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Belle (loves_abeast) wrote in expresslogs,

Belle nodded,
"Yes, I...I've seen that most things I would take for history seem to be called fantasy in other realms." A small shrug, "I suppose it's not all that surprising, considering the nature of this place."

She raised an eyebrow. "I had heard people speak of...the trickery it played, before, but this is the first I've truly experienced. Is it all so malevolent?"

A little laugh escaped her mouth when Christine held out the phone. "Yes, that was something new for myself as well. And these," she stretched out a leg to gesture to her trousers. "Papa would have been furious to see me in clothing like this. I'm not sure why, really. It's much easier to walk, and not so easy to be exposed by rowdy young men." She wrinkled her nose a little at the last, remembering some of Gaston's pranks from their youth.

One word of Christine's caught her attention. "The stage? You're an actress?" The word was said with some admiration; not the scorn it would have been had it come from her father or Gaston. After all, if Christine had an occupation, it seemed to follow she had some degree of control over her own fate.