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[asoutcastshear]

[This device is odd. There is nothing like it in his era. But Erik is a smart man. It only takes a bit of tinkering before he is able to turn on the text function.]

To the captain of this vessel,

I should start by saying that I am quite pleased with knowing that there is a stage on board your ship. If given the opportunity, I would like very much to put on a performance of which I am sure you and your crew have never seen before.

But, to business. I am aware that you have a young woman by the name of Christine Daaé as a passenger. This too pleases me greatly, as I am sure you are aware of her musical talents.

My only request is that I be placed as close to her quarters as possible, so that her tutelage may continue without hindrance.

I am but a humble servant,

O.G.

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Oh Christine. I will never abandon you.

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See to it that it remains that way.

[So they're not friends? Good. Christine does not need silly distractions like friends. Her angel is all she needs.]

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

...
And who are you to her, Sir?

[For if you are a threat, Zelda will need to put her foot down.]

[asoutcastshear]

She is under my tutelage and protective gaze.

[Meaning he stalks her relentlessly. But Remy doesn't need to know that.]

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I am her Angel of Music.

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I hardly have any use for that kind of behavior.

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

Her... Angel of Music?

[Zelda is hopelessly confused. What in the world is that?]

[Audio//French]

[chorusangel.livejournal.com]

I know, Angel.

[At least he hasn't seen her post yet, and doesn't know where she is.

Hopefully.

Maybe she should try to change the subject.]

...What is happening at the Populaire? It has been over a year, and I had no way of knowing what had happened, and the crew just told us to forget...

[asoutcastshear]

As I've said.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Hmpf. Your loss, Og.

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You've forgotten so suddenly, Child?

[He doesn't look pleased, even if Christine cannot see him.]

I had thought you were still sleeping in my bed.

[Audio//French]

[chorusangel.livejournal.com]

[The way he makes it sound knocks her off-balance - not to mention makes her blush, though thank goodness he can't see it - and that combined with how far back he's from makes her careless.]

But the masquerade, Erik! And Il Muto!

[And her ripping his mask off, exposing the shocking horror of his face. Her engagement to Raoul. Buquet's murder.

Oh, Lord, what should she say if he asks her what happened to her after he was brought here?]

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[asoutcastshear]

Christine, my name.

The masquerade is not for several more months. How did you know about Il Muto? I had not thought the fools had announced it yet.

[shenghuanzhe.livejournal.com]

Hey, man. You're on the MS Elegante, and we're headin' for the Golden Shore. I'm First Mate Kage, awright? Until we get there, you don't gotta do a thing but relax.

You got any questions, need anythin', you ask myself or any other crew member.

Also, don't go into the Spectacular Spectacular. It's locked for a reason, man.

[missmimmi]

Christine is... here, ja.

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

You will forgive me for confessing that I do not know what that is. I have never heard of one.

[Is... this another god situation?]

[farfairersoul.livejournal.com]

...Well.

Your lack of demands and the like are impressive. Your lack of panic, moreso.

[He chuckles.]

Perhaps enough to offset your apparent attachment to a girl so silly as Christine.

["Silly" isn't the word he wants to use, but he's not dropping the protagonist act just yet. Soon, with luck, but not yet.]

[asoutcastshear]

She is under my tutelage. I guide and instruct her.

[And love and obsess over her.]

[asoutcastshear]

You'll watch how you speak of Miss Daaé.

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

[Oh... Something the way Impa was, Zelda imagines. So this man is sort of like Christine's guardian. How... quaint.]

I see...
If I see her, I shall certainly let her know that you are looking for her.

[farfairersoul.livejournal.com]

Actually, I believe you will hear how I speak of "Miss Daaé." With her behavior, I am well-entitled to my opinion.

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[chorusangel.livejournal.com]

[SADGHAEF'AEH;ALEAFGDVG]

I know you don't like me and maybe you have good reason not to, so I won't tell you not to tell tales about me, but for the love of the gods you believe in, don't mention Erol. If he finds out about Erol and I, then he'll hunt Erol down and he will try to kill him.

[Oh God, please, please, please let Razer take her seriously...]

[Audio//French]

[chorusangel.livejournal.com]

I don't understand how it has happened, Eri-- Angel, but it's true! I came here just after the masquerade, and that was over a year ago.

[Audio//French]

[asoutcastshear]

[He fiddles with the device more. This cannot be conveyed in simple text. She must hear him.]

That cannot be.

[asoutcastshear]

I'd like to remain civil with you, if at all possible, as we've only just become acquainted. Your opinion of Miss Daaé, whatever it may be, is better kept to yourself.

[Don't make him mad, Razer. He's just a little unstable.]