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sirenspull2012-09-06 11:01 pm
makeflowersgrow) wrote in sirenspull2012-09-06 11:01 pm
[Accidental video-voice thing]
[For a long time, static fills the screen. Just static, crackling on and on. But gradually, over the static, a deep, gruff voice comes to be heard.]
You have the right to remain silent. Anything you do say can and will be used as evidence against you... [Crackle]
[It would seem that Eponine has managed to get herself arrested. The static is back now, louder than before, and the sound of material being rubbed against the NV can be heard; Eponine keeps her NV tucked well in her chemise. She's being hurried to a police car now, though it's near impossible to hear the police man's footsteps over the noise of Eponine's clothes.
After about five minutes, the deep voice can be heard again]
Got a right one here, Bob. Newcomer. Pickpocket and a prostitute to boot. Complaints about her all over town.
[And Eponine's whispered answer, clearer than Bob's answering laugh.]
Shut up shut up shut up.
[She says nothing else until she is apparently hustled into the police station, and then it is only reluctant.]
Name?
Eponine... Jondrette. 'Ponine Jondrette.
Powers?
[Silence]
Well, Jondrette, you're being charged with at least five counts of theft - and I'll be damned if I don't get some more to testify against you.
[She's silent. What is she supposed to say to that? But perhaps it's the determined look on her face that makes the policeman laugh]
Bob, take her down. Enjoy your new room, Jondrette. You'll be there a while.
[There is the sound of more footsteps, of a light clinking, handcuffs, and a -]
Too tight?
[Though Eponine gives no answer. There's silence, broken by the sounds of material shifting over the NV and the ominous clang of heavy prison doors. Eventually, there is a curt,]
In.
[and another heavy clink, followed by the sounds of a key turning in a lock. There's silence again, before the sound of gentle sobbing echoes through the NV. Eponine would be mortified if she knew it was recording.]
(ooc: basically, Eponine has been arrested for some of her many thefts over the last few months and has been locked up indefinitely for now. There's a high bail price on her head; the Port police are too used to these newcomers coming and going seemingly at random to let Eponine away easily. Feel free to comment and try to cheer her up though. I think she's going to be bailed out in a few days...)
You have the right to remain silent. Anything you do say can and will be used as evidence against you... [Crackle]
[It would seem that Eponine has managed to get herself arrested. The static is back now, louder than before, and the sound of material being rubbed against the NV can be heard; Eponine keeps her NV tucked well in her chemise. She's being hurried to a police car now, though it's near impossible to hear the police man's footsteps over the noise of Eponine's clothes.
After about five minutes, the deep voice can be heard again]
Got a right one here, Bob. Newcomer. Pickpocket and a prostitute to boot. Complaints about her all over town.
[And Eponine's whispered answer, clearer than Bob's answering laugh.]
Shut up shut up shut up.
[She says nothing else until she is apparently hustled into the police station, and then it is only reluctant.]
Name?
Eponine... Jondrette. 'Ponine Jondrette.
Powers?
[Silence]
Well, Jondrette, you're being charged with at least five counts of theft - and I'll be damned if I don't get some more to testify against you.
[She's silent. What is she supposed to say to that? But perhaps it's the determined look on her face that makes the policeman laugh]
Bob, take her down. Enjoy your new room, Jondrette. You'll be there a while.
[There is the sound of more footsteps, of a light clinking, handcuffs, and a -]
Too tight?
[Though Eponine gives no answer. There's silence, broken by the sounds of material shifting over the NV and the ominous clang of heavy prison doors. Eventually, there is a curt,]
In.
[and another heavy clink, followed by the sounds of a key turning in a lock. There's silence again, before the sound of gentle sobbing echoes through the NV. Eponine would be mortified if she knew it was recording.]
(ooc: basically, Eponine has been arrested for some of her many thefts over the last few months and has been locked up indefinitely for now. There's a high bail price on her head; the Port police are too used to these newcomers coming and going seemingly at random to let Eponine away easily. Feel free to comment and try to cheer her up though. I think she's going to be bailed out in a few days...)
Re: [Video]
You were stealing.
[He's very confused as to why, since he knows he pays a decent wage.]
Re: [Video]
What is it to you?
[Habit of a life time, spending sprees - and with all of these new people again, fear that her Papa will show up and she'll have nothing to give to him. Her wages are already going on food, and rent - and dresses. Lots of dresses. She just felt low after Dorian called her names - why not do what she's born to do?]
Re: [Video]
[Calm, measured tones, even if the temperature just dropped a little.]
Re: [Video]
I don't care about the university. You knew who I was before you employed me.
[She juts her jaw forward, determined. She won't cry. She won't beg for her job.]
Re: [Video]
[Click. If she apologizes, he will listen. He, however, has no time for defiant children that he has tried to help.]
Re: [Video]
[He's turned it off. She bites her lip, undecided. And then leaves the following message]
You must tell me now if you do not want me to come back when I am free again.
Re: [Video]
I do not discuss important matters such as these over a device. When you are unoccupied, you are familiar with my office.
[Click.]