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It's odd, Gavroche thinks vaguely as he walks the halls towards Eponine's room.  It's more of a test of his nerves to face this conversation than he remembers it being to go out retrieving ammo under fire.

...but then, he was very young then.

Reaching the door, he steels himself and knocks.

Date: 2013-10-11 08:49 am (UTC)
rudderless: (happy - hat tip)
From: [personal profile] rudderless
He'll always be very young to her - always six years old, running beside Enjolras, trying to convince him to take him to the next battle of course.

She's soaked for a good hour before drying herself, combing her hair. She's found a simple but warm dress in her closet - plainly-spun and fawn-colored, and it will keep her warm in the winter.

When he knocks she's been sprawled across the love seat this place has conjured at her demand, nearly asleep. It takes a goodly amount of effort to pull herself out of her spell and go to open the door.

"Wot is it?" she wonders.

Date: 2013-10-15 06:32 am (UTC)
rudderless: (crinklefacing; concerned)
From: [personal profile] rudderless
The knob spins, and Eponine's eyes peer from the slot of light between door and frame.

"Whattya want?"

Date: 2013-10-15 10:53 am (UTC)
rudderless: (smile)
From: [personal profile] rudderless
"You sound awful serious." She makes way for him, allowing him entry into her small apartment. She finds a comfortable spot upon a chaise and lounges upon it. "What's wrong?"

Date: 2013-10-16 11:18 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] rudderless
She pauses when he asks her this, her fingers unfolding against her breast. "I..." Eponine considers this. "Thought you were all arrested..." She doesn't reveal the dark heart of it, that she'd been planning on getting herself killed at the barricade, that she'd been hoping at least to die with Marius in the mess.

Date: 2013-10-16 12:26 pm (UTC)
rudderless: (cloak-and-dagger - no touch)
From: [personal profile] rudderless
She glares at this perceived mocking, her chin firming. "How'm I supposed to know what it was like? I haven't lived it yet."

Date: 2013-10-17 05:33 am (UTC)
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Eponine gives him a resolute look, her arms crossing awkwardly together. "Best come right out with it, then."

Date: 2013-10-18 04:52 am (UTC)
rudderless: (cloak-and-dagger - no touch)
From: [personal profile] rudderless
She rubs her arms, trying to make herself a little smaller under the knowledge. Death, then, would have seemed a blessing to her. "And the one?"

Date: 2013-10-24 10:03 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] rudderless
She pauses then, sitting very still in her spot. She absorbs the words like a blow, like a hard pinch.

Her smile is crooked.

"Don't suppose I ride off into the sunset."

Date: 2013-10-25 10:22 am (UTC)
rudderless: (shame)
From: [personal profile] rudderless
Deep within Eponine, sorrow wells up - sorrow thoroughly mixed with joy. She knows now what she knew then - she would have done it, sacrificed herself for Marius. No wonder why: she'd had nothing to live for when she'd first walked through the door.

Ahh, but now...

"Did he see me then?" Eponine asks quietly. "Did he know how much I love him at last?"

She wants to know, before her crafty mind starts groping for a plan.
Edited (quick edit!) Date: 2013-10-25 10:24 am (UTC)

Date: 2013-10-28 01:18 am (UTC)
rudderless: (shame)
From: [personal profile] rudderless
Eponine has never cried for the prospective loss of the others in her life; her tears have been a little selfish. What has she had to love, but her brother, who had slowly slipped from her?

So she'd pinned her affections on a boy who liked her. Liked, but never loved.

So her eyes stay dry when she says, "I would have said it was worth it, then." She rubs her arms. "Is it wrong to say I'm glad he knew in the end?"

Date: 2013-11-01 01:12 pm (UTC)
rudderless: (shadowed)
From: [personal profile] rudderless
She looks away from him then. "'Member how hungry we were that winter, Gav? Spring was just around the corner. And you were going away, bit by bit, and there I was...here I am." There's a kneading of her fingers against her knee. "It's easy to mix up kindness and love but...why should she have him, Gav? Why does she get to keep it all?"

Date: 2013-11-04 11:21 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] rudderless
"I wasn't his to pick." And she had been so happy there, with a father who worshipped her and a mother who had dressed her like a tiny doll. She shrugs. "We both know we don't have days for regrets," she says. "We were trying to live. And I thought Marius was the only way out of that place..."

Date: 2013-11-18 08:39 am (UTC)
rudderless: (seriously?)
From: [personal profile] rudderless
She shrugs. "Boy like him? He'd be gone with the breeze."

He would have kept up his friendships with his comrades, but them? Were they just means to an end?

Gav is still an idealist, but this entire situation is making Eponine less of a tunnel visioned romantic.

Date: 2013-11-28 09:48 am (UTC)
rudderless: (pain)
From: [personal profile] rudderless
She gives him a nod, crisp, firm...but a little sad. "Dunno if that would be enough in the end..."

Date: 2013-12-10 11:00 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] rudderless
This tends to be Eponine's own refrain. "Kick it when it kicks us."

Date: 2013-12-23 09:31 am (UTC)
rudderless: (happy - hat tip)
From: [personal profile] rudderless
"And if we have to leave our teeth behind, so be it!"

It definitely is.

Date: 2013-12-27 10:54 am (UTC)
rudderless: (smile)
From: [personal profile] rudderless
"Pro'bly from the undertaker!"

That's an old memory. Their father never had to do business with that man - all the teeth he ever sold were pried from the mouths of unsuspecting guests.

Date: 2013-12-27 11:56 am (UTC)
rudderless: (smile)
From: [personal profile] rudderless
Always, sadly - even in modern France.

"I thought I forgot him." She wrinkles her nose a bit.

Date: 2013-12-27 07:37 pm (UTC)
rudderless: (crinklefacing; concerned)
From: [personal profile] rudderless
She gives him a tiny smile, a shrug. "That's somethin', isn't it?"

Date: 2013-12-27 08:27 pm (UTC)
rudderless: (shame)
From: [personal profile] rudderless
"I know you will." She frowns. "But stop tryin' to take care of me, Gav. I'm still older than you, even tho I don't look it anymore."

Date: 2013-12-27 08:43 pm (UTC)
rudderless: (smile)
From: [personal profile] rudderless
"I'd rather we take care of each other," she shrugs. "I'm no bebe, and you're not my husband."

Date: 2013-12-27 09:04 pm (UTC)
rudderless: (smile)
From: [personal profile] rudderless
She bobs her head, grins. "Sounds right smart to me."

It truly does.

Date: 2013-12-27 09:05 pm (UTC)
rudderless: (smile)
From: [personal profile] rudderless
[OOC: Yep! Feel free to post it to the main comm; I'm going to be getting a gift post up before I take off. :)]

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