[h3][center][b]Opera Night[/b][/center][/h3]
~[@The Irish Tree] [@Eviledd1984](NEP) (MAR)~
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[color=6ecff6]"E-eh?!"[/color] Christine suddenly felt bad. [color=6ecff6]"I believe you! I do! But, I've been living in this room for a few months and nothing weird has happened."[/color] She followed Maria and Nephele into the room. Unlike previously, the room was nearly spotless. A large, comfortable looking canopy bed and plush white carpet. In fact, the room looked almost exactly the same as its rundown counterpart, except newer. As if it hadn't been touched by age at all.

[color=6ecff6]"Uhm, see? Nothing."[/color] Christine walked into the room, walking over to her bed and plopping down on it. [color=6ecff6]"Feel free to look around if ya want. This little diva's got no secrets!"[/color] She laughed brightly, grinning at her two guests and giving Maria a curious look. [color=6ecff6]"Say Maria, how good are you with that Rapier of yours?"[/color]

She leaped off the bed, stabbing the air in a rather dramatic fashion with an invisible weapon of her own.

[color=6ecff6]"Maybe the play needs less romance and more action? I can't decide."[/color] She glanced over to Nephele with an sly smirk. [color=6ecff6]"Nepehele certainly is good at the romance part though,"[/color] She giggled impishly, holding the cheek she was kissed on. [color=6ecff6]"Maybe I should add more romance?"[/color]

[color=8882be][h3][center]~Arletta Dupain~[/center][/h3][/color]
[@PaulHaynek][@The Irish Tree] 
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Having nothing else to do then, Arletta would head back to the guild with Talia and Magnus. A flying machine? She was getting more into it than she should. Still though...feathers, eh? Maybe she could buy some? On the way back to the guild she continued to think about which ways she could get her hands on some. Were some feathers better than others? She hadn't a clue, but she did want to excel at the job. Well, she'd think about it later. Maybe ask some of her guild mates and get to know them better.

Upon arriving, the guild was quiet as usual - save for Talia marveling at its construction.

[color=8882be]"Yep, I wasn't here for it but dwarves helped rebuild this place."[/color] Arletta replied brightly. [color=8882be]"I wasn't here to see it done, but it looks a lot better than when we first started a few days ago."[/color] She chuckled. Talia was right though - the place looked much better and Dwarven construction was always something to behold. [color=8882be]"Erm...that aside...what's making that noise?"[/color]

It sounded vaguely like singing, and Arletta was too curious not to investigate. She did not expect to find Neil singing with some odd music being played. Upon seeing them though, the music abruptly stopped, causing Arletta to tilt her head to the side slightly. He was hiding something rather poorly behind his back, too. Arletta decided not to comment on it, though, and decided to introduce Talia to Neil.

[color=8882be]"Hey Niel!"[/color] She brightly greeted. [color=8882be]"Yep, we're back...this is Talia. She's the assistant of the guy working on that flying machine. Talia, this is Neil, he helps out around the guild here."[/color]