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Post by Magda on Jun 1, 2009 20:40:33 GMT -5
"Look, I- oh, shit, here comes the lady of the house."
Der Tod faded from view just as Magda entered the room.
"Oh good, hyou're avake."
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Post by Alfred on Jun 1, 2009 20:45:17 GMT -5
"No, don't leave me here you bastard!" Alfred growled before even noticing Magda.
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Post by Magda on Jun 1, 2009 20:46:35 GMT -5
Magda looked up from the tray of food she had just set down on the bed.
"Are you all right?"
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Post by Alfred on Jun 1, 2009 20:48:31 GMT -5
"No, I'm still... not quite alive! And my head hurts and I'm making it worse by shouting!" Alfred decided shutting up would be best now.
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Post by Magda on Jun 1, 2009 20:50:06 GMT -5
"I'm sorry about kidnapping you, Alfred, but hreally, it's for your own good. We tend to go srough dese phases; you'll be feeling better soon enough."
She leaned toward him and felt his forehead, her bosom moving toward his face in the familiar old way all over again.
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Post by Alfred on Jun 1, 2009 20:53:07 GMT -5
"Magda... boobs... face..." Alfred choked out. He wanted to die... but suffocation wouldn't work anymore.
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Post by Magda on Jun 1, 2009 20:53:53 GMT -5
"Oh!"
She pulled away from him, laughing a little.
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Post by Alfred on Jun 1, 2009 20:57:52 GMT -5
"Thanks... now, how'bout getting me a drink? Wine, vodka, beer, whisky... whatever you've got is fine," he tried.
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Post by Magda on Jun 1, 2009 20:59:29 GMT -5
"I think tea is more appropriate in this case," she said firmly. "Or coffee, if you'd prefer."
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Post by Alfred on Jun 1, 2009 21:01:17 GMT -5
"No... I'd very much prefer something stronger. I think I'm entitled to it, seeing how you beat me half to death." Quite literally.
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Post by Magda on Jun 1, 2009 21:02:41 GMT -5
"Alfred, I've come to realize that most of us are suicidal at one point or another. It's simply part of being a vampire. It'll pass."
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Post by Alfred on Jun 1, 2009 21:06:14 GMT -5
"I've been in Hell ever since I left that cursed castle, you should just have let me die... and now please get me a goddamn drink!" Alfred growled, niceties melting away as visions from that night became more prominent thanks to Magda's presence.
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Post by Magda on Jun 1, 2009 21:08:22 GMT -5
"I'll get you some cider," she relented.
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Post by Alfred on Jun 1, 2009 21:10:20 GMT -5
It wasn't much, but for now Alfred would take whatever he could get. He nodded.
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Post by Magda on Jun 1, 2009 21:13:09 GMT -5
Magda reentered a few minutes later with a cup of spiced cider.
"Ve don't have much in se way of alcohol anyvay. Sivaroose knows he's badly disposed to it..."
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