answers that somehow seem wrong..

[euphrasie]

Thank you for finally making good on your word to, ah, "scoot" me over to this place.

And that you aren't terribly fussed about the discrepancy between the attire in my icons and the actual time period in which I live. I am really just pleased to be out and about once more.

I must ask when you will be placing me and -- where?

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/SQUEES

[le_baron_pontmercy]

Cosette!

[All the 8D. And the awkward, oops. Poor Marius, him and females still don't mix well.]

Y...you are not the only one who is glad that you are here.

8DDD

[euphrasie]

[ there's a startled look as she turns to see him and, immediately, she blushes and bows her head in greeting. ]

And - and you are pleased to see me as well?

[le_baron_pontmercy]

Very.

[He rubs at the back of his neck, shyly looking at the ground. Sorry, Cosette, he'd run and hug you if he wasn't so painfully awkward.]

There...there are so few others from our, ah...what my mundane refers to as 'canon.' And I did not think that there would be any more until...you showed up.

[euphrasie]

Ah, yes! I share a space with your friend, Mlle. Musichetta. She was the one, in fact, who encouraged me to come out of hiding.

[ a shy smile spreads across her face, her eyes alight. ]

And I am pleased to see you.

[le_baron_pontmercy]

Oh! Oh, yes, I have spoken with her before. [He smiles, still shy.] I...share a space with Eponine, but she is not often here to speak with. She has a game to reside in.

[Whoops, his turn to blush.]

Is your mundane looking for a place for you to go?

[euphrasie]

[ oops, backtracking. ] Ifthatisnottooforward.

But - A game. I've not been in a game before, simply open or private spaces spaces. [ a beat. ] Would you have a recommendation?

[le_baron_pontmercy]

No! No, it is not. [No, Cosette, come back he didn't mean it D:] I...most of us do not have a say in who we share space with.

[His nod might be a little too enthusiastic.] There is a place, where I am now. There is me and Mlle. Eponine and Enjolras, and I...I would very much like to see you there. It has been very lonely.

It is called Siren's Pull.

[euphrasie]

Oh, I would hate for you to be alone... [ she folds her hands around each other, resting her chin over them. ]

My mun has not been in a game in quite some time, I must admit. Rusty, she says, but considering! I admit that I need some time to stretch my legs.

[le_baron_pontmercy]

[Well aren't you cute.] Well, as much as my mundane would like to see my...ah, "castmates" it is not my position to pressure her.

But...it would be wonderful to see you there, so long as you are careful.

[euphrasie]

Nevertheless, you both have me at this very moment! If you care for a, ah -- [ she bites her lip, lowering her voice as she speaks again. ] - more private discussions, please let us know.

What is it like there, in your game?

[makeflowersgrow]

[Her. Again. Will she come and ruin everything with Marius? Eponine can only stare.]

[euphrasie]

Bonjour! You are Marius's friend, yes?

[makeflowersgrow]

[Oh. She does not remember. Is that good? Perhaps it is better?]

Eponine.

[She averts her eyes when she says her name, crossing her arms defensively across her slim waist. But she eyes Cosette boldly when she adds,]

Yes, M'sieur Marius. I know him.

[euphrasie]

Eponine. [ she bows her head in greeting, offering a smile. the name does strike her as familiar, but much of those memories of early childhood are so distant, so blurry. it is as if she willed herself to forget about that life. ]

You are a good and helpful friend to him! And for that, I am grateful as well.

[makeflowersgrow]

[She really does not remember. Eponine is glad. She would hate those glances of pity or scorn... or perhaps even a little dig that she deserves her life.]

I try, Madameoiselle. I fear for his humour, though. He does not talk to me much now. I think it is you he misses.

[euphrasie]

Oh!

[ she curves a hand under her chin, thoughtful. ] I am afraid there is not much I can do, as my Papa is very protective of me. But I thank you for the message, of sorts. If only there was some way to speak to him.

[makeflowersgrow]

I...

[She closes her eyes for just a second, fighting the warring emotions in her head. She would bring Marius happiness by taking him messages. But he'd be happy as they were from Cosette. How she resented Cosette her beautiful life at that moment. When she opens Her eyes, her expression is pained.]

what will you give me to take your messages?

[euphrasie]

[ a hand covers her mouth and she looks thoughtful. finally, cosette shakes her head and folds her hands over her skirts. as frustrating as this situation may be to her - ]

Oh, I couldn't. I simply couldn't ask you to muddle yourself up in all of this. But you are kind to offer.

[makeflowersgrow]

Suit yourself.

[Eponine shrugs. She's happy not to torture herself, though the money would have been nice.]

well, if you ever do think to visit, we are both at Sirens' Pull. It's dangerous... I don't think your pretty dresses would last.

[There's jealousy in her voice]