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Post by Joseph Ferras on Oct 24, 2008 13:33:39 GMT -5
Rosalind was standing a little way away but Joseph was not focused on her, he was looking at Juliette
"I'm glad you like it" he said his voice barely above a whisper. "Your and Rosalinds compliments really are nice to hear"
The mention of her name alerted Joseph to her presence, she still stood there, in her thoughts it seemed, Joseph smiled inwardly; she looked beautiful standing there lost in her thoughts, it made Joseph want to know what had encaptured her mind so much.
"How am I so lucky to have met such talented beauties like yourselves?" he said, not meaning, he meant to think that. he dropped his gaze to his feet embarrased.
You're a stagehand Jo, a stage hand, you can never be with these chorus girls, they are middle class, you are aiming too high. Princesses do not go for paupers, only in fairy stories
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Post by Rosalind Dashwood on Oct 25, 2008 11:30:35 GMT -5
Rosalind did not hear what Joseph had said; she had got lost in thoughts again.
If the Phantom is still alive maybe I could talk to him, maybe he could write me an opera, I need it to be famous, and Mothers used to always say he was the best composer ever. if it became world famous, and I was listen somehow, or the story at least, maybe he would come back, and maybe my sisters would be returned to me. At least the might tell me where they were. I miss them so much
She came out of her trance briefly to see Joseph and Juliette standing near each other Jospeh seems to have a hard past too, but he still has parents, could I do something that would prevent him having the same fate as me. I miss my sisters and brother so much, and i do ont have any idea where my father is. Te only iformation I get about my sisters would be when something happens, and everybody knows thats code for if one of them dies. Which is why I get so nervous whenever a letter comes, and why I get even more nervous when its for me
She twirled a lock of hair around her delicate fingers as she thought, tears were in danger of coming into her dark eyes and she turned on her heel silently to hide it from the other two. She did not want to be thought weak.
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Post by Juliette Croft on Oct 25, 2008 19:53:12 GMT -5
"How am I so lucky to have met such talented beauties like yourselves?" Juliette almost blushed, as the words left his mouth. She gently bit her lower lip, to stop herself from even giggling a little bit. She glanced at Joseph, staring down at his feet. She smiled.
A brief silence fell between them, the gears in Juliette's mind started to turn. This is turning out to be quite an interesting day, she wondered. She is glad to have met her new friends Rosalind and Joseph. Juliette looked back at Rosalind, realizing that she's still there. Her back was turned towards Juliette, she grew a bit concerned. "Rosalind? Are you all right?" she asked, walking over to her friend and placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.
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Post by Joseph Ferras on Oct 27, 2008 15:44:20 GMT -5
Joseph walked up to Rosalind worried that she had been standing perfectly still for sometime while he and Juliette were talking. He put his hand on the other shoylder and spoke gently
"Rosalind, what is it thats troubling you?" he asked, not wanting to startle the girl. In truth he rather admired the way she looked when she was in that trance, it gave her a mysterious, enchanting air to her, but he did not want her to dwell on her troubles, whatever they were as they could take over her.
He removed his hand from Rosalind's shoulder and removed the peice of hair from her hands very gently. "Also, Mademoiselle Dashwood" he said using the formal title "I find that Juliette has not heard you sing" he smiled cheekily at her, hoping that it would bring her back to earth.
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Post by Rosalind Dashwood on Oct 30, 2008 11:58:11 GMT -5
Juliettes voice broke through her trance and she felt herself returning to earth she smiled at her friends "I'm fine" she said smiling the mona lisa smile she had practised everyday since her mother became ill, it was the face she had to put on to make people think she was brave, that she was coping. i'm fine was her knee jerk responce.
"Nothing is troubling me Monsiour Ferras, I was just lost in... lost in thought, I was thinking of the affair of the phantom of the Opera, is that story not romantic?" she said and smiled the half smile again, hoping that she had fooled them. Shethen adressed Josephs other sentance, she felt slightly guilty for ignoring some of what he said before.
"What are you proposing Monsiour Ferras?" she asked a genuine note of amusemant in her voice
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Post by Juliette Croft on Oct 31, 2008 7:56:08 GMT -5
"I'm fine" Juliette slowly removed her hand from Rosalind's shoulder. She noticed that Rosalind's smile seemed a bit different to her, almost like it was painted on somehow. Maybe you are just overreacting, Juliette, her inner voice suggested. She then slightly nodded her head, in agreement. Maybe I am, Juliette thought to herself. But still, in the back of her mind, there was a piece of her that didn't believe that she was just overreacting. That there was something more, behind Rosalind's smile, but she didn't want to press the issue. If there was one.
"What are you proposing Monsiour Ferras?" A brief silence fell upon them. "I think he might want you to sing, Rosalind." she suggested, breaking the silence. Joseph was right, she has not heard Rosalind sing before. By herself, that is.
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Post by Joseph Ferras on Nov 2, 2008 10:42:48 GMT -5
Joseph smiled"Mademoiselle Juliette Croft, you are right, I do want Rosalind to sing" he looked at Rosalind "I'm afraid Mademoiselle Dashwood, that there is two against one," he grinned and switched back to her first name, both he and Rosalind seemed to do that a lot "This means Rosalind thats its a democracy, and that therefore our two votes over-rule yours.
He felt that Rosalinds smile was fake, practised, he would ask her about it later, maybe once he got to know her better he would ask her. She seemed to have or feel, the same pain that he felt, or feared.
But he was not one to dwell on things like that when he was around others, to him it was something to hold in untill he was alone
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Post by Rosalind Dashwood on Nov 4, 2008 16:11:05 GMT -5
Ignoring the fact that her heart was hammering in her her chest, she nodded slowly, she could, and would admit defeat this time, plus she understood Josephs words perfectly, and she did not want them to fall on deaf ears
"Well, Joseph, i admit defeat, although if it had not been for this democracy here, the fate would gone the other way" she smiled and closed her eyes and walked a few paces away from Joseph and Juliette, she could not sing whenn it felt so corwded right then.
She imagined she was next to her mother holding her hand as she lay wearily on the sofa, her eyes pleading for the pain to end despite Rosalinds mothers best efforts. Suddenly she was there, sittting next to h beautiful mother and singing song thats they made up together
Just another face in the crowd Just another voice speaking over and over again
Just another person in the street Just another sun, slowly rising and sinking again
If I just sang right out loud If I streched my arms and danced Would you take me in your arms Would you say I was safe Would take away all my pain
If you saw me would you know What I feel when you walk Around, and around near me
Would you ask me I was okay Take you hands and wipe The tears away from my face
If I just sang right out loud If I streched my arms and danced Would you take me in your arms Would you say I was safe Would take away all my pain
Are you the one who can heal my pain Could you bear to fight All my fears that always plague
Would you hold me when I cry Can you protect me, from the darkness of the night
If I just sang right out loud If I streched my arms and danced Would you take me in your arms Would you say I was safe Would take away all my pain?"
Her voice was pure and soft, and gradually Rosalind opened her eyes to see her friends' reaction hoping, and praying that they would not be too harsh, that they would not laugh in her face and tell everybody how bad she was at singing; she would hate that, she hated any kind of attention, but negative cruel mocking attention was for everybody the worst kind
((Sorry for the lameo song, made it up as I wrote, i think)
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Post by Juliette Croft on Nov 4, 2008 18:02:04 GMT -5
Hearing Rosalind sing, Juliette could've sworn she felt her jaw drop to the floor. She was impressed. Juliette closed her eyes, and in her mind's eye, she pictured herself as a little girl tucked into bed and her mother singing a lullaby. Her mother's singing voice was pure and soft, just like Rosalind's.
Juliette opened her eyes, blinking once or twice, to make sure that it wasn't her mother's voice...but Rosalind's. She smiled, as she listened intently to Rosalind singing.
And when Rosalind was finished, Juliette began to clap softly in gratitude. "Bravo, that was amazing." she commented, taking a small step towards her. I am a little jealous, to be honest, she thought to herself. When she was a little girl; Juliette could sing and it didn't matter if people were listening or not, but now, she keeps her singing to herself...
((It didn't seem like a lame song to me, it was quite good))
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Post by Joseph Ferras on Nov 14, 2008 16:55:39 GMT -5
"Brava, Brava, Bravisimo" he said quoting a quote that some of the dancers of the Opera Populair said that the Phantom used to say.
He smiled at Rosalind, taking his attention off the blonde for a while he looked to the brunette, Why do I feel connected with her, as if we share something? I don't know what though, I wish I did
He resolved to find out, even if it meant him slipping her some truth potion from the 'Apothecary' He smiled to himself at this thought, and he stopped himself from laughing.
"Seriously Rosalind, you and Juliet should be more than Chorus girls. Then again you may love what you do, I can understand if you do, Marriane would love to have your job. So would Lucy and Charlotte for that matter"
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Post by Rosalind Dashwood on Nov 26, 2008 9:13:38 GMT -5
Rosalind blushed at the compliment, her cheeks turning a pretty shade of pink so she resembled a porcelein doll.
She saw Joseph smile and she raised an eyebrow at him "Are you planning something evil Joseph?" she asked amused before thanking Juliette and Joseph profusely for their generous compliments
"Why don't you bring your sisters here for a day, i would be more than happy to give them some dance lessons for free, they seem like lvely gorls" she said to Joseph, he only talked about them breifly but as they were related to him they must be nice girls, plus holding dance lessons had the added bonus of keeping Rosalinds mind off of her own life, which she would welcome fully.
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Post by Juliette Croft on Nov 26, 2008 19:32:56 GMT -5
Juliette simply stood there and listened, as Joseph complimented Rosalind..... and even her. Be more than just a chorus girl?, she thought to herself. That has always been her dream, but she knew that she would never have enough confidence in herself to go for it, though. She smiled.
"Why don't you bring your sisters here for a day, i would more than happy to give them some dance lessons for free, they seem like lovely girls" Juliette nodded her head, in agreement. "Well, I think that it is a lovely idea, Rosalind." she said, not wanting to be left out of the conversation. Though they wouldn't mean to. A brief silence fell. Juliette never had a sister, only a brother.
She loves her brother and misses him so, her best friend. Though they may fight and get angry with each other, it never lasts. They always make up and things go back to normal.
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Post by Joseph Ferras on Dec 12, 2008 18:28:58 GMT -5
Joseph smiled "I think i will have to think about that" he said knowing how much they would love it; it would get them out of the house, and pretty soon with their training they could become chorus girls too, he knew Rosalind and Juliette would look after them, and bring in more money, maybe his mother could finally get the things she needs to recover
"It sounds amazing Rosalind, and Juliette" he said and turned to the blonde "My sisters would benefit from you too" he turned and grinned at Rosalind again, he was better friedns with him, having met her previously and walked with her a couple of times, he felt comfortable teasing her "I know my sisters would probably benefit from two talented girls such as yourselves, even if one of them is Rosalind"
he walked over to her and tapped her on the head "There is not just air in there Mademoiselle Dashwood, could it be that you also have what they call a brain!" he said in mock amazement
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Post by Rosalind Dashwood on Dec 23, 2008 15:19:37 GMT -5
"Monsiuer Ferras!" she excalimed "Are you jealous of my what-they-call-a-brain?" she giggled "And Juliettes too" she added winking at her friend.
She smiled at them both; they were both such fun to be with. She could always imagine herself teasing Joseph in particular, and having a girly chat with Juliette. She could imagine Joseph and Juliette being married, and her being the maid of honour. She tried to imagine herself with Joseph, but could not quite do it, at the moment all she could think of was a faceless stranger. The mystery was kind of nice.
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Post by Juliette Croft on Dec 24, 2008 9:59:28 GMT -5
"It sounds amazing Rosalind, and Juliette" She looked over at him, to see Joseph looking at her. "My sisters would benefit from you too" Juliette almost blushed, she never thought she would ever teach someone younger than herself, and now this chance is just within reach. "I know my sisters would probably benefit from two talented girls such as yourselves, even if one of them is Rosalind"
As she pulled herself out of her daze, Juliette looked over to see Joseph walk over to Rosalind and tap her on the head. "There is not just air in there Mademoiselle Dashwood, could it be that you also have what they call a brain!" Her hand was reaching up to rest on her hip, then it fell back to her side.
"Monsieur Ferras!" Juliette looked at Rosalind. "Are you jealous of my what-they-call-a-brain?" She then smiled, upon hearing Rosalind giggle. "And Juliettes too" Rosalind then winked at her.... and she winked back. "Maybe he's only jealous of he doesn't have" Juliette suggested, playing along and in the midst of her own giggles.
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