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thecapitol2013-04-23 07:16 pm
iselldrugstothecommunity) wrote in thecapitol2013-04-23 07:16 pm
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We Could Wake and This Could All Be Gone [Closed]
WHO| Howard and Eponine
WHAT| Howard tracks his best friend down.
WHERE| Training Center
WHEN| Late week 5, after Howard's death by Hyperion.
WARNINGS| Descriptions of gore.
The first thing he does is look for Eponine. Before he eats, before he tries to shower off the memories of the Arena in the lavish Capitol baths, before he finds R or Julie or Sigma, he goes searching for her. He asks for her by name and by description, and everyone says they haven't seen her. They don't know if she's been brought back. So he tells himself, think like Eponine thinks, and it comes to him fairly easily.
He didn't hear from her in the Arena. He doesn't know if the last memory he'll ever have of her is of her dead body slumped in his lap, pieces of her head on him, a splatter of blood and brain and bone and matted hair. Her teeth red and yellow, her dainty profile pale against all the splash around her like a dark halo, her eye rolled up so the discolored iris is only a tiny slip against her eyelashes.
The idea rolls in his stomach and he has to pause his search to vomit in the sink on the first floor. It the only detour he makes on his search for her.
He finds her in the training center basement, where it's dark and quiet and she can be alone. At first, he barely recognizes her - any weight she's put back on in the Capitol has been stripped off her from the resurrection, and her hair hangs lankly over her face. He knocks on the opened door, illuminated by the light of the hall.
"Eponine?"
WHAT| Howard tracks his best friend down.
WHERE| Training Center
WHEN| Late week 5, after Howard's death by Hyperion.
WARNINGS| Descriptions of gore.
The first thing he does is look for Eponine. Before he eats, before he tries to shower off the memories of the Arena in the lavish Capitol baths, before he finds R or Julie or Sigma, he goes searching for her. He asks for her by name and by description, and everyone says they haven't seen her. They don't know if she's been brought back. So he tells himself, think like Eponine thinks, and it comes to him fairly easily.
He didn't hear from her in the Arena. He doesn't know if the last memory he'll ever have of her is of her dead body slumped in his lap, pieces of her head on him, a splatter of blood and brain and bone and matted hair. Her teeth red and yellow, her dainty profile pale against all the splash around her like a dark halo, her eye rolled up so the discolored iris is only a tiny slip against her eyelashes.
The idea rolls in his stomach and he has to pause his search to vomit in the sink on the first floor. It the only detour he makes on his search for her.
He finds her in the training center basement, where it's dark and quiet and she can be alone. At first, he barely recognizes her - any weight she's put back on in the Capitol has been stripped off her from the resurrection, and her hair hangs lankly over her face. He knocks on the opened door, illuminated by the light of the hall.
"Eponine?"
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"Nobody has ever said such a thing to me, Howard."
Take it as a yes. Please take it as a yes.
"I think I would like it, Howard..."
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"I think I'll like it too."