[Eponine scowls. She goes to the corner but she very deliberately moves the stool out of the way so she can stand, leaning her back against the walls.]
[She would be there for a few hours, but Kosem's silence and lack of acknowledgment continues as well. Once done with accounts, she makes herself some lunch, accompanied by a bit of wine. There was a book she wanted to read as well.
[Eponine glares and then let’s go of the glass in her hand. If it’s glass, it’ll surely shatter. Luckily for Kosem, Eponine hadn’t quite got round to pouring the wine yet. She stomps back to the corner and sits down grumpily.]
[The glass stays on the floor, showing that act of defiance doesn't get glance, not even a flinch. Anything Eponine did or said, she didn't see or hear. She was a shadow in this flat.
Another hour, leaving her to sit in the corner without acknowledgement.]
[In the end, Eponine sits hunched in the corner. Her knees are drawn up to her chest and her head is bent, pressing into her knees. She doesn’t look up, doesn’t fidget, doesn’t react.
[When Eponine looks up, her expression is glassy. Silently, she bends to pick up the glass, sucking her finger when it cuts her. She doesn’t complain. She just does as she’s told. She doesn’t reach for any food but just stands quietly, hands twisting and her gaze firmly on the floor. ]
[The pose is penitent, what she was looking for. She had dealt so long with Osman, aggression, threats and cold rage had been her natural response. That wasn't needed with Eponine. Now she understood better and the next time would be easier.
She saw to the cut, dabbing her finger with a wet cloth before putting a band-aid on it (apparently these were something to use.)]
[She made her plate all the same, picking the fruit and cheese she knew Eponine liked best.]
A wish many of us have.
[She looked at Eponine in disappointment, at the very least acknowledging her.]
When you behave badly, this is what you can expect. I will not tolerate or give my attention to someone who disappoints me. This was your first offense, you've had your punishment, now the night will be easier and warmer.
Starting with this: [She presented her the plate, lovingly prepared.] If you eat everything, you may have chocolate as well. Come sit by me and I'll brush your hair.
You threatened the police on me. That ain't nice. And you didn't even care to hear what was said to me. The spit was justified.I don't want your cheese nor your wine. I don't like being ignored and all afternoon you do it. You make me feel like a mouse.
It doesn't matter what she said, there is no excuse to spit on someone who insults you. I know you said you wanted to be like a lady and be accepted more by others. Spitting on someone is not the way to do that.
Especially not here. You're a submissive who's already insulted all the Dominants in this city. Now it will get around that you're spitting on them, regardless of the reason, which will lead to more severe punishments in the future. Prison isn't what I'd give you, it's what the city will give you.
[She shrugged her shoulders, fully prepared to return to her day.]
You hate that I ignored you today? Why should I give my attention to someone who is looking to only bring trouble and is bent on being punished again and again by the city? Why should I put myself in that danger?
If you do these things and react to every perceived insult, you won't find understanding or attention here.
Then what? Poison in her wine so she vomits and shits everywhere? Not to kill her but so everyone laughs? We could do that?
[Eponine's dull eyes sparkle and she claps her hands together as she imagines Kate and all of the other stuck up misses not being able to control their bowels.]
You're right. That is a better idea than spitting.
[Her smile turns to a frown.] I hate being a submissive. It's not fair. Always to be told what to do and told off and punished for speaking. There are lots that I prefer to Paris but this is not one of them. I dislike they have eyes and ears everywhere. In Paris, it were more free. I like that.
[Eponine's frown deepens.]
I didn't ask you to be my dominant. You asked me, Ma'am. I said yes for Mr Greyson, not you. I didn't ask you, and I didn't ask for you to be in danger.You shouldn't have chosen me. I am just trouble. You should have chosen someone nice, like Miss Blair. Or Ella. She's pretty. She would have been good for you, not a brat like your Eponine.
No, not that. I mean you endure it and don't rise to the provocation. The more you respond to perceived insults, the more you embody what they already think of you.
[She's reaching her limit for the day.]
Why do you need to laugh at them? Why do you even need to give them attention? You can be above them without paying any mind to them.
I know you didn't ask me.
I remember as well that you preferred Grayson for your contract. How does he feel about this trouble you cause? Does he wish to expose himself to that danger?
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Date: 2022-08-06 08:51 am (UTC)Her voice is soft and dismissive.]
Go sit in the corner.
[There was a stool for her, low to the ground.]
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Date: 2022-08-06 08:55 am (UTC)Slowly she lowers her skirt and stands straight.
With a sigh, she hesitantly goes to the stool and sits down.]
What’s happening?
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Date: 2022-08-06 08:58 am (UTC)Once she has finished her prayer, picks up the writing desk next to her and begins to manage her accounts.
This is far more important.]
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Date: 2022-08-06 08:59 am (UTC)[Eponine watches her for a while. Then she gets up and goes over to her.]
What’s happening, Madame?
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Date: 2022-08-06 09:02 am (UTC)[That was all she'd say. She doesn't look up or answer her question.
Only those three words.]
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Date: 2022-08-06 09:04 am (UTC)This is stupid
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Date: 2022-08-06 09:08 am (UTC)[Again, no comment. Not a look, not a true acknowledgement.]
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Date: 2022-08-06 09:13 am (UTC)All things that did not involve Eponine.]
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Date: 2022-08-06 09:49 am (UTC)Madame?
[She goes to help herself to a glass of wine]
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Date: 2022-08-06 09:55 am (UTC)Sit in the corner.
[The book was clearly fascinating. Why else was she not looking at Eponine or paying attention to her?]
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Date: 2022-08-06 10:14 am (UTC)She stomps back to the corner and sits down grumpily.]
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Date: 2022-08-06 10:34 am (UTC)Another hour, leaving her to sit in the corner without acknowledgement.]
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Date: 2022-08-06 11:09 am (UTC)You may get up now. Have some supper, but first clean up the glass.
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Date: 2022-08-06 12:42 pm (UTC)She saw to the cut, dabbing her finger with a wet cloth before putting a band-aid on it (apparently these were something to use.)]
Come on. I'll get you some fruit and cheese.
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Date: 2022-08-06 12:46 pm (UTC)[She’s quiet, subdued.]
I want to go home.
[Eponine hates being ignored. She’d take a beating, smacks, insults, punches over being ignored any day.]
I feel like a ghost. I want to go home.
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Date: 2022-08-07 03:30 am (UTC)A wish many of us have.
[She looked at Eponine in disappointment, at the very least acknowledging her.]
When you behave badly, this is what you can expect. I will not tolerate or give my attention to someone who disappoints me. This was your first offense, you've had your punishment, now the night will be easier and warmer.
Starting with this: [She presented her the plate, lovingly prepared.] If you eat everything, you may have chocolate as well. Come sit by me and I'll brush your hair.
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Date: 2022-08-07 04:55 am (UTC)[She shakes her head stubbornly.]
I don’t want it. I told you. My tummy feels all peculiar.
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Date: 2022-08-07 05:41 am (UTC)[She's a bit concerned now, brushing back Eponine's hair to feel her forehead. Full mother mode activated.]
Sip a bit of wine and sit with me. You will feel better soon.
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Date: 2022-08-07 06:49 pm (UTC)[Eponine scowls once more.]
You threatened the police on me. That ain't nice. And you didn't even care to hear what was said to me. The spit was justified.I don't want your cheese nor your wine. I don't like being ignored and all afternoon you do it. You make me feel like a mouse.
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Date: 2022-08-07 09:34 pm (UTC)Especially not here. You're a submissive who's already insulted all the Dominants in this city. Now it will get around that you're spitting on them, regardless of the reason, which will lead to more severe punishments in the future. Prison isn't what I'd give you, it's what the city will give you.
[She shrugged her shoulders, fully prepared to return to her day.]
You hate that I ignored you today? Why should I give my attention to someone who is looking to only bring trouble and is bent on being punished again and again by the city? Why should I put myself in that danger?
If you do these things and react to every perceived insult, you won't find understanding or attention here.
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Date: 2022-08-07 10:02 pm (UTC)[Eponine's dull eyes sparkle and she claps her hands together as she imagines Kate and all of the other stuck up misses not being able to control their bowels.]
You're right. That is a better idea than spitting.
[Her smile turns to a frown.] I hate being a submissive. It's not fair. Always to be told what to do and told off and punished for speaking. There are lots that I prefer to Paris but this is not one of them. I dislike they have eyes and ears everywhere. In Paris, it were more free. I like that.
[Eponine's frown deepens.]
I didn't ask you to be my dominant. You asked me, Ma'am. I said yes for Mr Greyson, not you. I didn't ask you, and I didn't ask for you to be in danger.You shouldn't have chosen me. I am just trouble. You should have chosen someone nice, like Miss Blair. Or Ella. She's pretty. She would have been good for you, not a brat like your Eponine.
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Date: 2022-08-07 10:19 pm (UTC)[She's reaching her limit for the day.]
Why do you need to laugh at them? Why do you even need to give them attention? You can be above them without paying any mind to them.
I know you didn't ask me.
I remember as well that you preferred Grayson for your contract. How does he feel about this trouble you cause? Does he wish to expose himself to that danger?
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