Another accidental video - re-entry with a new canon point

[makeflowersgrow]

[Dirty fingers brush over the NV screen when it switches on, leaving bloody streaks across the screen. The whole video is vibrating; as the fingers move, a view of the Newcomer apartments from the baseball diamond is clearly visible. Whoever is holding the NV is clearly a newcomer and clearly in some kind of trouble.

After a minute, there's a shallow gasp and a moan; the voice is high pitched, obviously a girl's. The NV falls, and goes black; it's camera down in the dirt. But it lasts only a minute. The owner of the voice goes to pick up her NV, gasping in agony as her hand curls around the device. It's obvious why; there's a hole shot clean through her palm and out of the back of her hand.]

Marius? Marius, where are you?

[The voice has a heavy French accent when she speaks, and just for a minute, Eponine's face comes into view. It's dirty and tear stained. Her hair is a mess, greasy and tangled but that is the least of Eponine's concerns. She's forced herself into a sitting position, and one hand she presses to her chest, - a chest which is bleeding profusely. She gasps again, and sinks down onto the ground and out of sight of her NV.Without anything to support her weight, she can't keep herself upright any more. She knows she's dying, and tears wet her cheeks. She feels sick and dizzy and the world - wherever she is, fades in and out. She needs to see him before she dies. Her breathing is getting more and more shallow. She has to ask his forgiveness.]

Mariussss...

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Action

[icy_heavens]

[Well. This is an . . . interesting sight. Not interesting in a good way. He doesn't like the girl at all, but nothing she's done is deserving of the death that's clearly creeping up on her.

[He's on his way in a moment, and it doesn't take him long to reach the field, blurring into view at Eponine's side. He kneels beside her to inspect the wound; he isn't a healer, but he knows a few kidou that may be able to stabilize her.] Quiet. You're wasting energy.

[He may be here, but expecting a calming demeanour out of him is a bit too much.]

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[makeflowersgrow]

[Eponine looks up at Hitsugaya and blinks in astonishment. She knows him. She knows that voice. But... how is he not in France?

She coughs, wanting to vomit, but it makes her gasp from the pain in her chest, and she reaches for Hitsugaya with her injured hand.]

M'sieur - tell Marius... please tell him I am here.

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[icy_heavens]

I don't know who you're talking about. And I told you to be quiet.

[Does no one listen to him? Tch.]

[Hn. Gunshot wound. He isn't exactly accustomed to these, despite his time here. But he can at least slow the bleeding a little before he moves her.]

Close your eyes; this will be bright.

[voice- a little while later to avoid conflicts!]

[mouthbreathing]

[Working all day to make up for lost time means that he doesn't get to the message for a short while- and at first Warsman's concern, heartfelt though it is, is more of less impersonal. As far as he can see there is someone on the network who needs help, and they need it quickly. He's too late to provide that particular service, in all likelihood, but his conscience definitely won't let him just let it go.

He's trying to figure out a way of asking after them when he hears the gasp- and freezes. Female. Young. Familiar. And immediately all the blood in his body turns to liquid nitrogen as he scrambles to work out who it could be.

It's only as she speaks that it becomes apparent, though, and somehow it's the worst imaginable possibility. After everything she's been through, everything she's put up with, it's Eponine who--]

Eponine? Eponine, is that you? Speak to me- please! [His voice is racing ahead of his thoughts, snared by panic and scrabbling for purchase on a response, any response at all.]

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[makeflowersgrow]

[It's a little later still by the time Eponine answers. She's tucked up in a hospital bed; the binding on her breasts has been cut and re-bandaged to guard the bullet wound, and her hand too is bandaged. Both wounds are healing well though already, thanks to the magic of the Port. Still, she's lost a lot of blood, and sounds exhausted.]

M'sieur? Warsman? Is that really you? I had... I thought I'd dreamed you.This whole place.

[mouthbreathing]

[He catches his breath for a moment, second-guessing the voice that answers him, before finally releasing it in a soft, endlessly relieved sigh.]

Thank goodness. [He still sounds anxious, of course, but she's obviously in hospital now, so the situation is mostly out of his hands. He manages to produce a very weak laugh for her.] I'd be flattered if you had dreamed of me. Did... you go home?

Video later

[the_dead_pool2]

[Its later when he sees this, but it is certainly surprising]

Holy shit cakes, you alright Eponine?! I'll be on my way. Just hang tight alright?

Re: Video later

[makeflowersgrow]

[She's in the hospital by the time she manages to clumsily switch her video on. She's drowsy from all the medication, and the severe loss of blood she's suffered. Perhaps Deadpool will see the bandages about her chest, binding her breasts tight, but holding the wound closed, and on her hand. She looks completely tired out.]

M'sieur... I am in the hospital. There is no need to fuss.

Video

[the_dead_pool2]

[He lets out a breath]

Hospital is it? So you are going to make it and all, thank God I was worried-- I mean-- thats cool.

video later

[towerlocked]

Eponine! What's happened?

Re: video later

[makeflowersgrow]

[It is, again, later by the time Eponine answers, after surgery to close her wounds and mend the holes in her body. She's bandaged up now, and in a hospital bed, though she looks pale and exhausted.she sounds pleased, though, to hear from Snow.]


Madame! I had forgotten you! Do not worry for me though; I will live... Now.

[towerlocked]

I'm glad to hear it. It would grieve me if you were gone.

[Private, Video, a day later]

[antinouswild]

[Enjolras mostly ignores the network, but he does see this.

He, of course, remembers her death, and the blanches when he sees the video. He covers his hand with his mouth and sits there for several minutes, stoic as a statue, before he is able to reply.

His voice is strained when he does.]

Mademoiselle Eponine?

Re: [Private, Video, a day later]

[makeflowersgrow]

It's a video she wakes up to; the French accent speaking her name just for a minute makes her think -

But no. It is his friend, the leader of the fight. Still she smiles]

hey, M'sieur Enjolras. It would seem I am back.

[antinouswild]

What happened to you?

[Yet there is much behind the question, not only pertaining to her injury and condition, but to her absence and return to the port.]

[ action ]

[hostage]

[They're business partners now, which means Jesse can't show overt concern in public. He does, however, track down her hospital room and arranges for an elaborate flower delivery - from "your friend at the shop".]

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[makeflowersgrow]

[That makes her laugh - such lovely flowers! She will have to ask Jesse for an advance too; she needs some pennies to pay her medical fees. At least he has not forgotten her!]

Action!

[inthejunk]

[He can't get an answer from her on her NV-did she switch it off by mistake? And by the time he makes it to the diamond via bicycle in the snow, she's not there. So he throws the bike aside. Screw it, Gilbert can yell at him for that later, and runs flat out to the trains.

It takes the better part if the ride to the hospital to catch his breath, and no one seems to want to sit beside him. When the train stops, he runs again. Full speed to the reception area, where security naturally grabs him.

They let him go eventually, when a stern nurse vouches for him. And reminds him that he's 17 now. Old enough to clean vomit puddles for her, thanks for volunteering. But that's fine. It doesn't matter. He'll clean them. Tommorrow, though. The rest of his today is slated fire airing at her bedside, until she wakes up after her surgery or whatever she's just undergone.]

Re: Action!

[makeflowersgrow]

[It takes a while for Eponine to wake up; she was just so exhausted from the battle and staying awake for days on end the blood loss. Her chest is bandaged tightly, right down to her stomach, and her left hand too; stitched and bandaged; it lies on top of her blankets. Her few posessions; pants and a blood soaked hat and a jacket lie piled on a chair.

As she comes round, she blinks sleepily.]

Oh! How peaceful death is.

[She blinks again, her eyes slowly focusing. And thenshe realises that she's not alone. That she's with a boy. A boy she recognises from...]

am I dreaming you, Yosuke?

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[fitofgrandair]

[The days since returning to the Port having been rough, Grantaire has been particularly lax about remembering that his NH exists. When he does recall, seeking distraction, he watches the girl's entry in silence, unable to discern what has happened, recognizing only that there is tremendous pain and a resonant longing that leaves him shaken.

He doesn't know when this entry occurred or whether she will be able to receive response--he assumes yes, still scarce able to believe that anyone truly dies here--but makes the attempt.]

Lady 'Ponine? You must say that you yet walk this wayward world.

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[makeflowersgrow]

[It's hours and hours later before Eponine answers, but answer she does. She's in a sterile-looking bed; her chest, what little is visible right up to her neck and down her arms is brown with iodine, and her chest and her left hand are well bandaged with clean white linen. She doesn't look happy; her face is streaked with tears, but she's not crying now]

M'sieur Grantaire. I am still alive.

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[psychopath]

[he knows, pretty much, that broadcasting this means someone will be able to help her, so that means! yes, she'll live. he'll be quite upset if one of his pets die.]

Call me back when you can, my lady.

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[makeflowersgrow]

[It's a day or so before Eponine remembers to call Jack back. She had been fading in and out of consciousness when she got the original message and just forgot about it, what with Hattie drama and Yosuke drama and Jesse issues...]

M'sieur, you phoned me? And I am still not a lady. Definitely not now.

*action - ICly about three days after the post!

[servingmichael]

[It's late, well on into the Darkness. Raphael had peeked and seen Eponine was asleep and then had flown into her hospital room. He doubted the flutter of his wings would wake her, so he settled into the visitor's chair, the low ambient light of the room, his dark suit - he's not much but a shadow, it's only the white of his shirt that pops.]

Re: *action - ICly about three days after the post!

[makeflowersgrow]

[No, it doesn't disturb her. Eponine's flat out on her back, still hooked up to various machines measuring pulses and blood and whatever else hospitals need to measure. Machines blip and bleep, but Eponine doesn't stir. For a change, she looks quite peaceful, but even in sleep, her brow creases in frown lines. Raphael will have to wake her if he wants to talk to her.]