When all the world is a hopeless jungle...

[gardienne]

Who: Eponine and Sigma (closed); Eponine and OPEN
What: Sigma's upset Eponine, D3 is gone, Jessica's a mess and her friends are dead. Eponine is slowly collapsing.
When Straight after Sigma's announcement. The open part is after Eponine's encounter with Sigma
Where: For the open part, on the kerb of the Tribute Tower
Warnings: EVERYWHERE - references to death, torture, sex, genocide, prostitution: actual attempted murder, blood, underage drinking and drugs: SPOILERS FOR ZERO ESCAPE



Eponine's mascara runs down her cheeks in ugly black stripes. She doesn't care, doesn't realise. Sigma's a Game Maker. Her adopted Pa, the man she had learned to love... She covers her face with her hands, splattered with red and white blood, and sobs.

She's tried to stay strong, all through the District Three mess. She's tried her best to be there for Jessica and not to mess up - again - and she's tried to do as she's told. But... but there's nobody left now. Nobody at all.

Eponine clutches a bottle of cheap brandy in one hand, and re-arranges her blood-stained skirt with the other. It hadn't taken long to find a man desperate enough to give her enough for a shot of morphling and a bottle of brandy.

She sits now, contemplating the drug. She's never taken anything like it before. The man said it would take her 'over the rainbow'. It's a nice wish.

She takes a swig from her brandy and bends to hide her face in her skirts, back heaving from the force of her sobs.

She just doesn't know what to do any more.

Comments

[gardienne]

"I cut him a few times. He bleeds white." Eponine bites her lip. This is about the most awkward conversation she has ever had, speaking so candidly about her crimes to someone she can't trust.
"I wish he had died, though. He is an evil man. He lies to me. God, I am sick of lies."

She swigs again from her bottle and wipes her mouth with the back of her hand. "D'you want brandy?"

[pythianjudgment]

"Nope. I like my senses fully functional, and not gunked up with terrible scents and tastes." Which is exactly what alcohol seems to do to her, even disregarding the effect that it has on her mental capabilities. She is pretty much one hundred percent Not A Fan, so she waves off the offer with one hand.

"Somehow I doubt that you wish he was dead." People who are upset rarely mean the things that they say. At least that's what she's noticed. "I think you'd wish more that he wouldn't be as much of an ass, but him being dead wouldn't make anything better for you.

[gardienne]

"I do though. I wish... Don't you understand, Miss?" Eponine looks up bleakly. "Mr. Sigma is a Game Maker. He is in league with the very men who keep us here. God, I am stupid. I tell him all of my secrets - of course, he tells them so they happen to me. And not just me, all of us.Don't you see? God, I wish he were dead. I wish I had never met him... he said he were my Papa. It were all a lie."

Eponine looks just a little bit lost. She feels really quite a little bit alone. But she wipes her tears angrily with the back of her hand.

"Someone had to try to stop it so that no more of our secrets are told."

[pythianjudgment]

"People say a lot of things, but I don't smell him avoiding the arenas any time soon. He's just as stuck as the rest of us." And somehow, Terezi doesn't think he's the type of person to pander for secrets then go running to the Capitol with them. It's a lot more petty and underhanded than Sigma has been with her in the past.

But then again, her judgment has been painfully wrong before.

"I would suggest you not try to knife him again, but I know you're not obligated to listen to me. Bumping him off isn't worth getting your own neck wrung." And she doubts that Eponine is capable of actually carrying out murder without being 100% obvious about it.

[gardienne]

"Yeah I know." Eponine slurps from her bottle. "I'm just... I am so mad. Mad, I suppose. He said he were a father to me and different from my real father and... and he's just the same. It ain't fair. I always get the rubbish. I am sick of it!"

[pythianjudgment]

"If you are sick of untrustworthy people, then maybe you should be more careful about who you trust." It might be a little harsh, but Terezi isn't well known for being kind or even sensitive when it comes to words of wisdom. Sometimes a little bluntness is more valuable than tact.

"I don't know what kind of company you keep, but people can only lie to you if you believe them. For instance, I could stand here and tell you that I am concerned for you and your well-being. I'm not, of course, but I know that a couple of good deeds might convince you that I am, and then I could do whatever I wanted with that trust. It is up to you to not let that happen."

[gardienne]

"Perhaps it is that I am sick of always being suspicious, Miss." Eponine sighed and smiled a little bit, despite herself. "But it is nice for the truth. I know you don't like me so well. I should rather know, I think, even if it is horrid to know. You think I should trust nobody at all? That is as Paris - but it were so lonely. I have learned friends since. I should miss friends now."