[When it was done she slowed her breath, eyes closed, and starting to calm her mind. This has got to be better then wearing that witches face.]
[When he draws back, she looks through at him, both eyes almsot glaring but not. Sharp.]
[The mirror handed to her was held a moment longer then needed. Before raising it to her face. An intake of breath as she stared at it. So golden. Sculpted, beautiful. It's not her face, but it's not the scared monster face she had before.]
[Her thoughts?]
It's horrible. [a beat] And perfect.
Madame Masque... [she whispered to the reflection, like she was greeting it]
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Date: 2014-12-24 02:02 am (UTC)[When he draws back, she looks through at him, both eyes almsot glaring but not. Sharp.]
[The mirror handed to her was held a moment longer then needed. Before raising it to her face. An intake of breath as she stared at it. So golden. Sculpted, beautiful. It's not her face, but it's not the scared monster face she had before.]
[Her thoughts?]
It's horrible. [a beat] And perfect.
Madame Masque... [she whispered to the reflection, like she was greeting it]