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OOC: Infopost, the Bandwagoning Just Because I Can Edition
I have no new characters this app period. But I have GIFs for . . . a couple of my PBs. So there.
( Éponine Thénardier: A Thief and a Liar, But She Can't Really Help It ) -
Abandoned Warehouse District, Saturday Morning
Funny, Nancy didn't recall falling asleep in some old warehouse last night, though all things -- like the lingering taste of liquor in her mouth -- considered she supposed it might not be all that strange, since she didn't actually recall leaving the Three Cripples last night. Well, it wasn't a bad place to live; whoever it was that actually ( Read more... ) -
Galactica Drive, En Route to Mooby Land, Sunday Afternoon
So far, Éponine hated pretty much everything this weekend. Rambouillet (really, that name?) kept wanting to run off and do things by himself, and as tempting as it was to let him do that and not have to deal with him, she didn't trust him not to spend all his time getting into trouble. Of course she didn't trust him. He was related to her in some ( Read more... ) -
Abandoned Warehouse District, Saturday Morning
As of yet, Éponine still hadn't gotten around to acquiring an official residence anywhere. This was partially due to the fact that she still had a very shaky concept of how to manage her finances, and alternated between carelessly spending all her money and hoarding it as much as possible. It was also partially -- though she wouldn't admit it to ( Read more... ) -
Corner of Griffin Way and Black Swan Drive (Outside the Post Office), Thursday Morning
No, Éponine hadn't made the connection between the flowers she'd gotten this morning and what today was. All things considered it was really, really for the best that she didn't realize today was Valentine's Day -- not that it bore much resemblance, if any at all, to its counterpart in her time. The flowers had been a pleasant surprise, though, ( Read more... ) -
Fandom Causeway, Before Sunrise, Very Early Saturday
Several things might have caught Éponine's attention, had she been in the right state of mind to notice. One: the narrow alley (if you could even call the tiny space between two buildings an alley) she'd been creeping through was suddenly less constricted and much more open. Two: the usual overwhelming reek of rotting garbage, human waste, and God ( Read more... ) -
The Barricade at the Rue de la Chanvrerie, Paris, France, 5 June 1832
Dusk was setting in by the time Éponine returned to the Rue de la Chanvrerie. It was done; everything was in place. Yesterday Cosette and the old man she called Father had moved out of the house on the Rue Plumet, but not before Cosette managed to write a letter to inform Marius of her whereabouts. That letter was tucked away in Éponine's pocket; ( Read more... ) -
OOC: Infopost - The Abridged Edition
Abridged, but still kind of wordy, because it's me. Look, I honestly hadn't planned on apping this girl. It just happened. I'm probably more surprised than some of you.
This is Éponine Thénardier, from Les Misérables, and she'll be arriving soonish. To be clear about one thing right off she's from the Victor Hugo novel, not the Claude-Michel ( Read more... ) -
Voicemail
[After the beep, when the voicemail service picks up, it's silent for a few seconds before a very rough voice with a distinct French accent finally speaks.]
Yes? Well, get on with it then, if it's so important, and I'll see what I can do.
[The recording cuts off there, abruptly, but there seems to be a clear implication of "if you make it worth ( Read more... ) -
En Route to the Causeway, Thursday Afternoon
Éponine had hung back and waited outside the Portalocity office for a few minutes after watching the conversation that had taken place, and after Kennedy left the building. She didn't like how that encounter had looked from her vantage point across the street; she couldn't hear from there, of course, but Kennedy's body language was unmistakable ( Read more... )