Watching your eyes

as they invade my soul


"You got a name, brown eyes...?"

{Indie Lucy Harris from Frank Wildhorn's Jekyll & Hyde.}

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Anonymous inquired:

Do you think you'll ever get away from that Spider guy?

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     "…I… have to ‘old on to the hope that I will.”

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Anonymous inquired:

How can you be sure you know what love is?

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     "…well…doesn’t everyone?"

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Anonymous inquired:

Do you think Jekyll will marry his fiance?

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     "If he’s as smart a man as I think ‘e is, ‘e will. Oh, the way he looks when he talks about ‘er… I think they really do love each other…”

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Anonymous inquired:

What makes you think Hyde won't kill you?

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     "…nothing. How should I have any idea what’s going on in that man’s mind? It’s entirely…entirely possible that ‘e could. I simply pray that ‘e won’t. That whatever twisted affection ‘e has for me is true.”

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*logs on*

*sees things in inbox*

Why hello there where did you come from?

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#outofcorset #//getting to those.

memoryincommon:

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Despite the memory of that previous time, a slow smirk spread across Hyde’s face.  He wasn’t proud of the fact that he’d hurt Lucy; quite the contrary.  But she was right; it was a dangerous thing to frighten him.  He didn’t deal well with his own fear, when it popped up, especially when it appeared so suddenly.  

"I am a dangerous man," was all he said, as she was certain to know by now.  ”But provided you don’t startle me, I’ll be as gentle as a lamb,” he added with another smirk.

     "There’s nothing lamb-like about you, Edward…” She slowly murmured, ignoring his hand on her hip in order to roll onto her stomach, stretching until her back made quiet cracking noises.

     "Besides—" She turned to face him again, a more playful smile playing on her lips than the first time she’d spoken, "I get some amusement from seeing you panic. It’s not a sight I see much. You’re always calm and controlled. It’s nice t’think I might ‘ave an upper hand.”

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He smiled back at the young woman, a bit sheepish.  

"It was nothing but rubbish," he explained, wanting her to know that her appearance wasn’t the reason he’d crumpled up what he’d been working on.  

Even as Miss Harris sat down and showed him her wound, Dr. Jekyll was preparing to clean it once again.  

He’d seen it before, but still, he couldn’t help but wince at the angry injury in an otherwise flawless stretch of skin.  

"It’s looking a bit bitter, yes, but is it still hurting?" he asked.  That was the important thing.  If it was, he could give her something for the pain.  

     "I don’t think I’d call it pain. Some nights, when I’m on my back…” Of course, Jekyll knew that Lucy spent much of her time on her back, but she chose to ignore her own slip and continued with a soft, “But it’s been hurting much less.”

     She slowly relaxed in the seat, stretching slightly until she felt a ‘pop’ in her ankles, and very quickly pressed them back against the chair in hopes he hadn’t heard such an unladylike motion.

     "Doesn’t smell, either, any more." She finally piped up again, picking at her fingernails.

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#memoryincommon #;short #//lucy plz

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"Lucy, a delight I am sure in more ways than one," he grinned, teasing her just a bit before settling back in his seat with ease.

"Does your troubled mind have you up at this hour?"

     She exhaled a laugh, dropping her gaze to the floor a moment before shaking her head. She was used to those sort of questions, never direct but she always knew exactly what men would ask of her. At least this gent seemed uninterested in any such thing.

     "I wish it was only my mind that ‘ad me up."

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The man looked up at his name, reaching out weakly.

"Lucy….," he managed, before he started coughing, a deep, worrying sound.  He was obviously not in good shape, at all.

     With a loud huff, Lucy pushed the other girls back and away from Mr. Hyde, quickly dropping to her knees, “Give ‘im some room, you ain’t helpin’! Nellie, help me get ‘im upstairs and get the other girls to bring up some water…”

     Slowly, the two women managed to bring Hyde back to his feet and up the stairs to Lucy’s room, “I expected you t’come back covered in blood, but I didn’t expect it like this…”

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Hyde collapsed in a heap just inside the door to The Dregs, bloody and trembling.

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Lucy had been chatting with a group of men at one of the inside tables when she heard the crash, a few of the girls hurrying over

"Edward…" She barely managed to murmur as she hurried toward the man.

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