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Post by Luciana Libitina on Feb 6, 2013 1:11:26 GMT -5
[/color][/b] She let out, watching the scene unfold. Her dark eyes were glued to the strange box and her ears taken over by the music, she didn't realize that anyone had entered the room behind the sofa.[/ul]
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Christine Svenna Daaé
Twisted every way, what answer can I give?
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Post by Christine Svenna Daaé on Feb 7, 2013 5:34:12 GMT -5
Christine Svenna had taken quite a liking to the strange black box from the future known as ‘television,’ with its moving pictures and music, and general ability to play out scenes like one would see at a theatre… but without the theatre! It was quite a fascinating and entertaining contraption, and had become one of her favorite pastimes there at the Manor. There were so many things that one could watch on it, from sports, to dramas, to comedies, to music performances. It was all so wonderful and foreign compared to back in nineteenth-century Paris, France.
There was yet another strange contraption that went with the television, known as a DVD player. The DVD player (as its name would suggest) played DVDs, which were little silvery disks that usually had a colored label on one side with a title of what movie the disk contained. You could put the disk into the DVD player and the movie would start playing on the screen of the television. It was astounding, really, and a quick and easy source of entertainment.
Svenna had put in a DVD called The Hunchback of Notre Dame and had gone off to go pop some popcorn in the kitchen. The salty, buttery taste of the popcorn she had taken quite a liking to, and the snack had become sort of a guilty pleasure of hers, especially when it was dipped in chocolate! Granted, there wasn’t any chocolate-covered popcorn around the Manor at the moment, and so she’d forced herself to settle with the plain “movie theatre style butter” variety.
After popping a huge bowl, she set back toward the TV room, not realizing that the disk she’d inserted was ‘enhanced with Disney’s fast-play’ and so the movie (along with a previously selected set of bonus features) had already begun to play. When she entered the room, it was about two or three minutes into the film already and so she scrambled in, setting her popcorn down on the coffee table, and quickly grabbed the remote to pause it and then put it back to the beginning of the opening scene.
“Gaaaah!” she said in frustration. “Darned thing… Thought you could start without me now, did you? Haha! Well now, I won’t be so easily taken…” After she’d set it back to the beginning, she waited to start it again and turned to pick up her popcorn, but then noticed somebody else in the room. “Oh… Hi there! You new around here? I don’t think I’ve ever seen you before… My name is Christine. Christine Svenna Daaé. What’s yours?"
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Post by Luciana Libitina on Mar 1, 2013 23:46:19 GMT -5
[/color][/i] After blinking a few times, she nodded. "Si, I arrived here just last week. I'm Luciana Libitina and if you don't mind my asking, what is that strange thing?"[/b] She introduced herself before gesturing towards the big box as it showed the Gypsy telling the tale to the children again. It took all her strength not to stare again. But of course, she couldn't resist and looked at the moving picture as the scene of Quasimodo's mother running through the city of Paris, finding her way to the church again. Her grip on the book got tighter again as Frollo's horse jumped over a fence. "Esegui donna! Frollo è dietro di te!"[/i] She was telling her to run and that Frollo was behind her. Her heart once again hopped into her throat as the gypsy woman fell back on the stone steps of Notre Dame.[/ul]
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Christine Svenna Daaé
Twisted every way, what answer can I give?
Screw being ladylike; Imma Pageboy!
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Post by Christine Svenna Daaé on Mar 27, 2013 6:40:40 GMT -5
Christine grinned victoriously when she was able to start the movie back from the beginning. She’d forgotten that this was one of the discs with ‘Disney fast-play’ on it when she went to go make some popcorn. It was a good thing she’d had the remote handy though. That could have proven to have been a bit challenging to put it back to the beginning while still otherwise avoiding all of the commercials, had she been forced to do so from the player itself.
“Well hi there, Luciana!” he said with a friendly smile. She pressed the double-lined button on the remote to pause the movie. It seemed to be distracting the girl. There was no reason why either of them should miss it when it could easily be started at any time. “This? Oh! This is a television,” she said. “You can watch movies and junk on it—like this one!” and she gestured to the paused screen where The Hunchback of Notre Dame had been playing.
She giggled a little at the girl’s reaction to part of the film. “You know this story?” she asked, looking at her and the book she was holding. “I haven’t had the chance to watch the whole thing through yet. Last time I tried I ended up having to stop it early because I had to head out for work…”
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Post by Luciana Libitina on May 8, 2013 21:07:17 GMT -5
[/color][/b] She mused before the energetic woman asked if she knew the story. Of course, she had to speak in her native tongue about Frollo being behind the mother and let tears well up in her dark eyes when she was pushed down the steps. Luciana nodded with a sheepish look on her seemingly innocent face. The nuns at the school thought her far from innocence with her temperament. "Guilty."[/b] She started by holding up the book that she held in her right hand. "I found it when I was first brought here and haven't been able to put it down since. My papa would be happy to know that I'm reading."[/b] Luciana giggled when she finished that sentence and turning towards the television to see at the frozen picture it in. Taking in the beauty of Christine, she smiled despite the envious feeling she felt deep inside. Why couldn't she have been older like her sisters and be almost eighteen? She longs to experience life that why an older woman could, even though she never really did act her own age. "If there is ever a play done for the Hunchback of Notre Dame, you would make a beautiful Esmeralda, Christine."[/b] Luciana stated just imagining her new friend as the Gypsy girl.[/ul]
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Christine Svenna Daaé
Twisted every way, what answer can I give?
Screw being ladylike; Imma Pageboy!
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Post by Christine Svenna Daaé on May 13, 2013 13:55:40 GMT -5
“They have, haven’t they?” Christine said, nodding a little in agreement. “Well… many things have, anyway. Not quite everything… I know it’s a lot different from back in Paris… but you don’t sound like you’re from Paris. Where are you from exactly?”
:It’s a great story,” she continued when Luciana said that she had been reading through the book. “Well… I can’t actually say that I’ve ever read the book before, but the movie is really good.” Christine gave an almost embarrassed grin and rubbed the back of her head sheepishly. “You wanna watch?” she asked, pointing her thumb over her shoulder in the direction of the television.
Then she couldn’t help but to blush and start rubbing her head again. “Awww that’s very sweet of you, thank you. There might be one—you never know! After all, there are a lot of new things in this place….”
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