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Re: Residence of Bittere Realität Owner ((Sarah's Loft))
By: Itchigo513 Date: July 16, 2012, 5:39 am
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Sarah smiles at her, "I'm sure it will go wonderfully. As for
recording, I'm not sure there will be any recording going on
tonight since it's taking place over here. Unless Mama Jess has
been keeping any recording instruments she has hidden from me."
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Re: Residence of Bittere Realität Owner ((Sarah's Loft))
By: NyxPsyche Date: July 16, 2012, 5:43 am
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"Oh I can't just record it on my ph-ph-ph-phone." Absinthe says
quickly, pulling out her phone. She drops the device
accidentally, her hands shaking quite badly. "Fuckfuckfuckfuck!"
She growls and reaches for it, feeling along the carpet.
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Re: Residence of Bittere Realität Owner ((Sarah's Loft))
By: Itchigo513 Date: July 16, 2012, 5:45 am
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"I got it, baby", Sarah says soothingly and she places the phone
back in Absinthe's hands. "Are you alright, dear?"
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Re: Residence of Bittere Realität Owner ((Sarah's Loft))
By: NyxPsyche Date: July 16, 2012, 5:49 am
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"Oh I'm fine, I'm good, I'm great and--" She stops speaking for
a moment, her head tilting electronically toward Marcus'
directly. "Yes-I'm wondrous." She smiles shallowly at Sarah,
humming a quiet tune.
#Post#: 737--------------------------------------------------
Re: Residence of Bittere Realität Owner ((Sarah's Loft))
By: Itchigo513 Date: July 16, 2012, 5:53 am
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Still slightly concerned for her child's well being, Sarah gives
her hand a light squeeze. "So, do you have any new songs in
which you hope to dazzle Mr. Joseph with?"
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Re: Residence of Bittere Realität Owner ((Sarah's Loft))
By: NyxPsyche Date: July 16, 2012, 5:54 am
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Absinthe grins darkly. "Oh, don't you know it." She chuckles and
begins tapping her knees with her hands rapidly.
#Post#: 739--------------------------------------------------
Re: Residence of Bittere Realität Owner ((Sarah's Loft))
By: Itchigo513 Date: July 16, 2012, 5:57 am
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"I can't wait to hear them!"
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Re: Residence of Bittere Realität Owner ((Sarah's Loft))
By: NyxPsyche Date: July 16, 2012, 5:58 am
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Absinthe smiles slightly, her head tilted toward a sound that is
unheard by the human ear. "Do you think that music is worth
dying for, Mama?" She asks innocently.
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Re: Residence of Bittere Realität Owner ((Sarah's Loft))
By: Itchigo513 Date: July 16, 2012, 6:03 am
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Sarah considers the odd question, "Many artists have died for
their art, dear. And many have died as a result of a song or
musical piece's effect over them or others."
#Post#: 742--------------------------------------------------
Re: Residence of Bittere Realität Owner ((Sarah's Loft))
By: NyxPsyche Date: July 16, 2012, 6:07 am
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Absinthe smiles. "Do you know what I saw today? I saw a pretty
pink ribbon that turned bloody while it was twisting to the
melody of a tear." Her eyes widen. She stands abruptly. She nods
to Sarah while saying. "Mama, I think I need some fresh air."
Her voice has taken a different tone, one that is far more
stable. She immediately goes outside.
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