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[Eponine's a tiny little ball of fire, and right now, that fire is directed right towards the screen.]

Damian Wayne!

I wish to speak with you immediately. Had I another way to contact you, I would. But it is of the utmost importance, and I demand you respond to me right now!

[She'll be damned if her new little sister gets her heart broken the way Eponine had had hers smashed into bits. You don't get to be a jerk to tiny French girls and get away with it. Not anymore.]

I have words for you, and if it you do not respond to me, I shall air them all here for all of the network to hear! I do not fear it, it is you that should.

We may meet somewhere if you wish, but I shall not let this go unanswered.

[ooc: anyone is, of course, welcome to respond.]

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Alright then, what is your crime?

I have bullied and abused. I lured a man to what should have been his death.

[He expected the first ones, like he would expect from a kid having to survive on the streets. The later is a surprise.]

And your reasons?

Because I could not have him.
I made sure his love moved away. But he still loved her, and even so, he had to die with me. That I would die first. So that I didn't have to live without him.

[Then, she adds bitterly,] But even here, he loves her.

['Oh', he thinks. He should have seen it coming, but he hadn't. The course of love never did run smooth.]

Would you do it again?

He kissed me. When I died. On my forehead, I felt it as I knew I would. He held me.

Yet he still loves her. [He doesn't mean to be mean, he's just stating a fact and trying to understand.]

Would you do it again, knowing that?

I would never bring him to her, knowing that.

[Wait, no, that's wrong.]

But it was worth it. To see his face. To see him smile at me. To have him look at me like that.

[When he'd just gotten to the turtle he'd have argued with her, no doubt. Now he knows better than to judge (what he considers) teenagers just by what they say, or without knowing the circumstances.]

What's his name?

Marius Pontmercy. [Simply saying his name, and she's smiling broadly.]

Does he know you wanted to lure him to his death?

I told him. As I was dying. I gave him the letter. He wanted to die himself. Without her.

But he didn't die. ['And you did'? is asked without saying it out loud, making it easy for her to ignore the silent question if she so wishes.]

He survived the barricade. The only one of us to.

[A hum.] It wasn't my intention to derail this post, and this is too heavy a conversation to have it calmly over the network.

But I'd like to know more, one day. If you're alright with it.

It's alright. I understand.

[She nods.] I am.

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