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Post by Beatrice on Aug 9, 2007 23:28:42 GMT -5
*She paled.*
"I... nothing. I didn't mean that."
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Post by Sunflower Brooks on Aug 10, 2007 0:15:34 GMT -5
Sunflower looked to the girl concerned "If you've done something bad, it's okay you know?" Sunflower reached over and held the girls hand "We've all done somethin' bad, everyone one of us, but we all get forgiven, trust me on that."
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Post by Beatrice on Aug 10, 2007 11:24:01 GMT -5
*She looked into the other girl's face appreciatively.* "Thank you, but... I'm not so sure. Some people have done worse than others. I don't know if I can ever be forgiven for what I've done." *She wasn't sure if she was talking about Toby or the world in general.*
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Post by Sunflower Brooks on Aug 10, 2007 13:21:45 GMT -5
((Imagine her accent as a less thick Eliza Dolittle, also she's based off my friend Sunshine from England who has a story for everything.))
"Mum always forgave Papa each time he got drunk and hit her, everytime she'd forgive him and pray for him at night. One day Papa simply stopped drinkin' no one said nuffin' about it, he stopped hittin Mum, and never touched the poison again" she looked at the girl
"With enough forgivin' anyone can change. I don't know what you did, but it'll be all right, no matter what, my brother done killed a man in cold blood, but we forgave him, he got better and now is workin at the parlament as a assistant!" Sunflower exclaimed.
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Post by Renn on Aug 10, 2007 13:26:54 GMT -5
((Okay, fair enough. Given Beatrice's upbringing and former employment, she probably should have a cockney accent, though that's not how I imagined her. *shrug* Whacha gonna do, eh?))
**AS BEATRICE**
*She smiled a little.* "But what if someone you care about won't forgive you?"
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Post by Sunflower Brooks on Aug 10, 2007 13:35:35 GMT -5
((Cool cool Also she's one of those girls that can look your straight in the eye and know what you've done. She's always been like that through all of her plots, hehe.)) "Then they aren't worth carin bout" she frowned "If they can't love you for you, then they don't deserve you!" she squeezed the girls hand "If you done what I think you done--" Sunflower looked the girl straight in the eyes "they are probably just scared." Beatrice looked slightly afraid for a second. "It's okay, to tell me, I won't pass no judgement, if you don't wanna tell me then don't, but I can tell by your eyes, that you is troubled beyond a normal mistake."
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Post by Renn on Aug 10, 2007 13:42:51 GMT -5
((Hehe! I think I'd like her, then. )) **BEATRICE** "No, I don't deserve him... But you're right. He is scared; he told me himself." *She sighed sadly.* "I don't know why, but I trust you." *She told Sunflower about the things she'd done; how she'd killed people before even realizing what she was doing.* "I don't even know how many, anymore," *she whispered, close to tears.*
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Post by Sunflower Brooks on Aug 10, 2007 13:50:11 GMT -5
((Yay! Sunflower also loves torturing Snape as well, come to think of it half of my characters do that))
Sunflower sat next to her and held Beatrice's head to her chest, she wouldn't admit it, she was a little scared, but she knew the girl was in pain, and did not think anything other than that. "It'll be all right, I won't suggest therapy, it never helped nobody I knew" she rubbed the girls hair.
"If you got money--" she began "You could get help, at least temporarily, from my employer, you see that's what he does, other than bein a teacher as well as an insufferable git, he grants wishes I guess you could say." She looked down at the girl "He could help you, but if you don't have the money then I'm here for you, I like you Beatrice, you're a good soul, I can feel it in my bones."
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Post by Beatrice on Aug 10, 2007 13:56:30 GMT -5
*She nodded.* "I tried that, once, though the doctors were cruel and evil. I think they were worse than I, though lately, I've been able to control it. Just a tiny bit, but I have."
*She sat up a bit straighter, regaining a bit of her calm.* "How could he help me? Some sort of magic?" *She did receive a small payment from her work at the inn, maybe this could amount to something.*
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Post by Sunflower Brooks on Aug 10, 2007 14:01:57 GMT -5
((gotta go to work for a little bit, be back around 1/1:30 or what time would that be there, you're in NC so that's three hours *thinks* about 4/4:30 haha.))
"Yes he's a wizard, now he's not a nice man like I said before, but I think that he could help you. He's very powerful from what I've heard from the people in this magic market called uhh, Diagon Alley, normally they wouldn't let muggles, us non magic folk, in there, but I had special permission from him and--" Sunflower was rambling.
"Snape is a master at the magic of the mind, he might be able to use his magic to fix whatever's going on in that noggin" she knocked Beatrice's head a little bit.
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Post by Beatrice on Aug 10, 2007 14:08:57 GMT -5
((Okay, cool. It's VA, actually, but close enough. )) *Her eyes widened at the mention of magic. How could it possibly be real? First vampires fraternizing with humans, now this? It sounded too good to be true. Could she really believe what she heard?* "Perhaps, maybe it could work! Could you introduce me? I have money."
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Post by Sunflower Brooks on Aug 10, 2007 17:42:54 GMT -5
"Of course, now he hates me a little, but he loves money, so that overrides his distaste for me." Beatrice raised her eyebrow "He dosen't hate me per se, he hates my name, thinks its too... happy" she giggled and stood up. "He said he wasn't going to be in the office today, but I know he's there anyway, he's a workaholic."
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Post by Beatrice on Aug 10, 2007 17:47:03 GMT -5
"Could you show me, please?" *She asked, hope in her eyes for the first time in ages.*
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Post by Sunflower Brooks on Aug 10, 2007 17:54:28 GMT -5
"Of course!" Sunflower reached out and helped Beatrice up "Now it's in the cellars of the Opera House, are you all right with that?"
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Post by Beatrice on Aug 10, 2007 17:57:16 GMT -5
*Her face clouded as she remembered what had happened last time she was in the cellars. She and Toby had just escaped the asylum, and he'd told her that he was leaving, because she was mad. And... and she'd almost killed him. She nodded, nevertheless.*
"That's... that fine. I'll go."
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