Welcome to Gaia! ::

The Phantom peered through the hole and looked that the blood that trickled from the pristine youth's arm. The lips curled into another cruel smirk as the hot, thick liquid stained the Vicomte's shirt. Next time I won't miss Monsieur... His eyes followed over to the annoying blonde and her loyal mother. That child's voice made him cringe for it sounded like long fingernails running down a chalkboard. He could only imagine what she sounded like when she sobbed. Erik pressed his eye against a crack in the ceiling, peering at the widow. Allowing her to notice his presence hadn't wavered since he dropped the object from the ceiling. His jealously angered eye explained his very reasons for causing such a disturbance.

Madame Giry hugged her daughter. That was a close one. She had lost her husband...she didnt want to loose her daughter now.

"It could have been worse Monsieur...you could have been killed. I think that someone up there doesn't like you very much for one reason or another. Maybe it would be best if you left."

As she finished, she sternly looked up in the general direction from where the chandelier crashed. She thought that she saw and eye and part of a face when she looked. But she blinked just then, and the face was gone.

Meg was concerned for the Vicomte's arm, and made no arguement with him when he said he wished to depart. A small part of her was flattered that he was glad she was unharmed, although she knew better than to think anything of it. Still, the girlish, giggly part of her blushed at his politeness. "Thank you, Monsieur. Good day."

She was comforted by her mother, although she could not shake the feeling that the opera ghost was more than something she'd go playfully hunting for with her friends... and that "something" was less than happy at the moment...

Erik slipped away from the sight of the 'accident' and made his way down the old set of rickety stairs. He passed the spot, which he first spied on the youth and went through another secret passage that led to the hallway by Madame Giry's room. He was going to have...a 'little chat' with her. She was his outside source that did his bidding when he asked. Erik's blood pumped through his veins like battery acid, hot and deadly. He was very displeased with this ridiculous dupe's presence and he was certain to be rid of him as quickly as possible. He stopped just outside the secret door that led to the hallway. He peered through and noticed that no one was around. He was sure she would return to her room soon enough. No one ever strolled through that hallway, because Madame Giry spoke against it. She knew that if anyone else saw him, it'd displease him very much.

(("Come back here! I'll bite your kneecaps off!))

"Good day Monsieur. You better be hurrying along too Meg. Why dont you go find your friends and tell them about the soon-to-be wedding. Eh?"

Madame said with a small smile as she nudged her daughter twards the stairs.

"Erik..." she whispered into the air once Meg had started for the stairs. "Try to controll that jealusy of yours. Your could have killed one of us."

She finished with a furrowed brow, sounding a lot like a nagging mother (which she was in a way) to Erik. She nodded in the general direction of the hole from the chandelier and walked off, trying to find someone who could fix the hole and the chandelier. First she would visit her room to freshen up.

((nvm ill just be back in a minute))

Meg jumped at the thought. She'd nearly forgotten! "Oh yes! That's right! Good-bye Maman!" And with that, she went practically skipping down the stairs. "Jammes! Jammes! You'll never believe..." Her voice trailed off as she disappeared.

Christine emerged from her room, taking a deep breath. She felt almost strengthened by her time with the angel of music, especially since she was relieved that he would continue teaching her. Now she was eager to find out what Meg had wanted to tell her. She headed out into the halls of the opera house to try and find her.

((Okay...perhaps someone finds me looking for Meg or something? I dunno, we kinda reached a dead end.))