Phantom of the Opera
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Thread Topic: Phantom of the Opera
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He grabbed the mask, and turned to the mirror, disappearing behind it without another word. The mirror closed onto the door, and from her side there was no way to access the door.
As soon as he left, the door unlocked.
Raphael burst into the room, eyes wild with worry.
"What was all that noise? Mels?" -
"H-Huh? Oh! It was.. Nothing." Amelia gave him a reassuring smile. "I was talking to myself, trying to dance a bit.. Well, that didn't work out so well. I tripped over my own two feet, crashed into the dresser, and knocked over a vase of flowers. I cut my hand and was cursing a bit."
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The Phantom had disappeared to his home below the Opera house. He stared at himself in the mirror in disgust, retying the mirror around his face.
Raphael raised an eyebrow in disbelief, but didn't question her. He took her hand, frowning.
"We need to get you bandaged up. You need to be careful." -
"Be.. Careful... You're right." She sighed, staring down at her hand. "I'll try to be a lot more careful."
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He nodded, and took her arm, leading her out and into another room, the medical room, where he quickly cleaned out the wound and wrapped it up.
"Next time you dance, let me watch, okay?" He smiled. -
"Yeah, because you so want me to trip over you." Amelia snorted, rolling her eyes. "That's what the show is for."
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"Mmm...You're so mean." He grinned. "So, did you get that gift to your fan? What did he think?"
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"I try to be." She blinked, a thoughtful look on her face. "..I think he liked it. I dunno, he didn't really say." She didn't add that he got angry when she took it off, or that he shoved her.
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"Well, a gift from you should of made anyone happy." He said, glancing at her, then away.
"Your performance was spectacular, Mels." -
"Thank you.." Amelia looked down, blushing. "I was thinking.. M-Maybe you and I could go out to c-celebrate?"
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He grinned, taking her not injured hand into his own.
"That sounds wonderful!"
And of course the Phantom could over hear everything. But of course, his love for Amelia was more than his hate for Raphael. At least, so far. -
"Yay~ What kinds of foods do you like to eat?" She grinned at him, all throughts of her Angel of Music fading. She wanted nothing more than to enjoy her time with Raphael.
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"Hm...Any kind really. And besides, this is a celebration for you, you choose."
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"Pfft. Fine.. How about a fast food place? I've been dying to have some for a while now.. I'm used to healthy foods."
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He laughed. No matter what Amelia became, she'd still be her old self.
"Sounds great."
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