~Sunday, March 11, 1928~

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Hugo McHenry:
May 17, 2002 10:54 PM

After dinner, at Hugo McHenry's estate, Hugo and his girlfriend, Stella, are in the elaborate parlor, sitting in front of the fireplace, watching the flames light up the walls. No other lights are on, and no one else is in the room. Hugo is drinking some brandy, and thinking about having a cigar as well.

"I attended that 'freak show' you told me about," he says to Stella. "Or what there was of it, anyway; it has yet to truly begin. Your former boyfriend was absent, however. The--" he says the word distastefully-- "'freaks'--tried to give a demonstration, but failed to do even that properly." He shakes his head slightly, swirling his brandy in the glass and then taking a sip. "They have great potential, of course, but the risk is much greater than Mistress Madison expects. I hated to be so near to them." 

Stella Patricks:
May 18, 2002 11:32 AM

Stella leans over to look at him. "humph! He's an idiot, that Alex, and anyone can controll him. I want his power, I want it. All I have to do is, trick him."

She give Hugo a hug, and kisses him on his cheeks.

"You do know what we could do with lightning, right?" 

Hugo McHenry:
May 18, 2002 11:39 AM

Hugo puts an arm around Stella, frowning a little. "Mistress Madison is uninterested in lightning, or any other powers. But I'm sure if the freaks live through it, we'll be free to use them however we please..." 

Stella Patricks:
"Hehehehe, yes acoures. So whats the plan so far?"

Stella stares at the fire, watching the flames burn. 

Hugo McHenry:
May 18, 2002 11:46 AM

Hugo looks around the room quickly, as though he's afraid there are spies or something.

"We've heard there's a freak--a *Negro* freak--who can do *magic.* But he has to draw power from other freaks." He smiles slightly. "Understand yet?"

Stella Patricks:
May 18, 2002 11:54 AM

"Oh! yes, I get it, this is going to be great!"

Takes his glass of brandy and takes a sip. 

Hugo McHenry:
May 18, 2002 11:58 AM

Hugo smiles at Stella, then drinks, putting his lips right where her lipstick wore off on the glass. "Suddenly this brandy tastes sweet..."

Stella Patricks:
May 18, 2002 12:00 PM

Stella smiles.

"So when does there shows begin? You know I think I might have to go see Alex, just to see how he is doing...you would care to join me, I would like to show you off" She winks as she stands and fluff her curling red hair in front of a mirror.

Hugo McHenry:
May 18, 2002 12:06 PM

Hugo smirks. "Yes; we'll attend the show once, to see the best way to come in and capture them. And so I can show off the prettiest woman in town."

He frowns. "I'm not sure when they're going to start. Most shows don't start until summer, but I've heard Mistress Williamson's starting her show in April, on the weekends. Surely by May. At any rate, we have a little time left before we have to finish things. Not too much, but a little."

Stella Patricks:
May 18, 2002 12:08 PM

"Hmmmm...the prettiest and riches woman around...that sounds better."

She puts on her fur coat.

"Care to join me? to find Alex?"

Hugo McHenry:
May 18, 2002 12:10 PM

Hugo shakes his head. "Not tonight. Perhaps next Saturday. Though I'd rather see the show as a spectator than confront those freaks. One never knows what they might do if they were made angry."

Stella Patricks:
May 18, 2002 12:13 PM

"whahahahaha! Alex hurt me, or even let other freaks hurt me, he would die for me dear, prehaps next saturnday for you, but I want to know if he still lives in that awful poor apartment."

She puts on her shoes.

"I'll show you off later, or shall I go tomorow."

Hugo McHenry:
May 18, 2002 12:15 PM

Hugo frowns, not convinced of the reliability of freaks, even ones madly in love with a girl. "Saturday, then. Not before."

Stella Patricks:
May 18, 2002 12:17 PM

"Fine, but I'm going to the aparments tomorow, now how about some dinner?"

Hugo McHenry:
May 18, 2002 12:21 PM

Hugo finishes the brandy. "We already ate, dear. You don't want to lose your charming figure, do you?"     

Stella Patricks:
May 18, 2002 12:25 PM

"Oh no deserts? Oh well guess your right.."

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