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Post by witch on Jun 13, 2014 2:01:43 GMT 10
"As I said my lady. I'm sure we can think of something. The question being are you will or shall you be on your way?" he questioned waiting now for his answer.
"Yes sir, I shall inform him thusly"
"Yes I'm just an outcast..." she sang for never have more truer words been spoken or in this case, sang. A small group of people had gathered to listen though none would claim her face which was hidden for those who may have glimpsed it would think her a ghost one long dead.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jun 13, 2014 2:03:46 GMT 10
"Am I... Will?" She asked, furrowing her brow as she looked him over, becoming more and more confused by his words
He looked around as he heard a... Angelic voice echo around the streets which had been pulled straight from the depths of hell
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Post by witch on Jun 13, 2014 2:14:00 GMT 10
"Willing my dear. Is it your will to follow me, be it somewhat blindly or...will you turn you back on the light?"
God help the outcasts The tattered, the torn Seeking an answer To why they were born
Winds of misfortune Have blown them about You made the outcasts Don't cast them out"
Her voice lingered before dying on a drawn out note.
"I thought they all were The children of God"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jun 13, 2014 2:14:49 GMT 10
"I... Lead sir and I shall follow," she said, bowing her head.
Gustave near ran through the streets, searching for the source
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Post by witch on Jun 13, 2014 2:27:41 GMT 10
"Are you sure my child?" he asked wanting it to be of her choosing. "You can say no. Just know this, I will give you time, food and bed. The half you give...I leave to you"
Once finished a few coins were tossed which she collected before falling silent, a statue were she stood for a moment gathering her thoughts seeing once more her place set forth by how much one person thought she was worth.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jun 13, 2014 2:28:43 GMT 10
"I am sure sir, most sure"
"That was beautiful mamadoiselle"
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Post by witch on Jun 13, 2014 2:37:52 GMT 10
"Then please, allow me to help you into my carriage and take you home" he smiled leading her towards his horses and opening the doors to the black coach.
Jumping slightly Rose dropped her pay making her quickly fall to ground. Hiding face and form within shadow, speaking not a word having it once be a rule never to speak. 'children should be seen and not heard child and in your case, not even seen'
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jun 13, 2014 2:39:51 GMT 10
She nodded, following him closely to the carriage, slowly climbing in before him
"Please, it is quite alright, I won't hurt you miss"
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Post by witch on Jun 13, 2014 2:43:04 GMT 10
"So tell me, do you have a name or will you remain nameless?" he questioned placing his cane down beside him feeling the carriage pull forward and back into drive.
Her small hand collected her things though still she remained quite even as her belly gave her away.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jun 13, 2014 2:45:02 GMT 10
"Odette, sir, my name is Odette Swanson," she said, her voice soft and gently
"I would like, if you would allow, to take you for supper"
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Post by witch on Jun 13, 2014 2:53:50 GMT 10
"Arh, a pleasure Odette." He grinned "Now if you will please. I implore, come let me show you round your....music hall but first... GUSTAVE COME" he yelled seeing his son on a far corner.
Pulling back her hand she shook her head slowly, keeping her head down, the hood of her cape hiding her well.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jun 13, 2014 2:56:35 GMT 10
She jumped at his booming voice as he yelled for the other man, shrinking back slightly within herself
"A moment father... Please, at least allow me to buy you a meal and a room for the night even if I do not share or join you there?"
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Post by witch on Jun 13, 2014 3:04:55 GMT 10
"Forgive me Odette my son....he's....well...I'm not sure what he's doing."
Her body went stiff upon hearing this and she dared peered out of her shadows. Gustave, she had heard his name to be but again she shook her head standing slowly ad while doing so a rose dropping from her hair the black ties having come loose.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jun 13, 2014 3:06:58 GMT 10
She nodded, her heart racing as she hoped his son was still young so the chance that her masked employer was also young would be higher
"Please, I insist Madamoiselle," he said, kneeling to pick up the rose
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Post by witch on Jun 13, 2014 3:17:14 GMT 10
Again Rose shock her head instead pointing to his carriage and then the sky to which, as is by her command alone, snow started to fall. It was at his kneeling that she took off just as the carriage pulled up aside him. Coursing her to pass by the window her face turning to the light making it flash for a moment in sunlight.
Looking out the window for his son Erik blinked, doing a double take. He knew his son to be on one side but on the other, bathed in black. "Chris..tine?"
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