Alone {Caution some PG content, read at own risk}

[*Musical~Soul*]

"But you're not. You're the Angel of Music." Christine answered, hoping she didn't sound too childish. She gave a small, soft laugh. "When I was little I hung on every word my father said. I was so excited when he told me that I would be visited by an angel."

[Sakwa]

*Erik smiled* Most view me as the Angel of Death...I guess its because if my anger forces me, I kill...but I hate myself for it. Every death I caused I hated myself for it.

[*Musical~Soul*]

Christine looked at the floor, not sure what to say.

[Sakwa]

*Erik sighed* I guess all thats in the past though. *He said quietly*

[*Musical~Soul*]

Christine nodded. "Hopefully." she said quietly.

Raoul sat in his study, bored.

[Sakwa]

*Erik fell silent, trying to quash down the overwhelming feeling of insecurity.*

*Cesar gave a quiet snort, carefully placing Eriks rapier on the ground where he could watch it*

[*Musical~Soul*]

Christine spoke hesitantly, wanting to break the silence. "You can, er, stay here for as long as you like." she said, "Do you know if there's anywhere you can go?" She could have kicked herself. That's exactly what Raoul had asked earlier.

Raoul looked out the window. Erik's horse was just standing there, staring at the sword he'd been carrying. "If that horse is so smart," he muttered to himself, "then why doesn't it just lead itself to the stables?" He stood up, sighing. "Well, I guess I'll have to get him myself, and hope I can stay in one piece in the process!"

[Sakwa]

*Erik shrugged* There is really no where for me to go, other then wonder from place to place

[*Musical~Soul*]

"Well," answered Christine, "like I said, you can stay here as long as you want." She almost laughed at the thought of what Raoul would say if he'd heard that.

Raoul went outside and walked, very carefully, toward Cesar.

[Sakwa]

*Erik smiled.* I guess the Vimcote wouldn't approve *he said softly*

*Cesar snorted, watching Raoul but not pinning his ears back*

[*Musical~Soul*]

Christine sighed. "No, I guess not." she said softly, "But still, I say you can stay, and Raoul will just have to deal with it. I'll reason with him when the time comes."

Raoul slowly bent down to pick up the rapier, watching Cesar and making sure the horse could see everything he was doing.

[Sakwa]

*Cesar still didn't move to nibble Raouls ears. He was obeying Eriks instructions not to create havoc for who ever came to deal with him.*

*Erik smiled slightly* If he'll see reason.

[*Musical~Soul*]

Raoul slowly stood back up. "I, uh, er, follow me to the s-stables." he stammered, feeling quite silly talking to a horse.

"He should," said Christine, trying not to sound stuck up, "He'll listen to me, if he wants my approval of him."

[Sakwa]

*Cesar gave a snort that sound suspiciously like a laugh but nodded his head, showing 'yes he would follow Raoul to the stables'*

[*Musical~Soul*]

Raoul gave Cesar a look that asked, "Are you laughing at me?" but he said nothing, just sighed and began walking to the stables.

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