As the World Falls Down.... (Closed: Marguerite & OperaGhost)
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				Title: <strong>As the World Falls Down.... (Closed: Marguerite &amp; OperaGhost)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OperaGhost</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 06:47:18</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; He couldn't help the butterfly feeling in his stomach as he strode up the walk. He'd been staking Sarah out for months now, trying his hardest to be normal and even running a lousy job at the local gas station. Well, normal as he could without losing his mind. He did tend to waste what little magic he had repairing some of the aggravating people that drove him utterly mad. So all of it had finally paid off, as far as he could tell, and had even seen her in the store on occasion. Now all Jareth could do was hope that she'd talked to him. His stomach was already in knots.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; What was he to say? The last time she'd spoken to him, she'd tossed him aside and insisted on her brother back. And won. Things had been strange since then. He had happily fulfilled his promise to Hoggle and made him Prince of the Land of Stench, which took up most of his time. As for Ludo and Sir Diddymus, well.... Sarah had stopped calling on all three of them, slowly but surely. Glancing down at his right hand, he could see it, the dark black spotches that were slowly covering his body. Reaching over with his left hand, he tugged the white angora sweater down over it to hide it again.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; He tried to ignore how strange the white denim felt on his skin, especially since he'd tried to avoid human things as much as he could. But it was.... a good kind of strange. But his mind shook itself free of where he currently was as he knocked on the door. He didn't have to look down to see the tarnished and ancient looking pendant was losing its luster. Jareth could feel how the magic was waning and with the army currently battering down the Labyrinth, later at a time, he couldn't afford to lose focus. Hell, if Toby answered the door and remembered him, it would help severely.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; A familiar pang of pain hit him again, but he did his best to ignore it. Damn.... He really should have done this sooner. Perhaps he wouldn't have had so much trouble if he'd just tried to contact her outright? Besides, he hadn't aged physically. Not a thing had changed, save for the dark circles under his eyes and the silver half moon spectacles he wore as a human. Brushing a pale blond lock back behind his ear, he wasn't totally fond of the ponytail, but the current fashion dicated that if he was going to have it, he'd have to pull it back.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; No answer? He reached up a hand to knock again, chilly blue eyes staring the door down like he was willing anyne to answer. Sarah had to be home.... Her husband was at work right now. But a sudden thought had paused him. Didn't she mention.... a daughter once? Suddenly unsure of himself, he took a deep breath, staring at the door as he wondered if he should leave while he still could. maybe this was a bad idea after all....<br>
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