sirenspull | video 3

[Oops. She'll do better than a blanket, of course.]

Eponine, are you still close to the house? You had best return and I will lend you [Ella's] winter clothes. If power is out all over, it may take a while to find an open shop.

will yu really i am not far i will come bac now thank you mdm hattie

[Hattie cringes so hard. She's no master of spelling but that is just.. painful to look at. You're getting extra lessons when you come back from shopping, Eponine. Never mind that it could be clumsy because of the cold, no excuses.]

(OOC: Action_ok if you want~.)

[Ten minutes later, Eponine turns up. She'd left before Hattie could see her, and disregarded her old boots for the fancier slippers that Hattie had provided as part of her uniform. She's wearing her maid dress as well, but that's it, and the poor girl looks FREEZING. She's shivering and shaking, completely unused, now to being cold. She lets herself in, looking round for Dorian, before deciding she doesn't care if she disturbs him. She yells,]

MADAME HATTIE?

[Hattie is in the den right next to the foyer once Eponine comes inside. The fireplace is there, so she's sitting as close to it as possible with an annoyed expression. No one taught her how to deal with power outages. She can't even listen to her radio! She jumps when the maid yells.]

Eponine for CRYING OUT LOUD!!

[She gets up from the couch and walks over- She doesn't know where Dorian is at the moment, but she's sure whatever he's doing, he's looking hawt. When she actually sees Eponine, her expression softens. After a moment she gestures to the fireplace.]

... Go and sit over there for a while, I'll get your things.

I'm sorry. Didn't know where you were, Madame.

[She scuttles over to the fire without delay, huddling up next to it. When Hattie comes back, she begins chattering again]

People say that the core has taken the power, and our powers too. Madame, you cannot make yourself stone. And me... I guess it really was to be warm. Do you think we will get them back?

Such lovely clothes...

[Sure enough Hattie returns with clothes that should fit Eponine. They're far more practical as herself and Ella have different tastes in clothing. It consists of pants, a white undershirt and a red turtleneck sweater. In the other arm is a winter jacket, earmuffs, mittens and a coat, all drab grey in color.

Mind, they're still quite nice to look at! But very drab for Hattie's tastes.]

I don't often use it anyway, so I hadn't noticed. Here, change into the clothes, and I'll close the doors to make sure Dorian does not come in.

[She does just that, back turned away.]

I am certain we will, the real question is 'when' I think. Most absurd crisis.. es.. tend to be temporary in my experience.

That is good to know. I like being warm.

[She struggles into Ella's clothes, finding that they fit reasonably well. As if Eponine is concerned about the colour when she's freezing! Practicality will always come first.]

I've never had one of these, you know. And in my favourite colour.

[She strokes the jumper]

Do you really not mind me wearing these?

Hmn? Which is your favorite color again?

[Hattie will need to keep that in mind. For realsies this time. Once Eponine is in the clothes, Hattie helps get the coat on, places the earmuffs about her neck, then hands over the mittens. She almost laughs to the question, but instead smiles like an angel.]

Of course I don't, Eponine. I couldn't very well just let you freeze, you know. Now, we need to talk a moment about your.. Unique form of texting.

Red! I love red - that is always what I wanted in Paris; a red dress.

[She feels pretty special, getting all dressed up, and she's sure she looks properly dressed now, just like anybody else in winter. She's never had mittens or earmuffs before, and she's dying to peer in the mirror to see what she looks like. But her smile drops when Hattie mentions texting]

What was wrong with it?

Do you? [She looks amused.] That is a bold color, not just anyone can pull it off. [beat] And you do so fairly well.

[After the collar is straightened, she backs off to look her up and down. Yes, that will do, then she gestures to the foyer.]

The mirror is out there, take a look. And it needs improvement. Your writing is good, but your texting is not- I believe you need to familiarize yourself with the typewriting alphabet.

[Eponine beams at the compliment and goes to take a look. She's pleased with what she sees in the reflection, and she spends several minutes primping and preening in front of the mirror, smiling in what she imagines is a flirtatious way. She's not even bothered by Hattie's suggestions, and simply calls back,]

This is why, Madame, I use the video or a phone. It is easier for me than texting.

[Hattie can tell exactly what Eponine is doing and can't help but smirk. Looking at her own reflection just so happens to be one of her favorite things to do!]

'My Lady' [she corrects with some annoyance.] Of course, whatever was I thinking?

[She'll lecture Eponine about it later. Best to let her have her fun for now.]

Yes, yes. My lady. Yes.

[She's barely listening as she twirls this way and that, pouting and posing and fixing her hair and pulling at her clothes and trying on the ear muffs. If she squints, she thinks she almost looks pretty. She's not coming back...]

[.. You're still here?? Hattie lets out a huff as she gets up again, then steps out into the foyer.]

If I recall, you're supposed to be finding an open shop, aren't you?

[She claps her hands twice.]

Go on, then! Time is money!

[Eponine pulls a face at Hattie and pulls on her boots.]

fine, madame. I will be back soon!

[And with that, she slams out, eager to show off her lovely new clothes]

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