Raoul Christophe de Chagny
I?m here, with you, beside you, to guard you and to guide you.
Love me, that's all I ask of you
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Post by Raoul Christophe de Chagny on Jun 27, 2012 12:09:57 GMT -5
“Well you may find it surprising but he was behind bars for a few hours. So that proves that he can be locked up.” He didn’t bring up the fact that he had been behind bars with him, and that Christine had bailed them both out. He would never forgive her for that. That very well may have been his only chance to trap him forever, and she had ruined it. He was unwilling to accept that she was simply an elder version of the woman he loved—the woman he loved still believed in justice, law, and order.
“Well, Signora, I was not there for the past three years.” he stated. “The old managers may have taken his insolence, but as the patron of the opera I shan’t. I will see that he is put behind bars for the rest of his life. All I need is to gather evidence of his misdeeds, and I shall present the evidence to the courts and have him convicted of the crimes he committed.” That was easier said than done. He hadn’t committed any crimes here besides punching him, and he would need a lot more than that in order to jail him for life. For that reason he planned to keep him under surveillance. “Signora, I can assure you that he will answer for his sins.”
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Post by Carlotta Celestia Giudicelli on Jun 30, 2012 3:07:33 GMT -5
La Carlotta couldn't help a brief look of shock, her eyebrows raising and her eyes widening, when the Vicomte told her that this Opera Ghost had in fact been behind bars for a few short hours. “Well!? Why in the devil is he not still behind bars!? Why would they let that hateful and uncultured vandal out from behind bars. È cativo, è cativo!” she declared. He is evil, he is evil!
The woman folded her flabby arms as the man spoke to her. He seemed to think that hw somehow had some sort of influence over this Opera Ghost who had been such a nuisance to her at the Populaire for so very long now. “If you think that you can take care of the problem with that faux fantasma, then be my guest, Monsieur le Vicomte! At least some one is finally willing to deal with that wretched pest control problem!”
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Raoul Christophe de Chagny
I?m here, with you, beside you, to guard you and to guide you.
Love me, that's all I ask of you
Posts: 414
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Post by Raoul Christophe de Chagny on Jul 1, 2012 18:51:32 GMT -5
Raoul hesitated, not sure how to answer Carlotta’s question without giving away the fact that he had been in jail with him—a stain upon his reputation and perhaps the most humiliating event in his entire life, made even more humiliating by the fact that the elder version of the woman he loved had bailed them both out. Why on earth would she help his worst enemy? Because she loves him, he thought resentfully. “He was let go. It was a misdemeanor.”
“I shall, Signora, I promise you. That man will be put behind bars, where he belongs…or better yet, executed if we’re lucky. Even though he did kill Piangi and Buquet, we haven’t any proof of that…at least not viable proof—no one would believe us here, I’m afraid. Thus we’re just going to have to catch him committing another crime…” he stated, trailing off and rubbing his chin. “Perhaps if I set a trap…” he muttered to himself.
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Post by Carlotta Celestia Giudicelli on Aug 2, 2012 2:22:39 GMT -5
The grand diva gave a little huff when teh Vicomte explained to her the reasons as to why the man responsible for her untimely mispleasure had been released from prison. "A midemeanor? Surely there must 'ave been something else that le autorità could have locked him away for? Such as blackmailing and harassment!"
She was not at all happy that he -- whoever he was -- had been released. She couldn't help but to smirk a ittle though when the Vicomte mentioned a possible execution. but then she frowned. killed piangi and buquet? what in the world was teh lunatic vicomte raving about this time? "Monsiuer le vicomte, Piangi and Buquet are not dead. I just saw Signore Piangi mere minutes ago." the imbocile! he obviously had no idea what he was talking about. She would have most certainly noticed if Piangi were dead...
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Raoul Christophe de Chagny
I?m here, with you, beside you, to guard you and to guide you.
Love me, that's all I ask of you
Posts: 414
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Post by Raoul Christophe de Chagny on Sept 16, 2012 10:22:43 GMT -5
“Yes, yes, but there’s no proof of that!” Raoul answered in frustration, raking his hand through his dirty blonde hair. “If I were finished with my studies I’d make it my personal goal to prosecute the fiend, but I’m afraid that that’s not possible unless we have evidence that is admissible in the court of law.” He was of course thinking of the videotape—but the man in the videotape was not even Lenoir, and what’s more, it was simply a play. If he even tried to submit it as evidence, the police would think he was crazy.
“Signora, they are both dead—they were both hung by this man’s Punjab lasso…” he trailed off upon realizing that she must not have been present during either of the hangings. “Never mind. But the man has admitted to me in person that he has killed at least two individuals—so I’m afraid he’s more dangerous than you anticipated.”
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Post by Carlotta Celestia Giudicelli on Sept 29, 2012 5:21:39 GMT -5
Carlotta gave a frustrated growl when the vicomte told her that there was no proof. “Then study harder, Monsieur le Vicomte! I will not be mocked by some joke of a ghost any longer!” She really was very tired of it. That was why she had finally gotten up and left after three years of putting up with those occurrences after the set piece had fallen the day before in rehearsal. She was completely fed up with having to deal with such outlandish conditions as a phoney phantom!
And then she paled a bit. Ubaldo was dead? But that couldn't be! She had seem him herself mere moments before! “That... That cannot be... You lie! I saw Signor Piangi mere moments ago![/b]” In fact, he was the one to have accompanied her to the opera house after she had received that horrid note earlier on that day. There was no way that he could be dead...
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