[Raoul had a similar reaction upon waking. His first concern was getting rid of those dresses discreetly, though it quickly shifted when he caught his reflection out of the corner of his eye. Naturally, he had a bit of a fit, but after he calmed, Raoul began to consider the possibilities.
[He had thought of smashing that mask himself. But...he couldn't bring himself to do it. And now, now that's it's gone. Really and truly gone? Erik has settled on the emotion that is the most profound. Rage.]
if it's any consolation, I really do feel terrible :TsodeepitsrealSeptember 9 2010, 06:09:06 UTC
[It's unbelievable how satisfying it is to finally find something that gets the Phantom riled up, and maybe even hurt. How could he stop there? He gets something heavy and starts crushing and grinding the smaller pieces to dust over the comms.
Raoul almost wishes he could see Erik's face, but he'd also have to deal with an enraged Opera Ghost, so his voice will have to do.]
Keywords, Erik. Keywords.]
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Hey Erik.
*CRUNCH*
Say, didn't that sound like a sweaty piece of porcelain? You know, it kind of did. Sweaty pieces of porcelain that you love. Oh my.]
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[He knows that UserId. And if he's in Erik's body, then that must mean he has...no.]
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[That's not even a question. A tiny piece of what's left of Erik's mangled soul has shattered too.]
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[...wait, he missed a bit. Have another, smaller crunch.]
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Raoul almost wishes he could see Erik's face, but he'd also have to deal with an enraged Opera Ghost, so his voice will have to do.]
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Should I leave these at your door, or shall I just throw them overboard?
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Do what you will. It does not matter to me.
[It does. Can you hear the LIES?]
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[Sloooowly opening the window. Just in case he changes his mind. So Raoul can do it anyway.]
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