Shock
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Post by Shock on Jan 3, 2008 22:52:56 GMT -8
"I assumed from the way you two were talking that Sweeney wanted to talk to you. Don't mind me, I'm just a random demon barber fanatic," SN said with a smile before going into the shop itself. It was so much drearier in person, but she liked it. She struggled not to glomp Sweeney, only because he had an open razor in his hand. He put it away as she walked in though. She skipped in and stopped near that little table thingy that he put his stuff on. Toby was quickly running low on pies, though, and the crowd was growing restless. "Don't worry, ladies and gentlemen! There're more comin'!" he called in his loud, sales-person voice. That seemed to calm the raging crowds.
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Barrel
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Post by Barrel on Jan 3, 2008 23:00:26 GMT -8
"Sooo... Why did you want me to come up here?" Freddy wanted to know. Just looking around this place creeped him out. Seriously. Didn't the barber or the baker know about something called "color"? "Oh, yeah. You said to come up here so our talk can be a little more private." He relaxed a little about that, but couldn't help but glance around nervously. He couldn't help but feel like something bad was going to happen. Lovett smiled at Toby, then walked down the stairs to the bakehouse to take out the Wonka-pies. She did so, then put yet another batch of pies into the oven, made sure the door was closed securely, then walked back up, carrying a tray of pies. She was sick of going up and down those stairs all day, day after day. But what could she do? Customers demanded pies, it was good business, they earned money... surely that was much more important than her weariness.
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Post by Shock on Jan 3, 2008 23:11:08 GMT -8
Sweeney smiled what would be a warm smile at Freddy, were it not for the fact that it was more of a smirk. "Sit sir, sit!" he invited, gesturing to the chair. "Then you can ask me those questions you were talkin' 'bout." SN leaned against a wall, folding her arms tightly across her chest to keep herself from glomping anyone. Mainly Sweeney, of course. Johanna wandered over to the shop, large deer eyes scanning the crowd for anyone she knew. She fought her way over to the wall(or more like was pinballed over), and stayed there with her back pressed against it. She was hiding, making sure that blasted Judge wouldn't find her. And where better to hide a tree than in a forest? ((Sorry for the lame metaphore.)) Toby took the pies from Lovett. "Why don't you take a break, mum? I'll tell them we're sold out, if you like." He didn't want her to over-exhert herself. He glanced at Johanna, who looked very nervous and out of place, before handing out the pies Lovett had brought up.
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Barrel
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Post by Barrel on Jan 3, 2008 23:21:27 GMT -8
Freddy hesitated, then cautiously climbed onto the chair. Instead of sitting normally, however, he sat, hugging his knees to his chest and peering at Sweeney with wide, frightened eyes. He was also visibly trembling. The barber scared him, and he didn't even know why. "S-s-so. Wh-why did you come back to London if-if-if-if you th-think it's full of v-v-vermin?" He couldn't keep his voice from shaking. "No, it's okay, love. You can do that after I finish this batch," Lovett told Toby, sinking down onto the stairs leading down to the bakehouse. She felt like she was getting too old for this, which kind of creeped her out. Here she was, a woman who was in her mid-thirties at most, feeling much older than she was. It had been a long time since she'd had this many customers, also, and she had to get used to going up and down those stairs nonstop, along with the heat from the oven and the disposing of bodies.
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Post by Shock on Jan 3, 2008 23:32:27 GMT -8
"So I could open up my barber shop of course. All I want is revenge on the Judge for ripping my family apart," Sweeney didn't mention he also seemed to want revenge on the whole human race. "Relaxe sir, make yourself comfortable." SN was now keeping her arms crossed so she wouldn't blurt out what Sweeney was obviously planning. The only reason she didn't was that Sweeney kept casting a fierce glare at her, warning her to stay quiet and keep still. Johanna fought her way over to where Toby was, or close to there, as close as she could get. But Toby was busy, and he fought her way back to the wall, finding herself near the staircase that led down to the oven room. She wondered where it led. But she didn't go down for fear of getting in trouble for her incompitence. But, fear of being spotted got the better of her, and she slipped down the stairs, slipping into the oven room to hide. "Kay, mum," Toby agreed, concentrating on the crowd so they wouldn't try to steal anything.
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Post by Barrel on Jan 3, 2008 23:44:26 GMT -8
Freddy hesitated and glanced towards SN. She usually told him when he was doing something stupid. But it didn't look like she was going to tell him not to listen to Sweeney, so he slowly shifted positions so he was sitting normally, hands tightly clasped together. "Wait... barber?" He was one of those guys who simply didn't have much facial hair, if at all. He pulled his hands apart long enough to feel his jawline- nope, still no facial hair- but then clasped them together again. Sweeney seemed to know what he was doing. So Freddy would trust him. "Oh, a-are you the barber in that one song? Th-the one with the wife?" He was calming down a little. And he wasn't that bright, which was obvious because he A) actually asked that question and B) trusted Sweeney. Lovett dozed off a little as she just sat there, but woke up with a start. She had to take the pies out of the oven before they burned! So she wearily got to her feet, nearly falling over before she caught her balance, and made her way down the stairs. She could be heard muttering "I'm gettin' too old for this..." as she descended the stairs to the bakehouse for what seemed to be the thousandth time that day.
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Post by Shock on Jan 3, 2008 23:53:56 GMT -8
"Of course he is, how many other barbers are in Sweeney Todd with wives?" SN snapped, only to be silenced by a glare from her fandom, which frightened her and made her feel like she was going to melt at the same time. Strange girl. "Yes, that would be me, sir," he said with a smirk, acting as though he were doing Freddy a favor, letting him sit there. Just a little longer...make him comfortable... Just a little longer my friends, and you'll get a few more rubies for your treasures, he thought. Johanna stared at the door as she heard footsteps approaching, her heart pounding. She had to hide! But everything around her looked dangerous, she didn't dare go near it for fear of hurting herself. So she stood there, like a deer in the headlights. (With eyes to match, as Usagi constantly says.) "Just a moment, please! We have another batch baking right now!" Toby quieted the crowd with his loud voice, not quite commanding, but firm enough to get them to stop howling for more.
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Post by Barrel on Jan 4, 2008 0:02:58 GMT -8
Freddy flinched at SN's tone of voice, biting his lip and shooting her a sad look. But then he quickly forced the look from his face. "Ohhhh. Okay. 'Cause I asked Lloyd, and he wouldn't tell me 'cause he told me to ask you 'cause you're Mr. Todd." He was trying to get his heart to stop pounding. This was silly, he told himself. Freaking out just because the name of the musical says he's a DEMON barber. "Um... I-I gotta go, Lloyd's gonna freak if I'm late again," he then announced, checking his watch and getting out of the chair. Lovett strode into the bakehouse, walking past Johanna without noticing her as she opened the oven and pulled out more meat pies, piling them on a tray and balancing the tray on her hip as she shut the oven door with her free hand. She walked back to the door, then paused. She turned to glance at Johanna. The girl looked familiar. Where did she see the blonde before? She looked almost like... No, it couldn't be. "Stay right there, I'll be back in a moment," Lovett snapped grumpily as she carried the pies up the stairs and passed them off to Toby. She couldn't have people hanging around the bakehouse! Especially not when there were customers up in Sweeney's chair, just waiting to be killed.
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Post by Shock on Jan 4, 2008 20:14:57 GMT -8
((Sorry, Johanna, we have to start the war somehow. And your death is the easiest way. > )) SN supressed a cry for him to run as Sweeney lept forward and grabbed Freddy by the shoulders and holding his razor to the man's throat. "Don't be silly, you're not goin' anywhere," the demon barber hissed. SN stayed trembling against the wall. She could run... But then Sweeney'd just hunt her down because she knew too much. Johanna, always shy and recessive, did as she was told, thinking of what her next move would be. Hmmm... She would simply tell her name and ask to hide there for a while. At least untill she could contact Anthony and tell him were she was, so they could run, get out of town. She wasn't going back to that hellhole she'd lived in for fifteen years!
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Post by Barrel on Jan 4, 2008 22:59:44 GMT -8
Freddy froze, eyes growing wide. He whimpered a little as he felt the cold metal at his throat and the warmth of blood beginning to trickle from his nose. "Wh-what are you doing?" he asked nervously, his voice a little higher-pitched than normal. He shot a panicked glance at SN. Why hadn't she told him he was making a mistake, or that the barber would scare him like this? He was actually a little hurt. He had trusted her to tell him when he was doing something he shouldn't- she was smarter than he was, he knew that. But then again, many people were smarter than he was. Once she passed the pies to Toby, Lovett turned right back around and went down the stairs, back into the bakehouse. "So. Wot are you doin' in 'ere?" she asked Johanna, a little grumpily. She crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow, waiting for an answer.
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Post by Shock on Jan 4, 2008 23:20:39 GMT -8
"Leave him alone!" SN squeeked, but was quickly silenced by a glare from Sweeney. I mean, talk about if looks could kill! Okay, wrong analogy. SN whimpered and pressed herself against the wall again, trembling. Sweeney was SOOO much scarier in person than on the bigscreen. And she'd never really been brave. Not at all. Not in the least. "Please, ma'am, my name's Johanna. I just escaped from where I was being held against my will and I need someplace to hide. I wonder if I might be able to hide here for a bit, at least untill I can find someplace else," Johanna's tone was pleading, and she jumped at every little sound, as though expecting that damn judge to pop out of nowhere and force her back into the prison she'd been forced to live in for as long as she could remember.
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Post by Barrel on Jan 4, 2008 23:34:36 GMT -8
Freddy had a sudden thought. "Wh-why do they call you a d-d-demon barber?" he asked nervously, not moving a muscle. Besides his mouth of course. It would be hard for him to talk otherwise. He wasn't a ventriloquist! He decided that if Sweeney didn't want him to leave, then he wouldn't. He didn't want to die and have Lloyd try to kill his body, after all. However, he couldn't help but giggle a little at that thought. Lloyd trying to kill someone who was already dead, cursing as loudly as he could and screaming nonsense. Funny. "S-sweet Nightmare? Could you maybe t-tell Lloyd what's going on and why I-I'm not at rehearsals?" he asked with a whimper. Lovett's eyes widened a little. Johanna? She couldn't be HIS daughter... She shot a nervous glance up at the trapdoor, making a mental note to scrub the blood from it, then looked back at Johanna. If the girl went around, snooping... No, she couldn't have that. The girl was becoming a threat, and she had to do what she did to everyone who began to pose a threat: kill. Lovett slowly walked towards the oven, and snatched up her knife, then calmly walked back to the door to block the exit so Johanna couldn't escape. She finally whirled around to point the knife at Johanna.
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Post by Shock on Jan 4, 2008 23:46:32 GMT -8
"If I live past the next five minutes? Sure," she muttered, looking for a weapon to defend herself with. And possibly Freddy. Her eyes landed on the box Sweeney kept is razors in. The box that still had some in it. Damn it, let someone walk away alive besides Sweeney, she thought before snatching up the razor and attacking. Sweeney whirled on her like a tiger let out of its cage. She barely blocked an attack to her face with the razor she had stolen, and backed away. She shot a look at Freddy that said 'run!' But that one glance away was a mistake. She completely froze as she felt cold at her throat, then ripping pain across it. She collapsed on the floor, shaking slightly as the blood poured from her wound. She dropped the shiney silver razor, which Sweeney returned to its box. Johanna's impossibly huge eyes somehow widened as she stared at the knife. "Wh-what are you doing?" she asked fearfully. She took a nervous step back, eyes flickering around the room for a way out. If you looked closely at her hands, you could see she was shaking.
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Post by Barrel on Jan 5, 2008 0:00:51 GMT -8
Freddy stared, eyes wide and hands pinching his extremely bloody nose shut to try to stop the bleeding. He was visibly trembling, and much paler than he had been before, trying not to pass out from the sight of the blood. "Y-you killed her..." he whimpered, obviously shocked. "You shouldn't be down 'ere, love," Lovett snarled, eyes wild as she advanced on Johanna, basically looking like the madwoman she was. Her knife, clutched so tightly her knuckles were white, was aimed directly at the girl's chest. "You shouldn't be snoopin' 'round, you might see things that you wish you 'adn't."
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Post by Shock on Jan 5, 2008 0:20:32 GMT -8
SN's heart was slowing, she took ragged gasps in desparation as she tried to breathe. Sweeney's blade had not cut deep enough to kill her quickly. Blood continued pouring from her throat and pooling around her. How ironic that she was wearing her Sweeney Todd shirt she'd gotten from Hot Topic. Her eyes stayed wide as she tried to keep herself alive, though every breath burned on the way down. Sweeney shrugged. "Technically, she's not dead yet, but yes, I killed her," the barber said offhandedly. Johanna was trembling viciously by now. Glancing up, she noticed something dripping from the celeing. It looked thicker than water... She let out a small gasp as she realized it was blood. And there was far too much dripping for it to have been mere accident. "W-what's going on?" she whimpered, hardly able to get the words out.
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