Chapter 59 Kiss and Tell (My god, are we up to 59 already?)
929 reviews baby! Who thinks we can get to the big one thousand within the next two chapters (come on, only half of you need to review each time, and I do have a favourites record you know)
On the hugs thing from chapter 58. Hugs are very important to me, I always hug people before I say goodbye to them, for safety and good luck. The once time I didn't, I was at a party and saying to one ofmy mates that I would have to hug him goodbye because he had just finished Year 12 and I didn't know when I would see him again, I got distracted and didn't when I left. My friend was in a car accident a few weeks later and is now paraplegic, so I always hug him whenever I see him now.
Just a tasty little random interlude to keep you all going till the next plot chapter (just cos I add a plot doesn't mean it appears every chapter) I finished my English Exam today! And the topic for media was articles on that hand written letters are far better than emails and text messaging and mean far more as today's Generation Y (which is apparently what we are…that one went right past me) are the most visually literate and don't know how to communicate properly…well yeah, but for my opinion piece I used one of the back up articles citing all these people who met partners through the service of the net and I went on a big spiel about being part of a world wide group who know how to spell because we're a collection of writers…so you DBCA peoples featured in my Year 12 English exam (not by name or club, but mentioned I was a member) don't you feel special?
(Several hours later) Guess who just watched Timeline? Bastards at Videoland didn't have Tomb Raider Cradle of Life (damn you EBC for getting me hooked into wanting to watch that!) Three hours later and it has firmly reaffirmed the fact that I desperately want to become an archaeologist (Greek and Roman rather than medieval with majors in mythology but hey) and I desperately desperately desperately want Gerry Butler as the Cold Man in Immortal War movie version!
Erik: You want him as the bad guy?
Approximately. Must work on writing the shirtless scene when I get time for it, he's got the whole charisma going that I can use for the evil and power hungry bad guy. And that voice! Mmm…Gerry in combats or less (good!) fighting Immortals (bad) hooking up my Dracula (Alan Rickman if I can get him, or Jason Isaacs) and One Mother (Catherine Zeta Jones I do believe I want) to some kind of machine to transfer their Ultimate First Immortal power to him (story line that's bad…the fact that he has to be shirtless at the very least at that point I find delectable) I've also figured out that the men who succeed in Hollywood and stay there their whole lives aren't the gorgeous ones like Orlando Bloom and Hayden Christensen (acting ability of a wooden post, but when that's the only thing you want to use them for…well you get my point) but the ones with the voices Sean Connery! Pierce Brosnan! Patrick Stewart! Alan Rickman! They are just SEXY (well not Brosnan or Stewart so much, but you know what I'm on about)
Review replies
UndermyAngelofMusic'swing: Cant you figure it out? OK, when I'm writing real time it's Adi or Silvermasque (But in Erik's case he always calls me Adriana) Paris its Adriana. I loved my insult chappie! Exam...groo, dont even talk to me about it...meh, cant change it now, onto Biology!
Naomipoe: Exactly! Gooey? My Erik Gooey? Bite your tongue! Hmm...histoical Ripper...or is he? Mwahahahacoughspluttercough
SporkGoddess: For your sake, you will be pleased to know the rant I wrote after reading your review is locked away in cyber space where you may never find it...for your own safety, but here are some key points. Yes, I gave Erik Webber's music, but as a writer I've never restricted myself to just poetry or one novel (try a dozen) so why should'nt Erik be able to compose anything, whether he likes it or not? Nothing so far as I can tell is stopping him. I'm a soprano basher because I like to be, and because I have some soprano "friends" who closely resemble Carlotta whom I've had to put up with for several years both on and off stage and they drive me up the wall, so consider it my psychotherapy on top of my Bobo doll and making my puppy drool at the sound of a bell...and I can sing Prima Donna...the managers parts anyway. And while it would have been nice to keep Erik at the Leroux Gollum level, it would also make the storyline next to impossible because he would either have been dead or killed me immediately, therefore no story. And one last little thing (I will not shout at this point, I promised myself I wouldnt) "romanticized" well yes, this story does in fact come under the romance banner, but in case you havent noticed, His mask stayed on for a very long time,I am yet to host a wedding, have Erik over Christine, add children or Mary Sue goodness that makes the fluffmeisters go gaga (though when you take a step back, nearly every story can be seen as Mary Sueish). However stick with me a few chapters more (ok...maybe a dozen) and you will get your psychotic murderer, as well as your Christine confrontation and shock horror, more plot! I bow to your obvious expertise on Opera and music, Im no expert on anything but the manufacture of pancakes, and I dont pretend to be, just throw out whatever random facts I learn along the way. And this phic does come under humour, therefore that would suggest some form of amusement, and I dont think anyone else here shares my taste for Spanish Inquisition re-enactments, so if you are done flaming and ranting, I am done reviewing you. (pause)...good, I'm so glad we had this little chat.
Reltistic: (Starts dancing to Dramatic overture of no real meaning) Cookies! (gobbles)
IflyNAVY: And good and sexy, thankee! I hope you like this one
Cap'n Meg: I'll loan you my brothers if you want, they'll teach you!
WanderingTeen: Welcome! Another addict! My goodness where am I going to keep you all?
QueenofInsanity: Sounds like fun! Poor Erik, and yes! Plot! Gasp! And Phantom half porn is how Naomi describes my uh, "intimate" scenes, you want real stuff look up Bondaged Vampiressa, she's somewhere on my favs list
blackmagik13: sinhepto whata what now? (shugs) Ok, sounds good, I've got one stalker, dont see how another could hurt
MissDusk: Anything too keep your sanity, you get Hamlet? No fair! I love shakespeare! Wasnt alowed to study it this year though...bastards, stupid Gattaca
Phantomsecretlove: :) :P
PhantomFreak07: Be nice to my Gerry! I want him back soon to update Healer!...actually I just want him back cos I finished watchign Timeline
Sirrius's Sister: Aww...thanks, heheh, very determined arent we?
sapphirearia: Unromatic and damn proud of it! You'll find a romance!...somewhere...ok sorry for being snarky, I fully accept your apology have a pancake!
CheetoBandito15: I love Phantom Companions! It's the best phiciton on this site bar none!
Ethalas Tuath'an: I know your in a hurry, but if I told you now you'd hate me for spoiling all the fin...so I'm just gonna let you simmer (mwahahaha)
mrs. malfoy: Yes...I like my spa bath
PJBG: Mmm...cake, NO must fit into Graduation dress! Must exercise...cake...dammit! Mystery should be coming along soon enough actually, its scry how much I've written, but I want more random interlude's their fun!
Des Ires: History is my fav subject! I love the lessons, bait interesting idea...you are gonna love what I've done later on
PhantomLover05: Dont they just?
MasqueradingThroughLife: Sorry if I scared you...I've just always been drawn to madness
eriksangelofvoice: what do you know, I updated...just a thought
Phantomluvr: I'll trade you, whatever your slacking off for my Biol and Chem exams, i havent sewn for ages, waiting till I have some time off before I get back into it nd splash out on fabric
Adriana was nestled underneath Erik's long frame, trapped between crushed red velvet and the Phantom's emancipated form, watching his golden eyes as he twisted her hair around his fingers, it was amazing how something so silky managed to get so easily tangled. She shivered slightly with delight at his cold touch, the movement causing the necklace at her throat to glint in the light of a single candle.
"You love this necklace don't you?" Erik's husky murmur and the cool air he was breathing over her skin sent a sharp stab up her spine, "I never see you without it,"
A slight movement of her trapped shoulders, "Oma and Opa gave it to me,"
"Who?"
"Mum's parents"
"Ah…"
That voice! Something as simple as a sigh made her whole skin tingle. One of her hands started tracing the old scars that laced his back, Erik closed his eyes and hissed in desire.
"All my jewellery is special to me," Erik opened his eyes, "How so?"
"Well…" her fingertips still followed the pattern of scores on Erik's back, "They were all gifts, or in remembrance of special times or people," she smiled briefly, though her eyes were serious, "They're my good luck charms."
"Very well then," Erik untangled his hands from her hair and drew up her hand, encircled with a silver bracelet and a simple ring, he kissed the blue stone set in the silver band, "Where did you get this?"
Now it was Adriana's turn to close her eyes, enjoying Erik's lips on her skin, "Um, Auntie Bernie, Dad's sister, for my seventeenth birthday…um," Erik bit the tip of her finger, "She got it from…Nepal?"
"A well travelled lady," Erik kissed down her palm till he reached the double linked bracelet around her wrist, "And this?"
"My deb partner,"
Erik stilled, "Who?"
"My debutante partner, as a thankyou on our deb night he gave me it,"
"Oh?" his tone was scathing, Adriana blinked, "If it's any consolation, they lined us up according to height, we had no choice over the matter, plus he had a crush on someone else at the time,"
"Yet he still gave you such a gift?"
Still strapped under Erik's tense frame, Adriana couldn't sit up, she settled for raising her eyebrows, "Exactly the same as the other girl he partnered, and we gave him presents in return, he's one of my friends Erik, debs changed over time, they aren't presentations to suitors, they're a fun night to dress up and dance,"
"You mean like that black and white dress of yours?" mollified, Erik started dropping kisses along her shoulders, Adriana laughed, "That was my deb dress you idiot,"
"No more white?"
"No more white." (Not for our school anyway)
Erik released her hand and kissed the dragon dangling from the wire in her earlobe, "And these?"
"Dad, for Christmas, I love dragons," Erik brushed his twisted lips along her face until he found her lips, that went on for quite some time until Erik finally removed the hands that had wrapped itself firmly around his neck and kissed the Celtic knot set with black onyx on a band around her finger, "This one?"
"That I bought at a market, it brings me luck,"
Erik took both her wrists and pinned them over her head, smothering them in the blonde hair spread around her head, "I think this," his teeth closed around the silver disc lying flat against her throat, "Is still my favourite," his deformed face hovered over hers, silver chain dripping from the charm still caught in the Phantom's icy fangs. Adriana reached up and stole her trinket back, tasting the acid tang of the metal and the fiery burning of Erik's lips.
Authoress: Damn plot, interfering with stuff like this (holds up a sign that says "Cold showers this way – >"
Gerry, if by some freak chance you scar yourself for life by stumbling across my little piece of stress relief fun and actually understood all my blather on Immortal War…have your people stalk my people, we'll do blood-UH LUNCH! Yes, lunch, or dinner, or breakfast, or all three I'm usually up for anything. And it is a serious script/book truly! Masked Grace (where are you btw?) knows what I'm on about! Seriously!
Erik: Of course
(thunderous voice) SILENCE MUSE!
Erik: (cowers)
Hmm...that doesn't usually happen, what's wrong?
Erik: You're sugar high and on a Gerard Butler buzz, I dare not cross you
Oh, ok then! Y'know I've heard Gerry doesn't like the way Americans say Gerard...wonder what he thinks of us Aussies pronunciation?
Erik: You think that (slinks away very quietly, leaving the Authoress to talk to thin air)
OK, its late, I have exams and my back hurts, time to find my hot water bottle and go to bed to dream of Gerry shirtless, night my darlings! (toddles off to bed)