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[weneedasign]

 [There's the sound of a guitar coming from the amphitheater early in the morning. It's nothing special, just a few simple chords to warm-up being done over and over again with the occasional pause.

For those that plan to investigate they'll find Enjolras sitting in one of the first rows playing. By his side is a notebook, the page covered in words that have been furiously crossed out and a letter beneath it.

He's not exactly in the mood for company or to talk, but he won't turn anyone away if they want so feel free to come bother him.]

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[weneedasign]

[He stays silent for a moment, choosing his words carefully because he doesn't want Eponine to misinterpret what he means.

He doesn't react to the mention about her virginity, though he frowns inwardly. Now isn't the time to talk about that, though.]

So, now you have the chance to see relationships from a different way. It doesn't hurt to take it slow... Or at least I assume. [He gives a small shrug.] I'm not the best person to talk to regarding relationships.

[He's never had one.]

I highly doubt half the camp hates you.

[ospreyed]

It's just... uncomfortable. [She frowns.] I don't know where I'm going with it, you know? It's a slow-burn and I'm the sort of person who does instant gratification, or I don't do it at all. [That was one of the side-effects of living the way she did. Tomorrow was never promised. Just do it now.]

They do. If they don't hate me because of me as a person, they hate me because I cursed camp to be dry.

[weneedasign]

I'd imagine any start of a relationship is a bit uncomfortable. [It's said in more of a questioning tone. He really doesn't know, this is far out of his element but he's going to try for Eponine.] How do you know that a slow-burn wont make it even better when the time comes?

Fuck them then. [He frowns.] Anyone who is going to hate you because they can't drink should take a look at their priorities in life. There's more to life then alcohol.

[ospreyed]

I just know.

[That, and she's too stubborn to admit that maybe Enjolras has a very good point.]

Yeah? Not all of us have the liberty of having a shit ton of money to do things with.

[weneedasign]

And what if you're wrong?

[If he's learned anything, it's that they really never know anything for sure.]

See, and here I thought alcohol and drugs cost money. [He shrugs.] There is still more to life then any of that though. And the camp being dry is hardly a reason to hate someone.

[ospreyed]

[She won't discuss her being wrong. No way. Conversation over, E. At least, that part.

But as for drugs...]

They are for me. I know where to get 'em, and how to get 'em, and who will give 'em for what. [Okay, so it wasn't always money that she dealt with.]

You don't know how kids with addictions are.

[weneedasign]

[He might push the topic later because there's always the chance. Sometimes you just have to admit you're wrong.]

They were. [He hates to use the past tense, but, well.] You have a chance, you know, to find different, healthier, ways to spend your time.

[ospreyed]

Find some other addiction? [She raises an eyebrow.] It'll be fun trying to find one I can get gratis. Though, fuck, I know a couple'a guys in the city who'd gimme a cheap price on some tattoos. That's supposed to be an addiction right there.

[weneedasign]

Addiction probably isn't the best term to use, but I figured you'd brush me off if I used something like hobby.

[He raises an eyebrow back at her.]

A tattoo?

[ospreyed]

You know me too well. Stop it.


Yeah. I've always had a million thoughts about 'em. One of those inevitability. The Patron-Minette guys have 'em. [She'd probably get their tattoo, too, at some point.]

[weneedasign]

Sorry, I'm not sure I can stop that.

[He nods, weighing the options in his head. Tattoos seem like the safest route Eponine could go. It's better then poisoning herself.]

Why not get one of them, then?

[ospreyed]

Done.

[She already knows what she wants.]

And you're coming with me.

[weneedasign]

I am?

[He raises an eyebrow at that.]

[ospreyed]

Yeah. You are.

See the side of New York that tourists don't get to see. And, we both know, if I'm left unsupervised, I'm likely to never come back.

[weneedasign]

That's a very compelling point.

We'll have to talk to Chiron.

[He frowns, eyes flickering back to his notebook before back to Eponine. The wheels in his head are turning.]

[ospreyed]

That will go over so well, I'm sure.

Let's just leave the tattoo out of it and say I wanna show you the dark side of the city.

[weneedasign]

I think I can think of a few things to convince him. Can you be on your best behavior?

[The last part was said in jest because he knows Eponine.]

[ospreyed]

[She gives him a look.]

I'll be a regular angel.