Hi! This is Irene. If you're hearing this, I'm either rehearsing, performing, or sleeping. Leave your name, number, and a brief message, and I'll call you back as soon as I can!

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Silhouette. Leave a message or send a text.

(ooc: IC or OOC contact can be done here. For IC, please specify which phone the message is left on, Irene's or Silhouette's ( Read more... )

Cast as the Lilac Fairy- wonderful!

*quietly* We didn't start the fire--

Mourning by day. Rioting by night.

People died every day on the streets of New York City. Sometimes it was a business man, sometimes it was a whore. People died all the time, the good and the bad, the loved and the hated, the important and the small. In general, Silhouette paid them little thought.

Sometimes, though, it became personal. It was personal when she knelt down on the ( Read more... )

Rodger Simm shook the hand of Adrian Veidt with more than a little enthusiasm. "Mr. Veidt, I am so glad you could come. It's an honor to have you even consider becoming a more active patron of our company ( Read more... )

"It is an honor to dance for you, sir," the young woman, dressed in her black costume, murmured, taking the time to grip her choreographer's hand.

"Do not call it an honor just yet," the Russian man said, patting her thin shoulder. "You may call it an honor when they cry as much for your Odille as your Odette."

"I hope I can do your rendition justice ( Read more... )