sirenspull | video 3

Hey.

[Yosuke greets Eponine gently. She looks wrecked. The cold has him antsy, though he does his best not to show it. Chills send his heart pounding, and ice makes his blood run cold. But it's only for a moment that he has to step out of the warm cab. He shrugs the borrowed jacket off his shoulders, and wraps it around Eponine's, offering her a hand up. He's shivering violently himself, but it's nothing to do with regulating body temperature.]

C'mon, get in. Let's get you somewhere safe.

[She smiles when she realises that the person bending over her is Yosuke]

You came. I didn't think you would.

[She already has a coat on; it's drab and grey, Ella's apparently - as is the jumper and now tattered pants that she's wearing. Still, she hugs Yosuke's closer round her shoulders as he pulls her up.]

Wait - my -

[She fumbles for her gin bottle. She can't go without that.] Where're we going?

Huh? Why wouldn't I? I just said I would.

[The scent of the gin makes him swallow down the impulse to gag -some bartender he is, eh?- but he doesn't argue with her. He'll get that away from her later, and pour it into a toilet. It's really just saving the middle step that way, anyhow. Where they're going is a different matter, though. He can't take her home, there's drunks all over the place there. And Rsul probably won't let him keep a hooker in his room there, so that's out.

Keigo would just ogle her, and then Yosuke would have to punch him. And that seems pretty exhausting, really. So he gives the address for Gil's place after all. That should work. No one pays much attention to anything at all around there.]

To a fireplace, remember? And we'll get something in you to disk up that booze, too. I hope you like eggs. It's all I know how to make, to tell you the truth.

I didn't think you were real... you were gone, you pigee? I was thinking you were in my tronche. I am happy you are not though.

[Once in the car, she leans her head against Yosuke's shoulder, and raises the bottle to her lips again. Considering she's drank so much, that she isn't throwing up right now is impressive.]

Hahhh - fireplaces. Yes - that was in the dream too. I made eggs for Dorian- he didn't like them though. He's going to shout at me now, but I don't care.

[He blinks in confusion at that, but wraps an arm around her anyway. He's still a skinny kid, but not painfully so like he was before. His ribs don't jut dangerously anymore, and in fact, there's a sleek new layer of wiry muscle all over him. His arms are stronger, and more sure around her than they were the last time.

The scent of the gin that close almost makes Yosuke throw up, even if it doesn't seem to be bothering Eponine. It also earns them a dirty look from the driver. But it's not that important just now.]

What happened to that guy? Is he still around? Man, talk about someone not suited to take care if themselves, huh?

[Sadly, context clues aren't really his thing most of the time. Sorry Eponine.]

[Eponine doesn't notice nor care about what the driver thinks of her. She just cuddles close into Yosuke. And, sorry dude, but she is way too far gone to notice your muscle mass.]

Aye - Ha'ie has 'im at her house. So now I 'ave ter run round after 'em both, mornin' and night. He is not a nice man, him. Calls me an 'ore.

[She takes another swig, coughing as bile rises in her throat, but she swallows both it and the gin.]

What'm I gonna do, M'sieur?

((doh! I meant to include translations - pingee means 'understand', and tronche means 'head'))

[Story of his life, of course! It only matters in that he's officially the more solid and healthy of the two now, which is useful in this turnabout. And gives him enough of a physical advantage to pry the gin away from a drunk friend...or attempt it anyway.]

C'mon, enough of that. You won't like what comes after if you keep going, trust me. Anyway, why stay there if those guys aren't treating you nice? You should let someone take better care of you.

[Eponine lets go of the gin easily enough, as soon as Yosuke tries to pull it away]

Jus' one sip, M'sieur. I want some more.

[She smiles to herself] She's gonna make me a lady so Marius'll love me.

I'll get you some tea instead.

[The gin gets rarer unceremoniously tossed out the window, which gets a curse from the driver and an angry honk from the next car back, but even when the dude pulls over to throw them out they're close enough, anyway.

Yosuke chucks the money from the till his way and crouches, offering Eponine a piggyback since she's a bit unsteady at the moment.]

Don't worry, it's not far. Just try not to be sick on me, huh? The guy who does my laundry won't like it.

What're you doing?

[She's never had a piggy back before, but once she realises, she clambers on awwkwardly]

Oh! How fun! Is this the way to the fire? Where is my gin?

[She had apparently missed the bottle throwing]

Yeah, it's just down this huge stupid driveway.

[He turns a corner, and sure enough there's a gate. It's a good thing Eponine isn't very heavy, because it really is a bit of a hike. But at the end, blocking out the skyline, is nothing short of an actual mansion. It's an estate, in fact. Hedge mazes, huge garden out back, all of that. And Yosuke apparently has the code to the gate, because in they go. At least the effort of supporting the extra weight keeps him warmer than he would be alone.]

If you see a dog the size of a house, speak up. I'm not in the mood to play human squeak you right now.

Dogs are not houses, M'sieur.

[She starts to laugh, slightly hysterically, but laughing nonetheless]

But this house is lovely. It is the kind I will have when I'm a lady.

[She just gazes in awe - is this the same house that Jack had brought her to?]

[Yosuke grunts a bit but leaves it at that for now. At least just this once he's not the one making a fool of himself. Anyway, it's nice to be the one looking after someone else. It suits him a lot more than the usual being looked after, he happens to think. Plus, he's totally kicking ass at it so far!]

Don't wriggle so much. I'm trying not to drop you!

"Oh! I'm sorry."

[She leans forward, resting her chin on his shoulder.]

my Papa used to give me such rides when I was little. Nobody else ever has though. You are a good friend, Yosuke!

[She winds her fingers through his hair, stroking and petting the strands.] And such lovely hair. You will make a lady happy, Yosuke.
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Yeah, not too shabby, huh?

[He starts to tease, but then she puts her hands in his hair and he almost stops walking. Uuungh, does that ever feel good. But then she compliments him, and his hips nearly give an involuntary jerk. Flattery really does him in, though Eponine probably can't remember it in her current state.

Still, it'll be good to set her down again. Under the booze she smells of girl, and feels like a girl. A beautiful girl. On his back, tickling his ear with her breath. Running her fingers through his hair. Saying nice things. He squirms a little in spite of himself, glad for the cold just this once. It's only natural for his body to react, isn't it? She's teasing him! It's either wonderful or painful, and he can't decide which. So he dutifully keeps going, towards the front steps.]

Y-you think so?

"Of course! You are the nicest man I know except Marius. Perhaps... Maybe you are nicer than him. You look after me!"

She continues to play with hishair. Eponine doesn't seem to notice that they're not moving, or rather, that Yosuke is moving though his feet are stationary. Instead, she turns her face and leans forward so she can kiss his cheek.

"Perhaps the best friend I have ever had. Maybe the only real one... M'sieur, you are lovely. Any girl should be lucky to have you."

"I ought to get you to tell them that."

He hurries, though. Both to get them in out of the cold winds and to put a respectable distance between the two of them. Or maybe straddle her knees and butterfly kiss his way up the curve of her ne- shit, NO. Yosuke closes his eyes for a moment and groans quietly at himself. Yeah, some friend he is.

Luckily, it's only another dozen or so steps to the door, which he's all too happy to open and stumble inside. After a bit of a fight with the wind, it closes again. He leans against the wall inside for a moment, careful of Eponine, and catches his breath.

"Um. Do you want food or a bath first?"

"I will. I will tell everyone you like, Yosuke."
Eponine laughs, and as soon as they're inside, slides off his back.

"Oh, it's warm already. I had forgotten the cold here until today... where is my gin? That is what I really need, not such things as baths and food. Today - today, I will drink for it is the only way I shall be merry today! Where is my gin?"

Besides, the water today is darkness-infested all day. Eponine certainly has no intention of getting into that!

Okay, so a bath is out. But he's definitely not getting her more to drink. Maybe some juice or tea or whatever. After a moment of consideration, he takes her hand and leads her toward the kitchen.

"C'mon, it's just up ahead."

Eponine dances after him, charmed to think that her gin is somehow ahead.The world seems so much brighter with alcohol, so much gigglier. She loves it, she embraces it.

"So where?"

She looks around the kitchen expectantly.

He'd been hoping Gilbert might be in the kitchen, as he so often was. But no such luck. Damn it. He's shit at most things in the kitchen.

Yosuke scratches his head with his free hand, sending a but of an aftershock up his own spine at the memory of Eponine's hands twining in his locks. Right. Well, hopefully toast and tea will do. Maybe some eggs.

"Sit down. Over there. I'll bring you something, alright?"

Eponine wanders over and sits obediently, slumping back in the chair.

"This is a nice house, Yosuke. Nicer than your flat. I like it better here."

She sighs. "Why d'you think he lied to me? Do you really think he loved me? Or he was just using me?"

[There's at least 50 things he wants to say, but then the last part throws him off. Yosuke stops, mid-reach for the kettle, and stares.]

What? Who? What?

DEADPOOL.

[She slams her hand on the table in frustration, before putting both arms on top of the table and burying her head in them.]

Deadpool. He LIED to me. He- I am not scared of AGI, you know I am not. I will spit in their face if they do anything to me - but he let me get in trouble. He had him all along. Where is that gin?

"Maybe you should start at the beginning. I don't think I understand yet."

Tea. They're definitely going to need some tea. Or...maybe Eponine would like cocoa. That can't be too hard to make, can it?

Yosuke rummages through the cupboards for a bit until be finds some cocoa powder, and squints at the back label. Is this in French? Damn. Eponine probably isn't any better off to read it at the moment than he is, so he'll just have to guess...

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Oops autotypos.

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Ah I found your dictionary yonks ago never fear.

Re:Still. Bad manners, innit?

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And that's what happens when your friend leaves his Eponine account logged in. Doh!

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