Tell me do you think I'm dumb?

[iphigeneia]

Who| Felicity & Open
What| The TV special reveals that Eponine has been sneaking around behind Felicity's back. Let's just say she's not happy about it.
Where| D2 Suite ; D3 ; Training room ;
When| Anytime after the Caesar Flickerman TV special.
Warnings/Notes| Open to everyone, tag in however you like!

D2 Suites

Felicity wasn't just livid when she saw the broadcast footage of Eponine cuddled up with Grantaire. She was humiliated, utterly. At last, she'd started to come to terms with herself, with her attraction to women, lowered herself to Eponine's level, and now what had Eponine done? She'd carried on with a man! With Grantaire, of all men! The indignity of it all! Felicity could scream, she was so appalled by everything.

"I'll kill them both!" She declared to no one in particular as soon as the mandatory viewing period had passed. "Those awful creatures deserve each other!"


D3 Suites

She entered the third floor suite uninvited, not caring at all if her presence there was unwelcome at all. She was angry and she was going to make that rage known to whoever she happened to come across first. And then, when she was done, she'd find that troll of a human, Grantaire, and beat the hell out of him. And when she was done with that, she'd tell Eponine exactly what she thought of her. And then Felicity would be satisfied and superior once more, and all would be right with the world.


Training Room

Once she was sufficiently calmed, she made her way to the training facilities. She'd been bested by Roland last time, unable to use her weapons skills against someone who was simply stronger and faster than she was. It was something she'd need to work on. What good was a dagger or a bow if she was pinned down beneath a man who had the strength to keep her down.

She still was a bit clueless when it came to strength training, but she would work on it on and off by herself, peppering in her routines of fencing and archery as needed to liven things up. Four Arenas in a row she'd made it to the end. Arena 13 she would win, so help her God.

Comments

[gardienne]

Eponine had realised that, once again, she was going to be in trouble from the moment that video was aired. And she had absolutely no offence. She had tried, truly, truly tried to love Felicity the way Felicity loved her. Oh, but a man.

But she was still rotten.

Calmly, she plaited her hair in front of her mirror. Felicity was going to be angry. She plaited the next bit. So angry. Her fingers snagged against a knot. She deserved the pain. She tied a bobble around the end. She should go and find Felicity before - well... she didn't want Grantaire hurt.

She left her room.

Too late.

"Felicity..." Eponine trailed off. What could she say? She knew what Felicity must feel like, and it was the worst feeling in the world.

[iphigeneia]

"You."

Felicity's voice was more of a growl than anything else. She had the look in her eyes of an animal ready to strike. Her whole body was tense with the sort of rage that couldn't be fully contained. If left unchecked, Felicity would do Eponine serious harm.

"Haven't you anything to say to yourself, whore?!" She demanded.

[gardienne]

Eponine flinched at the name. Not that it was the first time she had beencalled it, of course, but hearing it from Felicity, in that upper class British accent somehow made it feel ten times worse.

She put her hands up , as if warding Fee back.

"I didn't think you'd see." She swallowed. "And you and I... Well, I have done more with other girls than you. You would not even kiss me."

She tried to turn the blame on Felicity.

[iphigeneia]

"It all makes sense." Felicity stalked toward Eponine, laughing dismissively at the girl's foolish attempts to dismiss her. "You are literally an ungrateful whore and I am degraded for even speaking to you. No. No, you are not a whore. He didn't have to pay you. You gave yourself to him without a fee. And you turn it on me? The nerve of you! I would not act like a common slut, so you decided to pull duty for the pair of us. What a laugh! What a joke you are! You couldn't keep your legs closed, it is plain and simple!"

She took a deep breath, fists clenching. "You are dead to me. Do you understand that? You are dead. And next arena, you will be doubly so. And the arena after that? Triply."

[gardienne]

Eponine folded her arms in to herself, flinching as Felicity's words hit her.

"You make me sound like some slut who opens her legs for every man." She tried to laugh, but it got lost somewhere in her throat, and a choking noise came from her mouth instead. "He weren't every man. He were.... he said I were beautiful. He made me feel - God!" She shook her head, chewing on the inside of her lip.

"I tried to love you, Fee. I tried to give you everything you wanted. I tried to make you happy - but you never showed me how. Always just contradicting me and that. Well, you might have more learning than me, but we are both here now, ain't we? and a lot of good your manners are doing you. I get further on my back than you do with your head. Just... Oh."

Eponine stretches out her hand, trying to take Felicity's. "Don't. Don't be so silly of it all.You won't kill me in the arena, we both know that. Come. Fee, please."