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thecapitol2014-09-03 11:51 pm
gardienne) wrote in thecapitol2014-09-03 11:51 pm
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Who: Eponine and Eva
What: Mother-daughter times
Where: Eva's house
When: After Eponine's arena death
Warnings: Mentions of death, suicide, branding, sex, erm...
There is nowhere that Eponine feels safer in the whole of the Capitol than in Eva's bed in her little house. When the nightmares come, and they do come more and more frequently now, it's to Eva's bed that Eponine runs, crawling beneath the duvet and cuddling tight to Eva, smelling her hair, her pyjamas - anything to remind herself that she's real and alive and that somebody loves her. It's the first place she came after being woken from the arena, and it's the place she keeps returning to, night after night, even when Eva is not there.
Eponine is ignorant of Eva's relationship with Wallander: she suspects Eva is at a man's house, but she's too wrapped up in her own woes to question. She just longs for Eva to return, to embrace her and love her and to love in return.
Whilst she waits, she wraps herself in one of Eva's ball gowns, all horns and sharp. Eponine doesn't like the dress, but already, she feels just a little bit more confident in herself. She feels like Eva. She even has a brand like Eva. Looking at herself in the mirror in Eva's bedroom, Eponine touches her brand again. It's as raw as ever, but she doesn't care. In a way, despite it's hideousness, she sort of likes it. It makes her the same as Eva, and Eva is the best person she knows.
She stays in Eva's room, still wrapped in Eva's dress, playing with the odd bit of makeup she can find, until Eva comes home.
What: Mother-daughter times
Where: Eva's house
When: After Eponine's arena death
Warnings: Mentions of death, suicide, branding, sex, erm...
There is nowhere that Eponine feels safer in the whole of the Capitol than in Eva's bed in her little house. When the nightmares come, and they do come more and more frequently now, it's to Eva's bed that Eponine runs, crawling beneath the duvet and cuddling tight to Eva, smelling her hair, her pyjamas - anything to remind herself that she's real and alive and that somebody loves her. It's the first place she came after being woken from the arena, and it's the place she keeps returning to, night after night, even when Eva is not there.
Eponine is ignorant of Eva's relationship with Wallander: she suspects Eva is at a man's house, but she's too wrapped up in her own woes to question. She just longs for Eva to return, to embrace her and love her and to love in return.
Whilst she waits, she wraps herself in one of Eva's ball gowns, all horns and sharp. Eponine doesn't like the dress, but already, she feels just a little bit more confident in herself. She feels like Eva. She even has a brand like Eva. Looking at herself in the mirror in Eva's bedroom, Eponine touches her brand again. It's as raw as ever, but she doesn't care. In a way, despite it's hideousness, she sort of likes it. It makes her the same as Eva, and Eva is the best person she knows.
She stays in Eva's room, still wrapped in Eva's dress, playing with the odd bit of makeup she can find, until Eva comes home.
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What she says next comes from the heart, comes from a place of honesty that's painful. It's not spoken so much as birthed, ripping through flesh and the barriers of life and death to reach the air.
"You, Eponine, are the only living person I love as well. Everyone else is just useful at best."
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"I am so glad I found you, Eva. You make every day so much more bearable. I should have tried to kill myself a long time ago without you. I do not even know of any such way I can ever repay you. For everything. I do so love you."
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But she doesn't, because she's kept a stiff upper lip through worse. She just wraps her arms back around Eponine and pats her back.
"I'll never ask for repayment, dear. You've given me a second chance at love. That's all I've wanted."
She lies.