Now, normally Christine wouldn't mind singing. She loves singing! She's sung several times over the comm - accidentally, admittedly - and hadn't particularly minded that people had heard her. She even sings in the café when she's working there.
The reason she doesn't mind anyone overhearing, however, is that they don't know how much better she sounded when she was under Erik's strict tuition. They just hear a voice that is still very pretty, even when she isn't practicing anywhere near as much as she ought to.
Erik will know immediately, and God alone knows what he'll do. Still, she doesn't have much of a choice, not if she wants to keep the peace. After making sure her comm is off, she warms up, sings a few scales, and then comes back to take the plunge. Please, God, don't let him be too angry.]Think of me
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[Oh dear. Christine makes a smart decision to stick to text. It's so much easier to make up an excuse when you're not actually having to speak to someone, or look at them.
What to say, though? Oh, I'm sorry, Angel, but I'm terrified that you will find out that I've been having an affair, and you'll hunt down and murder the man I love. On top of that, I have no wish for you to know that I honestly can't remember the last time I practiced my scales.]
I feel somewhat indisposed. The beginning of a cold, perhaps.
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You could have at least said please?
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[She sound so naive. How sweet.]
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[She is and isn't. She is definitely when it comes to masked phantoms hiding in opera sewers.]
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[He likes keeping track of the people Christine meets. It's all for her, really.]
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Now, normally Christine wouldn't mind singing. She loves singing! She's sung several times over the comm - accidentally, admittedly - and hadn't particularly minded that people had heard her. She even sings in the café when she's working there.
The reason she doesn't mind anyone overhearing, however, is that they don't know how much better she sounded when she was under Erik's strict tuition. They just hear a voice that is still very pretty, even when she isn't practicing anywhere near as much as she ought to.
Erik will know immediately, and God alone knows what he'll do. Still, she doesn't have much of a choice, not if she wants to keep the peace. After making sure her comm is off, she warms up, sings a few scales, and then comes back to take the plunge. Please, God, don't let him be too angry.]Think of me ( ... )
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Christine? Is there something troubling you?
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What to say, though? Oh, I'm sorry, Angel, but I'm terrified that you will find out that I've been having an affair, and you'll hunt down and murder the man I love. On top of that, I have no wish for you to know that I honestly can't remember the last time I practiced my scales.]
I feel somewhat indisposed. The beginning of a cold, perhaps.
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Rest your voice. Drink lemon tea with honey. And we will try again in a week's time.
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[Dude...?]
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So this is like a... teacher student thing?
[Like what people go to jail for?]
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[It's a 'I'm a psycho and stalk her' thing]
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