Rosseta followed quickly, lengthening her stride to match his. "Nice to meet you Mr. Todd." she said, cheerfully.

He gave her a vague nod. Very soon, they arrived in front of Mrs Lovett's Pie Shop. He turned to face her.Its usually swarming,but she's taken the day off. I've had few customers... I mean, meat is a little hard to get. He cursed himself for nearly slipping up. He wasn't used.to socialism.

Rosseta looked at him curiously. She was wondering about what he meant, but thought better and decided not to ask. "So what is Mrs. Lovett like? Is she nice?" she asked instead.

He faltered a little at that one.She is... not your average woman.His throat was actually getting sore. He wasn't used to talking. He decided to go back to his quiet stage... nothing good came out of talking. He opened the door and went in.


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Rosseta simply nodded and followed him through the door. On instinct her eyes searched the room, looking everywhere. To anyone else it would seem like she was just looking around.

Mrs Lovett looked up from fiddling with something on her chopping board.'Ello, love.She smiled brilliantly at Sweeney, crossing the room and daringly kissing him on the cheek. He remained motionless, not responding in any way, but she still smiled. She looked around and saw Rossetta.Who is this?The room was not very clean and quite gloomy. There was a dark splatter on one of the corners. Blood.
(Make sure to look at her profile it's quite important)

Rosseta barely held back a gasp when she sensed the aurora of the room. She could sense the strong aurora of death. Despite the thoughts going through her head she smiled easily at the woman. "You must be Mrs. Lovett. I'm Rosseta Raven. It is a pleasure to meet you." she greeted her.

Mrs Lovett smilled sweetly, although she gave off a very fake impression. She nodded and looked sideways at Sweeney.And you, dear. Have you heard of me somewhere?Sweeney turned to go out the back entrance and started climbing the stairs to his shop. He had some razor blades to strop.

Rosseta nodded. "Mr. Todd told me about you." she said simply, smiling. She glanced over and saw him leave the room.

She nodded.I'm surprised he talked to you. He's not the talking type.Sweeney walked into his shop. He crossed the room and walked over to a small cot that was stuffed in a gloomy corner. He slowly lifted the cover to reveal a burnt and dishevelled doll.

Rosseta shrugged her shoulders slightly. "That makes sense. He didn't say to much." she said. "How long have you known him?" she asked.

She licked her lips.Not that long. A few months?Sweeney lifted the doll slowley and stared at it sadly. Mrs Lovett walked to her fireplace and plonked down in her chair. What do you think of him?

Rosseta's green eyes watched Mrs. Lovett closely. She stayed standing near the door, still uneasy about the aurora she was sensing from the room. She thought about the woman's question for a minute before replying. "He's a strange, but very interesting man." she said quietly.

She giggled. Yes, he is a bit isn't he?Her grin turned sober again.Can't really blame 'im though... Sweeney gently put the doll back and went to the window.

Rosseta looked at Mrs. Lovette, curious. "What do you mean?" she asked.

Well... he used to be normal. Wife, child, the works. But Judge Turpin loved his wife. So he sent him away on a life's charge for no cause, killed his wife and has his child imprisoned. He was gone for 15 years. He used to be so bright...Sweeney took out a razor and clipped his stropper on to the chair. He ran the blade up and down it, making a Shoop. Shoop. noise.

Rosseta shook her head sadly. "Why would he kill Mr. Todd's wife if he loved her? Is Mr. Todd's child still alive?" she asked.

Because she didn't love him back. And yes, she is.Sweeneys door opened and a small man walked in.Hello sir. I've heard you're an incredible barber? Sweeney smiled.[b]How gracious of you, sir.

Rosseta sighed. "Has Mr. Todd been able to see his daughter?" she asked. She suddenly felt the aurora of another person enter the building. She instantly wondered if it was one of Mr. Todd's customers.

She shook her head slowly. The man sat down while Sweeney lathered shaving cream on. He picked his blade up and turned it to catch the light, grinning creepily. He put the blade down to the man's throat and slowly dragged it across, slitting the mans throat and spraying blood everywhere. Blood drenched his hands and clothes.

Rosseta swayed as a powerful aurora of death surged through her, nearly bringing her to her knees. She felt a chill go up her spine when she realized that the person she had recently felt enter the building had been killed. She held her head in her hands as if she had a bad headache. She turned towards the door. "I must be going. Thank you for letting me visit." she said hurriedly, giving Mrs. Lovett a quick smile over her shoulder. She barely kept herself from running out of the door. She walked quickly down the street not paying attention to where she was going. She let out a surprised scream when someone grabbed her and threw her into an alley, making her fall to the ground. When she looked up at her attacker she froze in fear when she recognized the man.

Mrs Lovett cursed as Sweeney ran down the stairs.She knows.Sweeney nodded, took a back turn out of the shop and then heard the scream. After a few minutes his soft voice came from behind the attacker.Fancy a shave?He placed his blade over the persons throat.

Rosetta took her chance to run the moment she saw Sweeney. She stumbled down the alley and ran down the next street. She turned into another alley and tripped over a discarded box, twisting her ankle. She cried out in pain and fell the the ground hard before moving to press her self against the wall closest to her. She put her arms over her head and sat there, curled in a ball, sobbing.

The man didn't even flinch. His dark hair fell into his face, hiding his identity. "She must pay for what she has taken." the man said, his voice cold. Suddenly the man's body started to fade and then disappeared completely.

Sweeney didn't waste time wondering, he just ran down the same allyway as Rosetta had and knelt down in front of her. Rosetta?

Rosseta jumped at the sound of Sweeney's voice, letting out a small muffled scream. The sight of the man had terrified her to the point where she couldn't think straight. "H-he found me." she whispered brokenly. She wanted desperately to get control of herself, but all she could do was continue to sob.