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HELEN VAUGHAN:
:music: Fragile world -
Like a fragile bauble...
Every age
Like the one before...
Fragile world,
Full of fragile people,
Naive enough to claim... :music: 

ASSORTED FOLK FROM ALL LEVELS OF SOCIETY:
:music: Good day!
Good day!
Good day! Good day! Good day! :music: 

HELEN VAUGHAN:
:music: There goes that Herbert with his head in the clouds,
With so much money to his name.
Most men are all the same -
Not the most exciting game
In this fragile silly world… :music: 

HERBERT: 
Good day, Miss Vaughan!

HELEN VAUGHAN:
Good day, Mr. Herbert!

HERBERT: 
You have a most lovely voice!

HELEN VAUGHAN:
Oh, thank you! Most half-gods do, you know - the sirens and the nymphs and even some satyrs...

HERBERT: 
PLEASE MARRY ME!!!

HELEN VAUGHAN:
*shrugs*

ASSORTED FOLK: 
:music: Look, there she goes - that girl is queer, no doubt here.
A devil-dame, a beastly belle!
Not exactly certain why
All the men would rather die
Than live neither close to nor away from Hel. :music: 

HELEN VAUGHAN:
:music: Good day! :music: 

MEYRICK: 
:music: Hello! :music: 

HELEN VAUGHAN:
:music: How is your drawing? :music: 

MEYRICK:
*drops his sketchbook*

LORD ARGENTINE:  
:music: Hello! :music: 

HELEN VAUGHAN:
:music: Good day! :music: 

LORD ARGENTINE: 
:music: How is your wine? :music: 

HELEN VAUGHAN:
*sighs*

MR COLLIER-STUART:  
*shopping*
:music: I need some rope! :music: 

LORD SWANLEIGH: 
*also shopping*
:music: Do get in line, sir! :music: 

HELEN VAUGHAN:
:music: There must be more to this Victorian age! :music: 

RACHEL: 
Ah, Hel!

HELEN VAUGHAN:
Good day! I'm here for our stroll!

RACHEL: 
Race you to the meadow?

HELEN VAUGHAN:
Oh, maybe not today. How about someplace else?

RACHEL:
Ha ha! Why not?

HELEN VAUGHAN: 
I have a great one in mind. How about... the pillar in the woods!

RACHEL:
The pillar? But we’ve been there twice!

HELEN VAUGHAN:
Well, it's my favorite place in the world! A relic from the Roman Age, when people drank more wine than water, and worshipped strange gods, and died without regrets...

RACHEL: 
If you like it so much, then let us go!

HELEN VAUGHAN: 
Are you sure?

RACHEL: 
I insist, even!

HELEN VAUGHAN: 
Oh darling! You will not live to regret it!

RACHEL: 
*lives to regret it, but not for long*
*the 'live' part, that is*

ASSORTED FOLK: 
:music: Look there she goes - that girl is so outlandish,
We wonder where her family’s from;
What with that hair and that face
And more money than good sense,
Such a mystery, such a riddle is that Hel. :music: 

HELEN VAUGHAN:
:music: Oh, I can't help but smile
When someone's face jumps out at me.
Sure, he's facing mortal peril
But only once I'm truly fully done with him. :music: 

A LADY: 
:music: Now it's no wonder that her name is Helen -
the world has fallen at her feet. :music: 

A GENTLEMAN: 
:music: But beneath that darling mask
There's something rather dark;
She's more than our eyes can meet. :music: 

ASSORTED FOLK:
:music: Much more than our eyes can meet...
Yes, more than our eyes can meet, this Hel! :music: 

AUSTIN: 
For such a carefree fellow, you are quite the shrewd observer, Villers!

VILLIERS: 
I can't help it, really.

AUSTIN: 
Why, you could be a detective! You could solve crimes and mysteries!

VILLIERS: 
Why not, Austin? And I mean it, why not? It's not like there's a lack of neither crime nor mystery in London.

AUSTIN: 
Hm! The Westside Horrors?

VILLIERS: 
And I even have a suspect! Mrs. Beaumont!

AUSTIN: 
But that's...

VILLIERS: 
My late friend Herbert's foul thief of a widow!

AUSTIN: 
But she's...

VILLIERS: 
The vile woman from Meyrick’s sketches!

AUSTIN: 
But this is…

VILLIERS: 
The mysterious Helen Vaughan from Clarke’s memoirs!

AUSTIN: 
Well, now that you've put all these pieces together, it does make sense...

VILLIERS:
:music: Once I held the threads that lead me to her
I sensed the vile stench of Hell.
I shan't let her realm expand!
We shan’t lose another man!
Your time is up, I'm sure of that, Miss Hel! :music: 

UNSUSPECTING GENTLEMEN:
:music: Look there she goes,
Intoxicating...
Madame Beaumont…
Oh she's so fine!
She looked my way -
I almost fainted!
She's such a shapely coupe of sparkling wine! :music: 

ASSORTED FOLK: 
:music: Good day! :music: 

VILLIERS:
:music: Excuse... :music: 

ASSORTED FOLK: 
:music: Hello!

Why, yes!...

You call this rope?

What lovely drapes!

... some meat...

... five feet...
.
.. to eat! :music: 

VILLIERS:
:music: Good God! :music: 

ASSORTED FOLK: 
:music: I'll get the saw! :music: 

VILLIERS:
:music: Out of my way! :music: 

ASSORTED FOLK: 
:music: The road…

Her door…

… is blocked!

… was locked!

Maybe for you!

Why, I... :music: 

HELEN VAUGHAN:
:music: There must be more to this Victorian age! :music: 

VILLIERS:
:music: By God, I will put this monster in a cage! :music: 

ASSORTED FOLK: 
:music: Look there she goes - that girl is gross yet gorgeous!
A proper Lady, though from Hell!
It's a wonder and a sin
That she somehow fits right in,
'Cause she really is a ghastly girl
A gorgeous but a ghastly girl
She really is a ghastly girl
That Hel!
Good day! 
Good day! 
Good day! Good day! Good day! :music: