(okay! so that means that if u do a duet that i would be the one singing it with ur character? alright!)

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

(Yup, cause margaret is the lead singer. Don't worry will keep the duets F/F. Also I need a bio.)

(okay! do I pm it to you? or can I post it? And I'll try to find a pic! I know you like pics!)

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

((No, yes, great, and LOL, I do cause its easier to picture the Charries.))

My Bio :
Name : Cathrine Blackadder
Gender: female
True Age : 21 or 121 depending on when this Rp is going to be set
From wich century : 18th
Age when bitten : 21
Nationality : British
Apperance : Cathrine is very tall with a pale complexion and a beautifull figure, her eyes are dark green and show under heavy lashes.
Bio : daughter of the rich Mina Blackadder who died under suspicius circumstances. Was brought up in France so speaks french fluently. When her education had finished she took up music.
Anything else worth mentioning : nah
[Pic : http://img134.imageshack.us/my.php?imag ... ine9qh.jpg ]

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. O r b i s N o n S u f f i c i t .

((Welome, and it is the 19 centery.))

bio:
name:Chantelle
nickname: Chanty
eyecolor: changes to blue, green, or hazel
hieght: 5"4'
build: small figure. muscular legs. strong arms, yet thin.
history: born in Ireland, she lived there till she was five. Her family, with two sisters, and three brothers, moved all over the world, traveling. When Chantelle turned 20 she moved to Paris. She became an Opras singer, and found out a horrid secret about some of the opra people. The vamps don't let her leave for america(wich is what she wants to do) because they want to keep an eye on her as not to tell anyone of their secret.

something intoresting: She plays the flute, and tried out for a part as a flutist at the opra house many times, but each time was denied the part.

pic: http://i4.tinypic.com/10endar.jpg[/b]

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

((WELCOME))

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Chantelle sat in the back dressing room. She was gathing her things from that days performance. It was quiet, other than the mumbling that could barly be herd from the front of the Opra house. Chantelle put her make up in her small backpack. She swung in over her shoulder, a red curl got in her face, and she put in behind her ear.
Chantelle walked out of the dressing room, turning off the light, knowing she was the last to leave the room...

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

Francis glowered after the figure of Margaret. Winding his slender fingers around Julien's wrist, the dark haired vampire dragged him to a bench, just outside the manager's door.
Ah, this was beyond all of his endurance... Preternatural as he may be...

Inside the office, Lalien, the manager, watched Margaret with slight interest. Silver hair was drawn back loosely, at the nape of his neck... He peered at the young woman, with smoky, cat-slit eyes. His face seemed sharp, the alabaster skin smooth, glowing in the fire-light.

"Yes, I remember your application... You shall be the soprano, for Francis le Dorme's latest violin piece... Is this well with you?" his accent, as was Francis's, mantained subtle tones of French, soft in its inquiring manner.

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Those who find ugly meanings, in beautiful things, are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault. -Oscar Wilde-

Margaret nodded. "Of course." A twinkle shined in her eyes. This would be good. "Shall I inform him sir?" She asked remembering the man she had bumped into.

((Seral, what song are you going to use?))