'that will be no problem at all madam. We will find you some decent clothes for the Opera.' he said smiling while motioning for his stagecoach.

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James gave his brother a questioning look. Catherine looked from one De Changy to the other, then too the woman on the steps. This was different then she had suspected the day to have happen.

Camille felt tears rising to her eyes as she followed Raoul to his stagecoach. She had never expected this sort of kindness before. Occasionally people gave her money or food. Most just walked by with their noses upturned. Never before had anyone offered to clothe her and invite her to the opera. Maybe some people would have turned down the offer, telling the person that their charity was too much, but not Camille. She was more than willing.

"This too kind of you," she told Raoul happily. She wondered what she would look like in a real lady's dress. "I don't know how I will ever repay you."

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'Don't worry,you do not have to. You repayed me enough by honoring me and coming to the Opera.' Raoul said. He glanced up and noticed his brother's expression and gave him a smile before helping camille into the coach.

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"Whats going On now?" Catherine Asked James. He shook his head. "I really don't know."

(Are Catherine and James also going in the carriage?)

Camille turned once again to Raoul. A smile lit up her face and dark green eyes, as she was still ecstatic about the prospect of getting a new dress. "You said your wife is to be in the performance tonight," she said, "What is her name?"

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'Christine, her name is Christine.' he replied back. 'She will be playing the role of Countess."

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James went over to Raoul. "Not that I object, but this is going to make other nobles talk. In the mean time, Brother, what shall Catherine and I do."

'you could get to your seat,or you could come with us?' he suggested to his brother.

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James sighed. "I will take my seat, I know my wife will take hers and I won't leave her alone." With that, James escorted Catherine into the Opera house to where their seats were.

((I was thinking, it would be intresting if the Phantom became obbsesed with Catherine too.))

((that would be cool!! Let's see what Ellisande thinks))


Raoul quickly helped Camille into the coach and they drove off to the nearest shop. They stepped inside and he felt many eyes watching him. Raoul shook it off and let Camille pick out a dress for the Opera.

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((Bella, are you playing the managers?))

Catherine smiled as she walked arm in arm with James. As ther were about to approch the door to their seats she saw to men arguing.

((I don't know if anyone else wants to they can but if not I guess I will))

*I need Ellisande to post*

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((Yeah we need her.))

* I know she is leaving tomorrow and she told me to powerplay her characters until Wednesday.

I also messaged her if she doesn't post in ten minutes I will powerplay her character*

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(Sorry, I was working on a research paper )

Camille stared wide eyed at all the beautiful dresses in the shop. It was amazing! She had never seen so many fine frocks.

Just then the store owner, a middle aged woman with far too much make up and a hairstyle that was much too extravagant and vulgar, came over to the two of them. "Oh, Bonjour, Monsieur!" she exclaimed with a glint in her eye, no doubt thinking of the money she would be earning, "I am Madame Dubois, what can I do for you...?" Her voice trailed off as her eyes roamed over Camille, taking in her haggard, dirty appearance.

Camille blushed under the older woman's scrutinizing gaze. "Monsieur de Chagny and I have come to purchase a dress for myself for the opera this evening." She did her best to side refined despite her lowly appearance.

Madame Dubois stared at her for a moment. "Mmmhmm," she finally conceded, "Well, come come, Madmoiselle," she said, regaining her former enthusiasm, "We must get you cleaned up if we are to find you a dress!"

.... some time later....

It took longer than any of them expected, but with Madame Dubois' skills, Camille came out looking like a high bred lady. Her hair was cleaned and fixed in a half up/half down hairstyle with her light brown curls arranged just perfectly around her heart shaped face. The dress that Madame Dubois helped her choose was a form fitting light green silk frock with golden flowers embroidered on the sleeves and plunging neckline.

Camille gaped at herself in the mirror. She had never thought she could look this way. She was actually... quite beautiful. It was a change she had never expected. "Monsieur de Chagny!" she exclaimed, turning to Raoul, "Thank you so much for this! So much!"

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Eric sat in box 5 of the Opera House, his box, looking down at all the arriving guests with indifference. He didn't care about them. He wanted to see her. His Angel of Music. Christine. He hadn't seen her in two years, and his heart ached.

Then he spotted a man and his wife coming to sit down in the audience. There was something strangely familiar about the man, though Eric was sure he had never met him before. Then it hit him. He knew that Raoul de Chagny's brother was supposed to be coming. This must be him.

Eric glared down at the man. His brother had stolen his love, therefore he already hated the man. Then his eyes passed over the man' wife. He noticed that she was rather attractive.

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