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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.

Comments

[farfairersoul.livejournal.com]

Mm-hm. Well, she and I hardly speak to one another, so that should hardly be difficult.

What is your interest in her, exactly?

[asoutcastshear]

[He's getting tired of explaining himself. Especially to someone who clearly has so little respect for his beloved.]

I am her tutor.

[farfairersoul.livejournal.com]

Well, I suppose that means you have your work cut out for you. Best of luck.

[asoutcastshear]

I don't need luck. But I thank you regardless.

[farfairersoul.livejournal.com]

[Razer cannot account for Erik's tastes, but just from this little exchange, he's decided that he likes him.]

You are most certainly welcome.