Did you guys ask for Fakir as Sweeney Todd? No, no you didn't.

[living4thealive]

[[There is an older-looking, not altogether too clean Fakir wandering the castle.  He's purposefully avoiding the ballrooms for some reason, but otherwise you might see him, a tall, darkly Victorian-dressed man, standing in the doorway one second, gone the next.  There are dark bags under his eyes.

And sometimes, you might hear an angry cry.]]

Mrs. Lovett?  Mrs.--Rue, where are you?

[[And then, a much softer one.]]

Ahiru?  We're...even farther.

[[He's angry, angrier than he's been since Mytho ruined it all, when Rue had that idea to give him hope.  And now he doesn't even have customers to vent his rage on.  At least he knew there was still some way to Judge Drosselmeyer, at his barbershop.  This is hell.  It must be.

He begins to sing down the hallway.]]

And in that darkness when I'm blind
with what I can't forget
it's always morning in my mind
my little lamb, my pet
Ahiruuuu...

[[OOC: Have a Sweeney Todd!Fakir, based more on the musical than the movie (which isn't that much of a difference, it just means he's livelier).  He's around 37.  Ahiru is his daughter, whom he's never seen, Tutu was his wife, and he lives with Rue and Uzura and plots to kill Drosselmeyer.

He was transported between "God That's Good!" and "Johanna Quartet".]]