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Post by kate on Nov 3, 2007 17:17:06 GMT -5
*Elizabeth and amgda brought the streetwalker backstage, where the Countess proceeded to bind her arms to convenint wooden beams*
"Wake up, slave!"
*She kicked her in the stomach and the girl's eyes opened*
"Who-who are you?!"
"I'm your worst nightmare."
"You mean the one with the cabbage and the whirring knife?"
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Post by Magda on Nov 3, 2007 17:19:28 GMT -5
((You win.))
Magda glanced at Elizabeth with an entirely un-Magda-ish expression on her face.
"Er, what are you doing?"
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Post by kate on Nov 3, 2007 17:21:29 GMT -5
((I love that scene...))
*Elizabeth only smiled. She took out a knife and handed it to Magda*
"You can go first- but leave her alive."
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Post by Magda on Nov 3, 2007 17:23:11 GMT -5
Magda swallowed.
"Um."
She leaned toward the terrified woman, knife extended, but then had to stop.
"Um," Magda said again.
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Post by kate on Nov 3, 2007 17:25:05 GMT -5
*Elizabeth grinned*
"Coward.*
"She grabbed the knife back and leaned over the terrified girl*
"Lets have our fun, shall we?"
***FADE OUT INVOLVING INDESCRIBABLE TORTURE***
((I'd write it, but I'm still sick from researching it.))
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Post by Magda on Nov 3, 2007 17:31:31 GMT -5
Something very unusual had happened here.
Magda knew she was no longer the innocent little thing she'd once been, and that she had quite happily acquiesced in Sweeney's regular murders. But at least those deaths had been quick and...
She shuddered. There was blood all over the floor, and part of her badly wanted to lean forward and lap it up like an animal- her head was practically splitting from hunger, but... well, she knew why. She was an animal.
This other woman wasn't. Elizabeth was still human, which made her a lot worse.
Magda had sat in a corner and watched it all happen. The girl had looked at her and screamed for help until she couldn't anymore, and Magda had just watched.
She felt decidedly ill, and memories of being pinned on a dirty table and having her head forced back were coming back with alarming frequency and poignancy.
There wasn't much of the girl left. More like a pile of sticky build-your-own-teenaged-prostitute parts.
Magda shut her eyes and tried to avoid the sharp smell of the blood invading her senses.
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Post by kate on Nov 3, 2007 17:37:29 GMT -5
*Elizabeth slowly stepped away from the girl, running one finger across her bloodly body. She then daubed the blood upon her hand, rubbing it into her skin*
"She didn't have much in her. A pity- but I had to work fast anyway."
*Looking down at Magda crouched in a corner, she laughed*
"Some monster you are! Feeling sorry for the poor little tramp?"
*She kissed the quivering vampire on the cheek with a mocking smile*
"You can have her remains, since you can't even bring yourself to kill."
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Post by Magda on Nov 3, 2007 17:39:20 GMT -5
"I don't think I want to, thank you," said Magda, unable to look. A slashed throat was one thing. This was something else.
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Post by kate on Nov 3, 2007 17:41:36 GMT -5
"Such a waste. In my time, I could have put her blood to more use."
*She raised her brow, surveying the scene*
"But a place to take a bath is so hard to find."
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Post by Magda on Nov 3, 2007 17:43:42 GMT -5
"You bathe in it?" asked Magda, her practicality showing in spite of herself. "Seems wasteful- please move so I don't have to look at it..."
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Post by kate on Nov 3, 2007 19:40:58 GMT -5
*As she moved, Elizabeth got a good look from above at the part of Magda not covered by her dress. The view was rather pleasing*
"It keeps the skin young, my dear. Virgins and nobility are better, but I take what I can get."
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Post by Magda on Nov 3, 2007 19:42:42 GMT -5
"But that's like... bathing in milk..."
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Post by kate on Nov 3, 2007 19:44:34 GMT -5
"I wouldn't know. Still sick?"
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Post by Magda on Nov 3, 2007 19:50:27 GMT -5
"If all you needed was the blood... was all that necessary?"
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Post by kate on Nov 3, 2007 19:56:07 GMT -5
"The blood is an extra benefit."
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