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Post by Lady Norrington on Nov 14, 2007 12:52:13 GMT -5
He isn't coming.
It had been nearly a year, and he hadn't even tried.
I thought he loved me.
Well, clearly men were all alike. They filled you with hope and then left you in the gutter.
But he said he loved me!
She pulled her knees under her chin and leaned against the wall, while all around her maniacs retched and moaned.
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Post by NPC on Nov 14, 2007 13:38:57 GMT -5
*There was the sound of feet outside, and then Megan's door opened to reveal none other than Fogg and two attendants.*
"Ah, my dear, the wigmaker is here, and he has asked for a very specific hair color. I was glad to say, yours is an excellent match."
*In his hand he held a pair of scissors*
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Post by Lady Norrington on Nov 14, 2007 13:39:26 GMT -5
"What?"
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Post by NPC on Nov 14, 2007 13:42:15 GMT -5
*Behind Fogg could be seen the wigmaker, who was trying to get a peek at Megan over his shoulder.*
"Looks about right."
*Fogg plastered on a smile that looked genuine, though it was false*
"Come, child. Smile for the gentleman and you shall have a sweetie."
*He turned to the wigmaker*
"Where shall I cut?"
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Post by Lady Norrington on Nov 14, 2007 13:43:04 GMT -5
"I don't want a sweetie..."
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Post by NPC on Nov 14, 2007 13:44:38 GMT -5
*Fogg's smile slipped a bit, though it stayed in place*
"Now now, dear girl, let's play nice, hmm? Just let me give you a nice new haircut..."
*The attendants hovered as Fogg slowly walked towards Megan*
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Post by Lady Norrington on Nov 14, 2007 13:47:17 GMT -5
"Don't you dare."
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Post by NPC on Nov 14, 2007 13:48:29 GMT -5
*He frowned at her as the attendants moved closer*
"Let's behave ourselves, all right? There's no need to be pouty. Just a few snips, and we'll be all done."
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Post by Lady Norrington on Nov 14, 2007 13:49:06 GMT -5
"I don't want you cutting my hair!"
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Post by NPC on Nov 14, 2007 13:52:25 GMT -5
*Fogg sighed*
"I see you leave me no choice."
*He nodded to the attendants, who both grabbed Megan and attempted to pin the struggling woman.*
"Stop flailing...I might cut you instead of your hair, my dear."
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Post by Lady Norrington on Nov 14, 2007 13:59:39 GMT -5
"Oh, you have really crossed a line here, pal- What are you-"
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Post by NPC on Nov 14, 2007 14:28:04 GMT -5
*Fogg glowered at the attendants*
"Hold her still."
"We're trying, sir."
*Heaving a long-suffering sigh, Fogg began to clip off Megan's hair, doing it in stages so that if she did struggle, he wouldn't accidentally stab her*
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Post by Lady Norrington on Nov 14, 2007 14:29:18 GMT -5
Megan let out a small, frightened squeak.
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Post by NPC on Nov 14, 2007 14:36:32 GMT -5
*Eventually, Fogg finished with Megan's hair and, with the help of the assitants, gathered up the severed locks and brought them to the wigmaker--never taking an eye off Megan the entire time*
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Post by Lady Norrington on Nov 14, 2007 14:37:42 GMT -5
Megan glared at him.
"You had no right-"
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