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 Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2005 12:29 am
We still need some managers. wink
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2005 1:36 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2005 3:25 pm
Anyone else? Come on. please?
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2005 5:35 pm
Anybody...? Please, I'd kill to play Erik here. domokun
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2005 5:43 pm
*raises hand* I'll be Andre and Firmin. 3nodding
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2005 6:44 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2005 7:11 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2005 7:18 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2005 12:09 pm
(( Here I go ))
Antoinette Giry walked threw the hall of the opera house. She was alittle early for practice wanted to be there early. She also knew that the manager was retiring today.
" I'm getting to old for this......"
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2005 1:28 pm
On the opposite end of the hall, Monsieur Lefevre was showing Gilles Andre and Richard Firmin around. They were to be the joint managers taking over the Opera Populaire when M. Lefevre retired tonight, and couldn't be more out of their element. The pair had gotten rich quick off of the junk buisness... or, as Andre was quick to correct, "scrap metal". Neither of them had the slightest idea of what they were getting into, but were glad to buy themselves into high society.
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2005 1:35 pm
(( i want to join please!! i want to be the other guy.. not Andre but the other one, i forget his name at the moment sweatdrop please... accually only if he's not taken or Madem Giry))
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2005 1:58 pm
(( I'm Mme. Giry. Andre and Firmin are played by one person. Sorry))
Mme. Giry almost bumped into Andre and Firmin. She apologized and waited for M. Lefevre to introduce her.
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2005 2:23 pm
Andre and Firmin stood to the side of the hallway as M. Lefevre introducted them to the woman they had almost ran into.
"Monsieurs, this is Mme. Giry, the Oprea house's ballet instructor."
The two soon-to-be-managers of the Opera Populaire nodded their greetings and smiled pleasently, waiting for M. Lefevre to continue introductions.
"Mme. Giry, this is Gilles Andre and Richard Firmin. I'm sure you've heard of their recent fortune in the junk buisness..."
Firmin continued smiling, but Andre's grin faltered.
"Scrap metal... actually..." The corner of his mouth twitched one final time before easing back into the smile. He didn't like people to get the wrong idea about how he and Firmin and gained their fortune... they were attempting to get into high soceity, and telling people the got rich from junk was not the way to do it. Firmin shot his partner a warning glance, then let his eyes go back to Mme. Giry and M. Lefevre.
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2005 2:39 pm
Mme. Giry nodded.
" Yes I have. Congradulations Mounsiers. I hope we will be seeing you at M. Lefevre's party? M. Lefevre ,have you seen my Meg?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2005 2:51 pm
Andre and Firmin turned to watch a group of passing ballerinas as M. Lefevre answered Mme. Giry's question.
"I do believe I saw her on the stage not long ago.."
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