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Post by Magda on Jun 25, 2007 15:13:41 GMT -5
Magda spent the next several days shaking on a cot in the back room of Todd's shop. The pain from her burns was almost unbearable, relieved only by the bodies Todd brought for her to drain.
Though she had no reflection in the mirror, she knew her looks must have been returning. She could see her skin smoothing out and unpuckering day by day, could feel her hair growing back on the left side of her scalp.
"Mr Todd?" she asked one day, when business was slow. "Am I beautiful again?"
She was not completely, but the difference was huge. At the moment, the biggest flaw was that one side of her hair was still nearly to her waist and the other was quite short, curling gently about her ear.
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Post by Sweeney Todd on Jul 5, 2007 16:44:24 GMT -5
He smiled kindly. "Yes. You're very lucky—a human would not be able to heal from that sort of wound at all."
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Post by Magda on Jul 6, 2007 18:04:01 GMT -5
"Are you certain? Oh, sometimes I can't stand living without a reflection!"
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Post by Sweeney Todd on Jul 6, 2007 18:05:04 GMT -5
He laughed. "I'm quite certain. How are you feeling? Any better?"
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Post by Magda on Jul 6, 2007 18:15:31 GMT -5
"Stiff. Tired. HUNGRY," she moaned.
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Post by George W. Bush on Jul 6, 2007 18:17:32 GMT -5
**SWEENEY**
"Well, unfortunately, it's been a rather slow day—" As if on cue, the little bell attatched to the front door tinkled and a very filthy, obese man walked in. "Excuse me a moment, Magda," he whispered before going to greet his customer.
A minute later, Sweeney dragged his body to Magda. "Here you are," he said, smiling.
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Post by Magda on Jul 6, 2007 18:24:24 GMT -5
((*hums God That's Good*))
"Quite a system we have here," Magda said with a grin before tucking into her latest meal.
After she finished, Magda wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
"You know," she commented, "for a mortal, you don't seem to give a damn about anybody. Most of your kind would have staked me the moment they knew what I was."
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Post by George W. Bush on Jul 6, 2007 18:27:26 GMT -5
**SWEENEY**
Sweeney shrugged. "What do I owe the rest of the human race? Except for my daughter, I've no reason to care about them. In fact, I hate them."
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Post by Magda on Jul 6, 2007 18:33:25 GMT -5
Magda looked at him curiously.
"Why?"
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Post by George W. Bush on Jul 6, 2007 18:34:45 GMT -5
**SWEENEY**
Sweeney heaved a deep sigh and told his story.
"Fortunately," he said at the end, "I've found Johanna. At least I have that comfort."
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Post by Magda on Jul 6, 2007 18:40:30 GMT -5
Magda nodded.
"Oh, I can relate..."
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Post by George W. Bush on Jul 6, 2007 18:41:03 GMT -5
**SWEENEY**
He cocked an eyebrow. "How so?"
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Post by Magda on Jul 6, 2007 18:54:03 GMT -5
"When I was alive... I was an orphan, and when I was twelve, I went to work in an inn, and all day long the landlord would pretend to be so nice to me. By the time I was a woman, he was always trying to seduce me, even as he locked his own daughter up so that a man could never get to her. It went on for years. Eventually, his daughter ran away, and he went out to find her. They found him the next day, drained of blood and covered in bite marks. That night... he bit me.
"After that, I briefly found him attractive somehow, and he and I shared a coffin, if you know what I mean. But after a while it was the same thing- he still wanted me to cook and clean and be his good obediant little maid while he screwed me any time he wanted. So I understand your wife's situation. If he hadn't turned me, I might have ended up like her."
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Post by George W. Bush on Jul 6, 2007 19:05:32 GMT -5
**SWEENEY**
He pitied the young woman in front of him. "How dreadful," he said softly. He grinned cynically. "Do you think he and Turpin are related?" he joked.
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Post by Magda on Jul 7, 2007 17:25:31 GMT -5
'They'd both deny it," Magda said darkly.
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