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 Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 2:51 pm
"Sounds lovely!" Phisarious exclaimed, prancing around the drab place that Alex called home. "Perhaps something French? I know this fantastic French restaurant. We should go there!" Phisarious stopped to look at the girl. "What do you think?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 3:04 pm
Alex gave Phisarious a weak, nervous smile. "I guess so... I better call dad then..." she said and walked to her tiny bedroom. Next to the small daybed was a dresser with the phone on top, next to a picture of her mother, her dad, and herself from when she was much younger.
Alex picked up the phone and called her dad. "Hey, um, dad? Yeah, dinner is still on... but I kinda met this guy... no, not like /that/ dad..." she said, a slight blush coming to her face. "He wants to record my music or something... anyways... he's asked that both of us meet him for dinner tonight... well, the only place I know of that he's talking about is that french place in down town... yeah, that one... I know it's expensive dad... but we can just get salads or something cheap and hear him out, right?... yeah, really?? Okay... six o'clock? I'll let him know. Love you too, dad! See you tonight!"
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 3:18 pm
"Dont be silly," Phisarious guggled. "I'll pay. After all I did invite you." Phisarious laughed. He thought it best that he not mention that the actual French restaruant he was talking about was in France. "So, I think we should go shopping. We need somthing more appropriate for what you are going to become. You are going to be known around the world. And I could use somthing new too." He smiled.
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 3:51 pm
Alexandra bit her bottom lip. "I... have dress up clothes..." she said hesitantly as she opened up the closet door. There were exactly five dresses inside, and one pair of dress shoes. They were nice... if you only wore them to church.
[I keep forgetting to green my words, lol]
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 12:15 pm
I smiled,
"AHH... Oui, Oui, Madmosselle," I lifted a loaf of bread onto the counter, that I had droped. "And I'll go after dinner so you and him can muse each other..." I smirked at her, "If ya know what Ia mean..." I winked
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 12:48 pm
ThEndOfHeartache927 I couldn't quite easily recover from the minor shock. A girl was sitting in a tree - rather high up, no less - humming a pretty song, and then spoke. To me. How did she know my name? Who...? "Who are you?" I asked, heart beating against my ribcage like a trapped thing. I wasn't scared, no. I was almost... exciting. Anticipating something wonderful. ((Reposting this because I don't know if Dragonfly1616 has seen it.))
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 1:39 pm
"I definitly know what you mean.........and I zink your a........LOSER!"I said,making an L shape with my fingers and putting it to my forehead."Lee,hes,how would you say.......not my type"
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 2:12 pm
Kathryn Moondancer "Oh, I love going to the park! There is jsut so much life there! Can I go with you?" Erys asked, grinning from ear to ear.[By all means, get better first!] ((Thanks, I'm getting a little better. And with my trusty apple juice and aloe soft tissues, I can now function and survive the day. Ah, love apple juice)) Smiling slightly in return at the muse Leaya found a quiet area surrounded completely by trees and replied, "Sure, how about to that to that bench over there?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 2:15 pm
"Sure!" Erys said and bounded over to the bench. "You know, usually I don't work with musicians... but evidently someone higher up thought I should take a break from painters and sculpters." she said with a gigle.
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 2:53 pm
"Hmm?" Leaya hummed slightly in question sitting down on the bench top and laying down Divine gently next to her, "Do you really think that painters and sculpters are that different?"
"Personally, I think we're all basically the same. Except while I make beauty and feeling with notes and rythem, they make it by colors and subtle emotion." Leaya continued as she pulled the music she held in her jacket pocket out and checked it for wrinkles.
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 3:01 pm
Erys giggled again. "Oh, you are all artists, there is absolutely no doubt about that! It's just that there is something mesmorizing about watching a person paint... or take clay into their hands and mold it to what they see in their mind... or use the strength in their arms to compel a form out of stone..." Erys said with a whistful sigh. She shook her head. "Anyways, that's neither here nor there, right? So lemme see whatcha got!"
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 3:45 pm
Unsure at first at sharing something so near to her heart with Erys, even if she was her muse, Leaya hesitated before she finally nodded. Opening the case that contained the old french horn carefully so it wouldn't rock and fall off the table, Leaya thought of what she was going to play.
She could play Travalsky's Romeo and Juliet, but the song just didn't appeal to her right now. She could play the Nocturne Concerto in E flat, but the moodiness of the piece just didn't feel right in her heart and in this setting. Thinking deeply as she caressed the raised letters the spelled Divine around the french horn's bell Leaya finally came upon the song she wanted to play.
Sitting into postion and placing the instuments mouthpiece to her lips Leaya started on the song.It was the very first song she learned on Divine, A melody that her mother always sang to her as she went to sleep. It was a song full of soothing motions and flowing notes, and gave the mental picture of running steams and starry night skys, of healing and of silent joy. With each note and each rythem Leaya soon forgot that any one was listening at all, and fell deeper into story that the song seemed to tell.
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 6:20 pm
erys listened silently, her eyes going wide as she felt the music flow through the air. Maybe there is something to this whole music thing after all, like Phi had said... she thought as her artist played.
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 7:36 pm
((So sorry! The first couple weeks of school honestly suck (Scuze my French, but its true) And the teachers keep changing my schedule, so I can find time any more>.< I think they finally settled, so I should be good to go now^_^ I hope I didn’t miss too much?))
Kestel looked at Lee questioningly, "You know who I am silly!" She took the gloomy bear from his hand and held it up to her face, squishing it against her cheek. "Any resemblance, no?" She asked giddily, not even sure her questions made sense anymore.
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 9:01 pm
"No, no, no...this will not do," Phisarious said, grabbing one of the dresses out of the closet to examine it closer. "This shall not do at all. You definitely need a new wardrobe. Oh, do you think Chanel is available?" He asked, almost to himself. "Unless you don't want to look the part? And if it's about money, don't worry, Chanel owes me anyways."
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