So I kinda got permission from Bina to continue this without her help... see it's my own fault really... she's falling out of love with phantom! Silly girl, she says she still loves it, just not her favourite anymore since I introduced her to Les Miserables. I'm turning her into a theatre junkie... which reminds me... dear lord, why are they making BATMAN: THE MUSICAL???????????
That is soooooooo very wrong... it reminds me of adam west doing to Bat Jive....
"What else can I tell you Christine?" Raoul asked her as she sat on the divan and he in a chair within the parlor.
"Their dead, I feel so, as if... I am ashamed I do not feel saddened by this loss." She said to him never meeting his gaze.
"Your mother when you were very young, your father more recently, only a year or so ago infact." He said quietly.
They sat there in awkward silence sipping tea as she began to process all these facts as if she were learning a boring history lesson in school.
"Did I have a profession?"
"You were an understudy to Signora Carlotta Giudicelli of the Opera Populaire."
"I was... am a singer?" She asked suprised.
"Oh yes! A wonderful one! Why it was..." Raoul started, then became very pale. How could he remind her of her singing so that she could be tormented by the Phantom once more?
"You seemed to enjoy it however we had decided before getting married that you were going to no longer continue to sing professionally but instead recreationally."
"Oh," was the only sound she made. Raoul sat there looking into the depths of the cold tea in his hands.
"About... the marriage Raoul..." Christine started.
"Did we?" She again tried to find courage to brave the unknown. For that is what he was to her, someone she did not know.
"Did we what? Actually marry?" He asked gently.
She nodded her head relieved he finished her sentence for her.
"No, and if your wondering no we are not to be married until you feel ready." He said getting up from his seat and making his way across the room to sit beside her.
Smiling greatfully she looked up at him. "Thank you for understanding." She said and took another sip of her tea.
"So what is next Christine?" He finally asked her.
"I suppose it is time for me to go back to work."
That is soooooooo very wrong... it reminds me of adam west doing to Bat Jive....
"What else can I tell you Christine?" Raoul asked her as she sat on the divan and he in a chair within the parlor.
"Their dead, I feel so, as if... I am ashamed I do not feel saddened by this loss." She said to him never meeting his gaze.
"Your mother when you were very young, your father more recently, only a year or so ago infact." He said quietly.
They sat there in awkward silence sipping tea as she began to process all these facts as if she were learning a boring history lesson in school.
"Did I have a profession?"
"You were an understudy to Signora Carlotta Giudicelli of the Opera Populaire."
"I was... am a singer?" She asked suprised.
"Oh yes! A wonderful one! Why it was..." Raoul started, then became very pale. How could he remind her of her singing so that she could be tormented by the Phantom once more?
"You seemed to enjoy it however we had decided before getting married that you were going to no longer continue to sing professionally but instead recreationally."
"Oh," was the only sound she made. Raoul sat there looking into the depths of the cold tea in his hands.
"About... the marriage Raoul..." Christine started.
"Did we?" She again tried to find courage to brave the unknown. For that is what he was to her, someone she did not know.
"Did we what? Actually marry?" He asked gently.
She nodded her head relieved he finished her sentence for her.
"No, and if your wondering no we are not to be married until you feel ready." He said getting up from his seat and making his way across the room to sit beside her.
Smiling greatfully she looked up at him. "Thank you for understanding." She said and took another sip of her tea.
"So what is next Christine?" He finally asked her.
"I suppose it is time for me to go back to work."