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 Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 5:10 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 5:44 am
 Lind and Eponine arrived promptly to at the stoop of a a mysterious house. "Welcome-" He opened the door with care not to let it hit the wall behind it. "to my home." He pulled her into the house gently and switching the lights on.
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Tiffany Brick Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 5:55 am
 Eponine stared in awe as she was careful to remove the boots she was wearing to just no stain at the astonishing house before her eyes, she took Monsieur Lind's hand with pure amazement and led him to the nearest cushion. "Monsieur, Merci. Thank you for everything, I really owe everything to you." She said with excitement hinting her voice. She was starting to feel a slight uneasiness through her clothes, she tried to rub out the uneasiness but it just made tickled more. So she finally decided to ask Monsieur Lind if he has a spare comfortable clothing that she could wear on. "Monsieur? If ever it's not overly asking, do you have any clothes that could ease the uneasiness in this ball gown?" She asked.
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 6:05 am
Lind looked away towards a closet across the hall from them both. "I am afraid I do not have clothes fitted for a lady but you may borrow anything you like." He slowly walked over and slide the door open as a wide assortment of uniforms, overcoats, and loose shirts from wall to wall. His eyes sorted through the close looking for the clothes she could wear, but to no avail so he stepped aside hinting for her to browse the selection.
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Tiffany Brick Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 6:19 am
 Eponine giggled a bit at the obvious manly wardrobe of Monsieur Lind, truly ironic; Because she'd only thought that she only became a lady starting last week ever since she was treated like one, all her life she was treated like a stuff. No, more like a ragdoll who is clothed in rags; makes sense doesn't it? She scanned through the sophisticated overcoats and army uniform and some sleeping clothes, she saw on the side; An abandoned robe. She laughed at it and innocently asked Monsieur Lind, "Where did you get a woman's robe?" and winked a little bit at the thought of another woman entering this room. She took the robe and went to the bathroom and put it on herself, after which; she went out freshly and proceeded to surprise Monsieur Lind from the back. "Monsieur! How does it look?" she asked.
Eponine placed herself at a meter away from Monsieur Lind and faced the wide window pane signaling that it is midnight, she stared at the dark side of the moon and savored the mystery it brought as it was covered by the rain clouds that seemed to haunt the slums. The slums... As Eponine's thoughts was scanning the view that was brought by the window pane, she aggressively scrutinized everything. She remembered every work that was left in the slums once she fell into a deep oblivion on the fairy tale-like circumstances to her that thoughts began to flash within her, knowing that she had too much things to do back in there. Her thoughts was cut through when she saw some unearthly noise around the slums that it shook the middle-classed neighborhoods around it, she examined further and saw nothing. Eponine stood from where she was sitting and opened the cabinet of Monsieur Lind and looked at him. "Monsieur, I really need to check out something! I promise to be quick and let me borrow these boy clothing out of your wardrobe." She said as she didn't hesitate to slow down or wait for Monsieur Lind's answer. She took a newsboy cap, a long overcoat and some old boots. Eponine undressed infront of the closet and wore what she just took not caring if Monsieur Lind would be displeased by such bold manner, in any event, she already showed worse. She didn't really care about his reaction yet considered it ever since he helped her; But as of right now, all she was focused about was getting into that slums.
(I'll go to the slums now, It's up to you if you want to follow)
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2012 5:57 pm
Lind's eyes grew wide as Eponine dressed herself in his old clothing. He hurried to his personal military wardrobe quickly switching back into his uniform. By this time Eponine had rushed out the front door not sparing a single moment, he laid his clothes onto a table close to his wardrobe. "She can't halt for a single moment whilst I change." He spoke gruffly as he hurried out the door. He scanned quickly spotting her as she ran towards the slums, he then began to chase after her for an explanation for why she was in such a hurry.
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Tiffany Brick Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 12:44 am
 Eponine openned the door and was surprised to see Monsieur Charles Lucian Bellatre on a white mask, she heard him ask why she was here, yet Eponine first let him entered and dusted her own robe and led Monsieur Charles to the cushion. When they both were seated on the soft sheets of the cushion, Eponine gazed intently on Monsieur Charles as if she was questioning his sudden appearance, But it's not the stern stare, it was warm and welcoming. "Where had you been to suddenly appear out like a bubble?" She innocently asked Monsieur Charles, and continued, not halting for an answer. "-And why are you wearing such mask? I might say it adds to your charm." She blushed out, "-And It's fascinating!" She nervously added and forgot to call Monsieur Lind that Monsieur Charles is inside his humble territory.
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 1:04 am
 Charles saw that Eponine never answered all of his questions the moment that he asked it, he then concluded that maybe she is staying there for the night. Charles momentarily forgot his affilliation with Mademoiselle Aurora, perhaps they weren't really meant for each other. Perhaps, she is too good for him, he doesn't deserve her. That's all what he concieved for the moment at hand. He chose to enjoy the bit of minute of him being with Eponine. He then touched the porcelain mask and looked at Eponine, "Well, long story short, I got wounded somewhere in my chamber so I took this to hide the repulsive wound. I think it's good too, but I also think that your pretty face is prettier." He voiced out. "There she is again, with that innocent look." His mind mumbled to itself. Eponine is the guilty exhilaration for Charles, she is the epitome of his carnal desires. The innocent face that she makes never failed to wake the darker side of Charles. Something that he would've wanted to be kept hidden.
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Liberal Conversationalist
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Tiffany Brick Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 1:46 am
 Eponine laughed at the "repulsive" word of Monsieur Charles, so she leaned in to listen about what he is saying and then changed her glance towards the windows. "The night fell so fast." She said and took the candle stand and lighted the candle and moved back to Monsieur Charles, "I am sure it is not that vile, if it ever is, I will try my best not to laugh and help you heal it" She announced raising her and then forming a pinky promise. "Close your eyes M'sieur." Eponine said as she let him savor the wind that is blowing towards their direction as she slowly removed the mask. She restrained her laughter yet held it not for long and blasted out, "It's not that bad!" giggled Eponine. She then slowly came to Monsieur Lind's medical box and place it on the end table of the cushion. Eponine began to trace the cotton to Monsieur Charles' wounds, "Don't you fret Monsieur Lucian, You won't feel any pain. Just trust me, I'm here. I assure you that I know how to treat wounds, Of all my road experience!" she said sinking into a sentimental moment of commemorating. "I'll keep you occupied if you wanted to." She winked in the act of helping him take off his tailcoat and vest for him to breathe more properly.
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 9:28 pm
 Celeste had seen what had taken place back at the slums between her friend Eponine and her father and his gang. She had followed her when a man from the French army took her away. She was shocked when she came upon a nice place. She scaled the fence as best she could until she could see inside the house. She had received a big shocker when she saw Eponine dressed in such a nice dress. "What is going on why is she dressed like that." She said to her self. She made sure that she could not be seen or so she thought. She soon could hear yelling and she ended up falling from her hiding spot with a loud thud. "Ouch..... that hurt." She was never that good those things not like Eponine.
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Liberal Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 9:39 pm
After Eponine was done cleaning Charles Lucian's wound, he immediately placed it back to his face and slowly touched Eponine's face which is quite stained with light blemishes. "Eponine... Can I call you-" he said but was suddenly interrupted by the loud sound coming from the outside, he rushed outside and saw a little girl. "Umm, what are you doing here?" he asked with a questioning face.
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 9:55 pm
 Eponine closed her eyes and sniffed the autumn air when Monsieur Charles had already left her and followed the sound. Eponine followed Monsieur Charles and and passed through the sturdy door and the well-decorated fence of Monsieur Lind. Eponine stood by Monsieur Charles' side and saw her best friend Celeste. "Celeste? What are you doing here?" She said with plain amazement upon her face as she reached out her hand to her and dusted off her shirt and boots. She looked at Monsieur Charles and said, "M'sieur, this is my friend. Pardon her actions." she said lowering her head to pick Celeste. She brought her to the bench and asked Monsieur Charles to go back inside, "M'sieur, If you will excuse us." She stated and sat with Celeste. "Dear, what are you doing in this place?" She said with a soft gaze. "You would've been caught. This is private lot for those army folks. It would've been the death of me if you were." She stated.
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Tiffany Brick Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 10:04 pm
"I was worried about you. I followed you from the slums. I saw the whole thing that happened between you and your father and his gang. Then some guy in a soldier uniform took you away. I got scared you got caught for one of your petty crimes." Celeste, who was nearly 19, looked at her best friend. " Now I see that you are okay and your wearing nice clothes. Is there something you are not telling me?" She looked down at her lap. She was worried that her friend was becoming to good for her to even tell her was was going on.
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 10:20 pm
 Eponine sighed heavily and held the hand of Celeste and gave her a re-assuring look, "I am perfectly fine Celeste, this army guy is just a 'customer' that I had who is currently paying me for another day of 'my service' to him" she lied. Have you got any other news from my father or something? And, don't fret about me getting caught, I can handle myself pretty well! And atleast in prison i get fed three times a day. My freedom was just taken away." She smiled out. She scanned for anyone watching them from the place. "The trees are wavering my friend. The night is falling fast? Where do you plan to stay?" She asked and fixed her robes.
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Tiffany Brick Vice Captain
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