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Post by The Emcee on Apr 7, 2008 21:35:20 GMT -5
"No, no, no" he looked at his hand, he wanted to grab her and hold her and tell her he was sorry a million times over, but he couldn't, he couldn't move. "I'm a monster" he whispered.
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Apr 8, 2008 16:50:08 GMT -5
"So you've told me", *she whispered, remembering the night after Toby.* "I guess you've finally made your point."
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Post by The Emcee on Apr 8, 2008 22:28:35 GMT -5
"No! NO THAT'S NOT..." he didn't have anything to say, he couldn't believe what he had done, not to his Mira, not to her.
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Apr 9, 2008 15:57:26 GMT -5
*She turned from him to the mirror, and fixed her now smudged makeup*
"We're on soon. A goodbye performance, if you will."
*She turned back*
"I hadn't meant to be heartless, but you've just made it very easy to be."
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Post by The Emcee on Apr 11, 2008 17:40:47 GMT -5
The tears continued to flow down his face, he didn't say anything, nothing could fix what he did, he turned from her and opened the door "I 'ope 'e treats youf ze vay you deserve" and slammed it behind him.
**LATER ON STAGE**
He hadn't tried to fix his makeup any better than it had looked when he smeared it, but it was just enough that it didn't look like Scheien.
"Vat do you theenk about zat hrm?" He waved his hands in the air as the last act went off stage "I joosts vant to take zem all home" he winked "Now for your veiwings pleasure, in her last performance here at ze Kit Kat Club, in a duet, with" he hiked up his pants "me, I give you MEERA!" The lights dimmed and the music started.
"So long ago, And oh, so far away! I can't remember what we Used to be. The mists of time Have made it hard to see, But I loved her, And she made love for me! A strange arrangement? We managed okay. The punters came and went- And when they came, they went. I took my cut, And the remainder paid the rent. It was perfection for my baby and me When she had company, I'd make them tea. It was the sweetest place there's ever been- Our little knocking-shop in Bethnal Green. "
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Apr 11, 2008 17:43:47 GMT -5
*Mira danced with him, and though she hated herself for it, the feel of his arms still sent a shiver down her spine.*
"So far away, And oh, so long ago! Perhaps those days have faded- Hard to tell. And no-one there Would dare to cross Macheath When I complained, You punched me in the teeth! Yes, you were brutal. Perhaps it was Hell. There was his gambling and all the bills to pay, So I talked dirty over thirty times a day While I faked passion 'til it made me sore, He'd take the cash and make me work for more I never knew that you could be so mean As in that knocking-shop in Bethnal Green... "
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Post by The Emcee on Apr 11, 2008 17:54:16 GMT -5
The Emcee tried to smile, tried to fake it, but it hurt so much to be there, when all he wanted to do was to hold her.
[BOTH]
Since that fine day, So many have gone by
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Apr 12, 2008 21:22:35 GMT -5
*She still wanted him. He had hit her, he was a Nazi and a rapist, she loved her fiance, and she wanted the Emcee.*
"We have our share of wrinkles, You and I..."
*Was this why Jenny had stayed with Macheath?*
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Post by The Emcee on Apr 12, 2008 21:35:05 GMT -5
He spun her softly and looked deeply in to her eyes.
"When you were mine, The world was full of song..."
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Apr 12, 2008 21:37:29 GMT -5
*Fritzi's words stayed in her head. "You'll be back..."*
"Perhaps it was fine Til everything went wrong We had the baby But it didn't last long When I fell pregnant, it was festive for a day-"
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Post by The Emcee on Apr 14, 2008 18:46:44 GMT -5
"But then we thought it best to wash it all away"
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Apr 14, 2008 19:05:34 GMT -5
*She would not let herself shed a tear*
"A drunken doctor showed us what to do"
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Post by The Emcee on Apr 14, 2008 19:10:10 GMT -5
The Emcee had all ready cried his tears for her, at least he thought, as one singular tear fell slowly down his face.
"We took the mess and put it down the loo"
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Apr 14, 2008 19:19:50 GMT -5
*Both voices joined, in something between sadness and anger*
"And for a while, a smile was rarely seen Around that knocking shop in Benthal Green!"
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Post by The Emcee on Apr 14, 2008 19:24:39 GMT -5
The applause from the audience was deafening as they bowed "SANK YOU! GIVE A HAND FOR ZE FINAL PERFORMANCE OOF MEERA! HAF VE GOT A SHOW FOR YOU! STICK AROUND!"
As the curtain fell he released her hand and turned her back to her "Get out oof mien club."
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