{Fifty-Four ~ Anyone Seen My Angel?} {Audio//French}

[chorusangel]

Wh-where am I? Madame Giry? Meg? Angel? Where are you?

[She pauses and sniffles a little, frightened and upset but not yet quite ready to start sobbing.]

Please... where am I? I need to go back to the Opera Populaire, or I'll be in trouble!

Help me, Angel.

...I wish Papa was here.

[A longer pause, and when Christine speaks again, she sounds a little

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[Voice: French]

[weaponxi]

Opera Populaire?

....

You are on a ship, I am sorry child.

*She goes to let out a soft chuckle.*

Yes, you can keep it.

[Voice: French]

[chorusangel]

Yes, the Paris Opera House. I'll be in such trouble with Madame if I'm late for practice!

[Paauuuse as Chrissie goes and peers out the window to make sure--]

A ship? But how did that happen? I didn't get on a ship! I don't remember getting on one, anyway? Have I been kidnapped?

[She doesn't sound particularly scared, just worried. At least she can keep the pretty necklace.]

[Voice: French]

[weaponxi]

My Papa enjoys a good opera. Hopefully you won't be in trouble with Madame then.

*A soft sigh can be heard before she goes to speak again.*

It depends on who you ask. Some say that yes, you have been kidnapped while others would say that you were chosen.

You hungry, child?

[Voice: French]

[chorusangel]

My papa liked opera too! He liked all sorts of music.

[Then her tone become fearful.]

Chosen? By who?

If I'm so far away from home, will the Angel still be able to find me?

[She couldn't bear it if she never heard the voice of her Angel again! After papa sent him to her... no, it's unthinkable!]

I want to go home. And I'm not really hungry, Mademoiselle.

[text]

[shipshapeshipco]

Ah, finally! Another who realizes the clear angelic influence on our current situation.

I had no idea that they acted en masse like this.

[Samuel caught a few familiar French words, but doesn't speak it fluently.]

[text]

[chorusangel]

[It takes a little while for Christine to reply, as she needs to work out how to make a written message. She figures there has to be a reason he didn't just talk to her, so it only seems right to write back rather than speak.]

Angelic influence? Do you mean that angels brought us here?

Oh! Maybe it was the Angel of Music! He must have brought me here! But why isn't he talking to me? Do you think I did something wrong?

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[shipshapeshipco]

Very possibly. It seems to me very possible that we do not share one angel, especially when considering the way you refer to it as a 'him'. Mine clearly did not fit this description.

As far and wide as I can perceive this is more of a life-lesson than a punishment. Do try to enjoy it!

[text]

[chorusangel]

So everyone was brought here by an angel! That makes such good sense. Who is your angel, then?

And I will enjoy it much more now that I know it was the Angel's doing!

[Audio//Spell-Switched to French]

[faeriexprincess]

[Oh no...]

...Christine?

[Audio//French]

[chorusangel]

Hello!

...Do I know you?

[Audio//Spell-Switched to French]

[faeriexprincess]

Um, y-yes... I'm Amaria.

You don't remember?

[Audio//French]

[chorusangel]

No, I don't. I'm sorry! Do you live in the ballet dorms too?