erik / phantom of the opera / modern au i guess

[masquer]

I beg you, don't waste my time.

I'm refraining from going the cliché route and informing you of how much of a terrible idea this is, as I'm sure you know this already. Why you or anyone would want anything to do with me is still utterly mystifying.

Now. Let me alone or, if you must stay, at the very least stop talking for ten minutes and allow me some peace with my music.

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[diana_abel]

You're looking for good manners from the decidedly rudest race in the history of forever.

Don't try.

[masquer]

Oh, joy.

I suppose I'm stuck, then, no?

[diana_abel]

Pretty much.

Sorry about that, dude.

But hey. You like music. I like music. At least you're in good company?

[masquer]

That's yet to be determined.

[diana_abel]

Playing hard to get? Well, I invented that.

[masquer]

...no.

[diana_abel]

Oh.

[She seems moderately disappointed.]

[masquer]

Oh?

[diana_abel]

Guess I just figured you were.

Most guys are.

[whitespirit]

Why would you say such a thing? I'm sure you have many positive qualities.

[masquer]

Ha. Ha ha.

[whitespirit]

Are you mocking me?

[masquer]

Yes.

[whitespirit]

Then perhaps I was mistaken in my earlier assessment.

[masquer]

There's no "perhaps" in this equation.

[whitespirit]

You are a strange man.

[masquer]

Yes.

[daroga]

I have often asked myself the same question.

[masquer]

Daroga.

I would say it's a pleasure to see you, but, well...

[daroga]

I understand.

It would rather tarnish your image, if anyone began to think you had any fellow feeling.

[masquer]

Still as irritating as ever. How disappointing.

[daroga]

Still as arrogant as ever. I expected no less.

[masquer]

I daresay that's the largest compliment you've given me since we met.

[daroga]

Then you have a very poor memory, Erik.

[masquer]

Don't give me that look.