The Arabesque Machine

Kayleb: "I never said I did!"

Alison: I went back into silence. He yelled at me.

(He wasn't yelling.)

(she thinks he was)

(uh huh...)

(yep)

Alison: I pulled my kneese to my chest. I didnt know what to say.

Kayleb: I continued sitting.

Alison: "Ok then.." I said as I put my head on my kneese.

Kayleb: I tapped my feet a little.

Alison: I looked at him and went over to him and put my hands on his. "Thak you." I said our faces close.

Omg, I'm so sorry guys, especially you Jelsa, for leaving you hanging like that. I got really tied up with school, and now I'm in France for vacation... I've read the whole thing and I'mma jump back in with Nicolette and Armand.

Nicolette:
"Hello?" I called, stretching and leaving my room on the third floor of the opera. No one seemed to be here, which was odd because the entire corps lived in the opera house. "Hello?" Making my way downstairs, I pulled on my sweater then paused as a cold draft blew in from the west corridor. I carefully walked down the hall and came to an open door. Peeking in, I drew in a quick breath, then screamed. Lying on the floor, blood caking her neck, was the Director, Madame Jasmine Ducard.

@Kat: I think they already removed the body. I thought you disappeared, haha.

Kayleb: "Uh...sure..."

haha its ok kat

Alison: I looked into his eyes and kissed his forhead. "Really.. thank you."

Kayleb: I raised an eyebrow. "You're...welcome?"

Alison: I smiled and went to go sit back down my hands were leaving his

Kayleb: I stood up and paced a little.

Alison: "What are you thinking?" I asked quetly. My heart was racing.

Kayleb: "Dunno. Just sitting."

Alison: "Im sorry I kissed your forehead." I said blushing.

Kayleb: "It's okay."

(Ah, kay kay. I'll make it a... hmm... a large splot of blood... with a gear in it, so they can work on getting towards the Arabesque Machine)

Nicolette:
Covering my mouth, I almost turned away from the gruesome sight when something flashed and caught my eye. I squinted at the deep red puddle and knelt, plucking a gear from the mess. Grimacing, I cleaned it on my skirt and studied it. On the face was a small engraved skull. "This is too weird," I whispered, stumbling from the room with a hand on my stomach and wincing as my boots clunked loudly.

Alison: I sighed and walked past him. I felt humiliated. I fell for a cleaning guy.

Nicolette:
There had to be someone here, besides me. "Hello!" I called again, raising my voice until I was almost shouting. "Is anyone here? Hello!" Hmm, maybe there would be people down in the dormitories.

Kayleb: I thought I heard a voice and recognized it. "Nicolette? Is that you?" She was finally back, huh?

Alison walked to the door and looked out. "Nicolette! Oh my friend!" She said and ran to give her a hug