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Post by Eponine on Jun 5, 2007 13:29:51 GMT -5
((Continued from the other thread)) "Then through someone? I know he has a lot of friends, many of them women." *She blushed.* "I always suspected he might be unfaithful. As long as nobody confronts me, I don't confront anyone. I don't like conflict." *She said, a tear rolling down her face, remembering the failed revolution and her father.* "Conflict has never ended well for me."
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Post by Renn on Jun 7, 2007 18:11:57 GMT -5
"Oh, Eppy!" Renn laughed, putting an arm around her shoulder. "There's no need to be so... emo."
"I do know him through someone, but the two of them are no longer on speaking terms, so.. yeah."
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Post by Eponine on Jun 7, 2007 18:13:59 GMT -5
*Eponine looked at her strangely.*
"Emo?"
*She had absolutley no idea what it meant.*
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Post by Renn on Jun 7, 2007 18:17:20 GMT -5
Oh, yeah. Being from the 19th century, Eponine would have no idea. I gotta watch my anachronistic language.
"Er, It means, like, depressed. Feeling sorry for yourself. Angsty." She grinned lamely.
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Post by Eponine on Jun 7, 2007 18:19:37 GMT -5
*Eponine smiled.*
"Well, maybe osmetimes I do feel a little sorry for myself... hopefully by baby won't inherit it."
*She giggled.*
"That sounds so strange, 'my baby...'"
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Post by Renn on Jun 7, 2007 18:22:49 GMT -5
Renn grinned.
"I'm sure you'll be a great mother. Better than I ever would be."
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Post by Eponine on Jun 7, 2007 18:25:36 GMT -5
*Eponine laughed softly.*
"I have a feeling the child will grow up better if I have friends helping me... I didn't exactly have great role models. My mother tried, but she was always too preoccupied with pleasing my father."
*Eponine's eyes widened.*
"Oh my goodness... I have to think of names!"
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Post by Renn on Jun 7, 2007 18:27:57 GMT -5
"Well, of course I'll help you!" Renn said happily. "I don't like kids as a rule, but I'm sure I can make an exception!" she giggled.
"Ooh! I love coming up with names! Okay, for a girl... What about... Julia?"
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Post by Eponine on Jun 7, 2007 18:56:05 GMT -5
*Eponine screwed her face up in thought.*
"Well, I wanted to name the something French. Maybe American, because John is, but I always liked French names better. Plus, I don't know if it's going to be a boy or girl."
*has an utter lack of inspiration and creativity*
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Post by Emily on Jun 7, 2007 18:59:15 GMT -5
((Wouldn't it be a piss-up if she named the kid Marius?))
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Post by Eponine on Jun 7, 2007 19:04:43 GMT -5
((I don't think she would be that nostalgic...
but with this one you never know whether shes going to angst or cry or giggle or have sex, so there's a chance.
maybe someone'll posess her brain and do it!))
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Post by Renn on Jun 7, 2007 19:11:48 GMT -5
((*pulls up babynames.com*))
"Hmm... Bastian? That's pretty... Ooh, Cheryl is great for a girl!"
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Post by Eponine on Jun 7, 2007 19:15:55 GMT -5
*Eponine's eyes lit up.* "Sebastien would be wonderful... what about Xavier?" *Her normally slang-ridden tone changed and she began speaking in the voice that she had used around the students in the ABC cafe, more refined and correctly accented.*
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Post by Treszka on May 31, 2008 13:53:41 GMT -5
**NEW DAY**
*Treszka had been walking across the living room, heading to her room to straighten it up, when a horrible pain went shooting through her. Doubling over and holding her stomach, she scooted over to the couch and sat down heavily.*
"What the hell?" she hissed.
And then it hit her like a wave--pain, despair, panic, anger, love...death.
Suddenly, she shot to her feet.
"MOTHERRRRRRRRRR!"
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