - and got that little smile again. " busy? " she repeated, quirking a brow, almost in confusion. " it doesn't seem like it, but i'll trust you." maiko paused, then added. " and as a reaper, a pet owner, a composer, and a medical school student, i z'ink i know busy."
silver optics locked onto the water, her feet slipping on a rock as she walked and pulling her down into the small lake of sorts. " merde! " she cursed, standing up and beginning to wade through the water towards him. " z'at ever 'appen to you? or anyone? christ, i couldn't make it down 'ere - fell in a bear trap z'e oz'er day, actually." she laughed, running her gloved fingers through her now damp hair and slicking a part of it back. she seemed pretty friendly, but yeah, that probably was just a cover up.
" oui, worz' your time - you tell me w'at you know, and i'll give you somez'ing in return." she stepped up onto his little land mass of sorts, losing her balance for a moment but then catching herself - it was clear to note that she was clumsy as shit. " i can uh.. give you a coupon? or a gift card? i dont know what you like - treat you to coffee? make sure you don't get charged? " she talked a lot. after the last suggestion she gave a shrug, rubbing her arms to warm up a little. " christ, is cold down 'ere, non? freezing - could be because of z'e water, but, sacre bleu, it was just fine outside."beneath a moonless sky. hhh that's okay !! you have him feel however you want it's perfect uwu
oh bab it's okay !! it took me a second to realize it, but then it was easy for me to read - the only thing that actually confuses me is present tense lit instead of past tense, or past tense script instead of present tense uwu first or third person is genuinely just what you're comfortable with !!
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I watched her, completely appalled by her confidence. For a moment I wondered if she had already seen so much that a man underneath an opera house appeared completely normal to her, even if they wore a mask. Perhaps she assumes me to be a performer.. Or was it a facade? "The murders.." I mused, turning my gaze onto the floor. I was correct! And in my horror, I could only find myself thinking of one man: Nadir. Would Nadir truly be daring enough to reveal who the murderer was? Balling my hands into fists, I took a step back and waited for her impatiently. "Ah, quite busy indeed, Madam.. But I'm sure the murders are far more important, yes?" I was tempted to inquire whether she knew of a certain Persian man or not, but I forced myself to stay silent. Nadir wouldn't do that. And yet, it almost felt as though I was only trying to assure myself more than anything.
When I heard her slip into the water, I frowned and fixated my gaze on her again. I was half tempted to offer my help - as I supposed it would only be right to do so - but watching the water lap at her legs only had made me feel discouraged. "I tend to avoid crossing the lake in such a fashion. You see, I am not exactly willing to do such a risk and get myself wet." A bear trap? Was this woman a detective, or just completely out of her mind? Perhaps she was even drunk - hence the attitude.. But I could not catch a whiff of alcohol, and so I was left in the dark once more. Disoriented, I twiddled my thumbs and contemplated silently. How would this woman react once she found out that I lived down here? I suppose I was to get my answers soon.. Though hopefully, not like it'd matter in the end. If things went too far, my Punjab lasso would prove to be the solution, and I was not eager to let her go so easily even with a threat that could keep her silenced.
Rolling his eyes, he turned away and began to lead her back towards his home without another word. A coupon? Giftcard? Neither of those items could be possibly any use to him down here, and so he shook his head and sighed. "I shall answer your questions without wishing for anything in return." I informed her, my frustration beginning to grow more obvious to myself. What a waste of time! If I had wanted to, I could be doing something useful to myself, and instead I seemed to be leading a woman to her demise. Had I not been such a mindless idiot, this should have been over by now.
Despite my mind screaming at me to stay silent, I could not ignore my fears anymore. "Do you know of a man named Nadir?" I suddenly blurted out, my voice unusually weak. "He often wanders around the opera house, you see.. I was wondering if you had found your way down here with his help." I prayed silently that was not the case, but attempted to hide my uneasiness with a stoic figure.
outofmasks. oh okay! well, if you ever want me to change the style, feel free to tell me c:
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" oui, far more important." she nodded, fidgeting with her clothes to wring out the water. more than likely, maiko would have turned away his assistance, since she probably would have ended up pulling him down in the water with her. " is z'at so? im afraid i dont understand w'at oz'er manner you could use - oz'er z'an a boat.. do you use a boat? " she grinned at him, fascinated by the thought of someone boating across the section of water. she found it a little humorous, honestly.
despite the tendency to become an alcoholic, maiko hadn't touched a drop of the substance in probably a week - but that was only because she had been so busy as of late. " are you sure? " she raised an eyebrow, then gave some sort of nod in acknowledgement and surprise. " well, monsieur, merci - you're very kind."
" nadir? " she repeated the name, eyebrows furrowing as she stopped and paused for a moment. she thought over the name, then continued to walk to catch up. she didn't say anything for maybe a minute or so, racking her brain to get an answer she was absolutely positive of. the name sounded like one she had heard before, but she had a bit of trouble putting it to a face. with his description, however, she seemed a little more sure of meeting the man. " 'mm.. i believe i spoke to 'im - oui, oui. i bumped into 'im on stage and chatted for a few minutes. he told me to watch w'ere i went, but z'at was it." she shrugged, eyeing him curiously. " why do you inquire? " whether she was being honest or not was for him to believe, but it didn't seem wise to trust a reaper - she seemed to blurt the first thing that came to mind, so she probably wouldn't hide anything.
" can i ask a question? " maiko took a few quick steps so she was now walking at his side, keeping an interested gaze on him. " you're very beautiful, monsieur, w'y do you wear a mask? " she raised her hand a bit, pointing at it curiously. yeah, she really talked a lot, and she didn't seem to have a filter - it probably wouldn't be like that if they met again.beneath a moonless sky. hh alright friendo !! uwu
and omg i
omg
have you seen 'love never dies' ?? it was the POTO sequel that andrew loyd webber did - i actually reference one of the songs in my ooc tag h,,a
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