Jehane Prouvaire

An 18-year-old revolutionary living in Paris. (independent Prouvaire rp blog; nonselective, open to multifandom, ocs, etc.)

[e-is-for-equality]

"I don't think we should go that way." ~garden-revolutions

Enjolras hesitated before he walked down the darkened alley. He knew it probably wasn’t the best way to get back to their apartment but the police were everywhere and this was their only choice. He turned and looked at Jehane anyway. “Do you know a better way?” A siren started up a few blocks away from them.

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Jehane looked up, even though she already knew no one would be visible between the roofs of the tall, teetering buildings that made up the alley walls. “Turn around and keep walking,” she told Enj softly. “We don’t want to make trouble where there isn’t any,” she added, slightly louder.

Just as the words left her lips, a mechanically-silenced gun shot sliced through the thick air. The sound was unfamiliar to Enjolras and it made him freeze mid-turn. “What the fuck was that?”

Something hit her shoulder hard, jerking her forward. Jehane’s lips parted, but no sound came out. Her grip on Enjolras’ sleeve tightened briefly, pulling his arm towards her, but then it slackened and she let go, hand drifting up to her shoulder. It was warm and wet, but she couldn’t feel anything, and nothing was visible on her dark coat.

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In a dark blur of motion, Enjolras was suddenly getting his head slammed up against the brick wall of the alley. He felt blood trickling from his forehead and his vision became blurry and this thoughts, disoriented. He was on his knees and someone was pulling his wallet out of his pocket and he had no chance to fight back.

“Jehane…” Enjolras breathed out, looking around for her.  

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Jehane dropped to her knees, but it felt like she dropped straight through the street, her mind swooping. She caught herself without thinking and found her right arm buckling beneath her, a screaming wave of pain shooting down her arm. She fell face-first on the pavement, but before she even felt the sting of asphalt on her cheek a harsh foot was rolling her over and someone was efficiently pushing through her coat pockets. She batted vaguely at them with her hand, realizing how pathetic she looked but somewhat distracted by the unrelenting pain in her shoulder.

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The scream oriented Enjolras’ lopsided thoughts and he quickly turned towards the sound. Seeing the shape of Jehane on the ground with some stranger over her made his vision go red. He scrambled to his feet and tackled the thief to the ground. Enjolras started punching whatever body part was in front of him and eventually the figure underneath him stopped moving. 

Enjolras heaved big breathes and rolled off of the thief. His vision was dancing between clear and blurry as he made his way over to Jehane.

“Jehane …” he knelt down beside her, blinking blood out of his eye. “Where did they hurt you?”

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She couldn’t see anything but Enjolras’ wavering face and the alley-framed sky, far above, but she thought with a frantic burst of relief that at least she was conscious. She didn’t want to move, but she forced herself to set one hand over her shoulder. After a moment to catch her breath she pressed down as much as she could, sobbing softly. Her mind was racing and everything was spinning away around her, but something was telling her to stop the bleeding.

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Enjolras’ stomach sank when he realized the nature of the wound. He removed her hand and shushed her quietly. “It’s fine, you’re fine.” He took off his jacket and covered the wound with it. “I’m going to call for help. You’ll be fine.” He put pressure on the wound with one hand and reached into his pocket for his phone with the other. 

His stomach sank even lower when his hands felt nothing put air in the pocket he usually kept his phone in. “Shit …” he breathed. They’d stolen his phone too. Enjolras took a few deep breaths, feeling himself sinking into panic. “Okay, okay …Jehane?” He found her eyes and looked directly in them. “I’m going to pick you up, okay?”

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A heat wave raced out from her shoulder and through her entire body when he pressed down. Jehane shuddered, hard. "W-why? I thought you called-" The rest of the conversation filtered in. "Oh. Right. I need to sit up."

She lifted her head off the ground and realized exactly why that wasn't going to work. It took all her remaining strength not to let her head fall back against the pavement. "Ah. No, that's right. Can you do it? Are you okay?"

[e-is-for-equality]

"I don't think we should go that way." ~garden-revolutions

Enjolras hesitated before he walked down the darkened alley. He knew it probably wasn’t the best way to get back to their apartment but the police were everywhere and this was their only choice. He turned and looked at Jehane anyway. “Do you know a better way?” A siren started up a few blocks away from them.

[garden-revolutions]

e-is-for-equality:

garden-revolutions: 

Jehane looked up, even though she already knew no one would be visible between the roofs of the tall, teetering buildings that made up the alley walls. “Turn around and keep walking,” she told Enj softly. “We don’t want to make trouble where there isn’t any,” she added, slightly louder.

Just as the words left her lips, a mechanically-silenced gun shot sliced through the thick air. The sound was unfamiliar to Enjolras and it made him freeze mid-turn. “What the fuck was that?”

Something hit her shoulder hard, jerking her forward. Jehane’s lips parted, but no sound came out. Her grip on Enjolras’ sleeve tightened briefly, pulling his arm towards her, but then it slackened and she let go, hand drifting up to her shoulder. It was warm and wet, but she couldn’t feel anything, and nothing was visible on her dark coat.

[e-is-for-equality]

In a dark blur of motion, Enjolras was suddenly getting his head slammed up against the brick wall of the alley. He felt blood trickling from his forehead and his vision became blurry and this thoughts, disoriented. He was on his knees and someone was pulling his wallet out of his pocket and he had no chance to fight back.

“Jehane…” Enjolras breathed out, looking around for her.  

[garden-revolutions]

Jehane dropped to her knees, but it felt like she dropped straight through the street, her mind swooping. She caught herself without thinking and found her right arm buckling beneath her, a screaming wave of pain shooting down her arm. She fell face-first on the pavement, but before she even felt the sting of asphalt on her cheek a harsh foot was rolling her over and someone was efficiently pushing through her coat pockets. She batted vaguely at them with her hand, realizing how pathetic she looked but somewhat distracted by the unrelenting pain in her shoulder.

[e-is-for-equality]

The scream oriented Enjolras’ lopsided thoughts and he quickly turned towards the sound. Seeing the shape of Jehane on the ground with some stranger over her made his vision go red. He scrambled to his feet and tackled the thief to the ground. Enjolras started punching whatever body part was in front of him and eventually the figure underneath him stopped moving. 

Enjolras heaved big breathes and rolled off of the thief. His vision was dancing between clear and blurry as he made his way over to Jehane.

“Jehane …” he knelt down beside her, blinking blood out of his eye. “Where did they hurt you?”

[garden-revolutions]

She couldn't see anything but Enjolras' wavering face and the alley-framed sky, far above, but she thought with a frantic burst of relief that at least she was conscious. She didn't want to move, but she forced herself to set one hand over her shoulder. After a moment to catch her breath she pressed down as much as she could, sobbing softly. Her mind was racing and everything was spinning away around her, but something was telling her to stop the bleeding.

[e-is-for-equality]

"I don't think we should go that way." ~garden-revolutions

Enjolras hesitated before he walked down the darkened alley. He knew it probably wasn’t the best way to get back to their apartment but the police were everywhere and this was their only choice. He turned and looked at Jehane anyway. “Do you know a better way?” A siren started up a few blocks away from them.

[garden-revolutions]

e-is-for-equality:

garden-revolutions: 

Jehane looked up, even though she already knew no one would be visible between the roofs of the tall, teetering buildings that made up the alley walls. “Turn around and keep walking,” she told Enj softly. “We don’t want to make trouble where there isn’t any,” she added, slightly louder.

Just as the words left her lips, a mechanically-silenced gun shot sliced through the thick air. The sound was unfamiliar to Enjolras and it made him freeze mid-turn. “What the fuck was that?”

Something hit her shoulder hard, jerking her forward. Jehane’s lips parted, but no sound came out. Her grip on Enjolras’ sleeve tightened briefly, pulling his arm towards her, but then it slackened and she let go, hand drifting up to her shoulder. It was warm and wet, but she couldn’t feel anything, and nothing was visible on her dark coat.

[e-is-for-equality]

In a dark blur of motion, Enjolras was suddenly getting his head slammed up against the brick wall of the alley. He felt blood trickling from his forehead and his vision became blurry and this thoughts, disoriented. He was on his knees and someone was pulling his wallet out of his pocket and he had no chance to fight back.

“Jehane…” Enjolras breathed out, looking around for her.  

[garden-revolutions]

Jehane dropped to her knees, but it felt like she dropped straight through the street, her mind swooping. She caught herself without thinking and found her right arm buckling beneath her, a screaming wave of pain shooting down her arm. She fell face-first on the pavement, but before she even felt the sting of asphalt on her cheek a harsh foot was rolling her over and someone was efficiently pushing through her coat pockets. She batted vaguely at them with her hand, realizing how pathetic she looked but somewhat distracted by the unrelenting pain in her shoulder.

[e-is-for-equality]

"I don't think we should go that way." ~garden-revolutions

Enjolras hesitated before he walked down the darkened alley. He knew it probably wasn’t the best way to get back to their apartment but the police were everywhere and this was their only choice. He turned and looked at Jehane anyway. “Do you know a better way?” A siren started up a few blocks away from them.

[garden-revolutions]

e-is-for-equality:

garden-revolutions: 

Jehane looked up, even though she already knew no one would be visible between the roofs of the tall, teetering buildings that made up the alley walls. “Turn around and keep walking,” she told Enj softly. “We don’t want to make trouble where there isn’t any,” she added, slightly louder.

Just as the words left her lips, a mechanically-silenced gun shot sliced through the thick air. The sound was unfamiliar to Enjolras and it made him freeze mid-turn. “What the fuck was that?”

Something hit her shoulder hard, jerking her forward. Jehane’s lips parted, but no sound came out. Her grip on Enjolras’ sleeve tightened briefly, pulling his arm towards her, but then it slackened and she let go, hand drifting up to her shoulder. It was warm and wet, but she couldn’t feel anything, and nothing was visible on her dark coat.

[e-is-for-equality]

"I don't think we should go that way." ~garden-revolutions

Enjolras hesitated before he walked down the darkened alley. He knew it probably wasn’t the best way to get back to their apartment but the police were everywhere and this was their only choice. He turned and looked at Jehane anyway. “Do you know a better way?” A siren started up a few blocks away from them.

[garden-revolutions]

Jehane inhaled sharply at the sound, glancing over her shoulder. “It’s better to blend in on a busier street than go down there. We’d stand out like flowers in a field of weeds. And don’t tell me you haven’t attracted less than favorable attention there, either?”

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Enjolras grimaced, remembering a few choice phrases thrown his way the last time he’d journeyed down the alley. Still … “We are both too recognizable. It’s not just to police who know what we look like. Better flowers than stars.” He turned around and started walking quickly down the alley. He felt for the small knife tucked into his back pocket and was instantly reassured when he felt it.

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Jehane inhaled shakily before following him down the alley, pulling her coat tighter around her. “Enjolras… I can’t keep up with you,” she said in an undertone, holding down the surge of urgency threatening to slip into her voice. The sirens grew again, higher-pitched.

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Enjolras slowed his pace, keeping his hands in his pockets and his elbow brushing against hers. Suddenly the night was colder and he was cursing himself for even deciding to do a night protest in the first place. He looked straight ahead, focusing on the exit of the alley that seemed miles away from them. “Do you have something on you? A weapon or something? Just in case.” His voice was low and could barely be heard over their echoing footsteps.

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Her heart hit her ribs as she noticed the outline of someone in a window across the way, dark eyes watching her in the dusk of the unlit street. “No, I didn’t need- I didn’t think it necessary before now.” She added something stronger to her voice, forcing herself to breathe in more. “We’ll just have to remedy that when we get home, shall we not?”

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Enjolras felt like there were a thousand eyes watching them. He put his hands in his pockets, grabbing the knife in his right hand. “No, we’ll be fine.” He tried to make his voice sound calm. “We’re almost out anyway.”

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A sharp sound, echoing until Jehane couldn’t find the source, ahead or behind. She kept her gaze straight forward, trying to make herself seem and feel untouchable. Footsteps, following them. She was suddenly very aware of Enjolras’ generally highly visible presence. “That’s not terribly reassuring.”

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Someone was following them and they weren’t close enough to the exit to ignore it. He grabbed Jehane by the elbow and pulled her in front of him and then turned around to face whoever was behind them. He didn’t pull his knife, not yet. “We don’t have money,” he said, instinctively. But there was no one there. He felt a strange ghostly feeling, like his foot had just fallen through a step that wasn’t there. “I thought I heard…” He squeezed Jehane’s arm and shook his head. Around them, footsteps lightly skittered over the rooftops.   

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Jehane looked up, even though she already knew no one would be visible between the roofs of the tall, teetering buildings that made up the alley walls. "Turn around and keep walking," she told Enj softly. "We don't want to make trouble where there isn't any," she added, slightly louder.

[e-is-for-equality]

"I don't think we should go that way." ~garden-revolutions

Enjolras hesitated before he walked down the darkened alley. He knew it probably wasn’t the best way to get back to their apartment but the police were everywhere and this was their only choice. He turned and looked at Jehane anyway. “Do you know a better way?” A siren started up a few blocks away from them.

[garden-revolutions]

Jehane inhaled sharply at the sound, glancing over her shoulder. “It’s better to blend in on a busier street than go down there. We’d stand out like flowers in a field of weeds. And don’t tell me you haven’t attracted less than favorable attention there, either?”

[e-is-for-equality]

Enjolras grimaced, remembering a few choice phrases thrown his way the last time he’d journeyed down the alley. Still … “We are both too recognizable. It’s not just to police who know what we look like. Better flowers than stars.” He turned around and started walking quickly down the alley. He felt for the small knife tucked into his back pocket and was instantly reassured when he felt it.

[garden-revolutions]

Jehane inhaled shakily before following him down the alley, pulling her coat tighter around her. “Enjolras… I can’t keep up with you,” she said in an undertone, holding down the surge of urgency threatening to slip into her voice. The sirens grew again, higher-pitched.

[e-is-for-equality]

Enjolras slowed his pace, keeping his hands in his pockets and his elbow brushing against hers. Suddenly the night was colder and he was cursing himself for even deciding to do a night protest in the first place. He looked straight ahead, focusing on the exit of the alley that seemed miles away from them. “Do you have something on you? A weapon or something? Just in case.” His voice was low and could barely be heard over their echoing footsteps.

[garden-revolutions]

Her heart hit her ribs as she noticed the outline of someone in a window across the way, dark eyes watching her in the dusk of the unlit street. “No, I didn’t need- I didn’t think it necessary before now.” She added something stronger to her voice, forcing herself to breathe in more. “We’ll just have to remedy that when we get home, shall we not?”

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Enjolras felt like there were a thousand eyes watching them. He put his hands in his pockets, grabbing the knife in his right hand. “No, we’ll be fine.” He tried to make his voice sound calm. “We’re almost out anyway.”

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A sharp sound, echoing until Jehane couldn't find the source, ahead or behind. She kept her gaze straight forward, trying to make herself seem and feel untouchable. Footsteps, following them. She was suddenly very aware of Enjolras' generally highly visible presence. "That's not terribly reassuring."

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"I don't think we should go that way." ~garden-revolutions

Enjolras hesitated before he walked down the darkened alley. He knew it probably wasn’t the best way to get back to their apartment but the police were everywhere and this was their only choice. He turned and looked at Jehane anyway. “Do you know a better way?” A siren started up a few blocks away from them.

[garden-revolutions]

Jehane inhaled sharply at the sound, glancing over her shoulder. “It’s better to blend in on a busier street than go down there. We’d stand out like flowers in a field of weeds. And don’t tell me you haven’t attracted less than favorable attention there, either?”

[e-is-for-equality]

Enjolras grimaced, remembering a few choice phrases thrown his way the last time he’d journeyed down the alley. Still … “We are both too recognizable. It’s not just to police who know what we look like. Better flowers than stars.” He turned around and started walking quickly down the alley. He felt for the small knife tucked into his back pocket and was instantly reassured when he felt it.

[garden-revolutions]

Jehane inhaled shakily before following him down the alley, pulling her coat tighter around her. “Enjolras… I can’t keep up with you,” she said in an undertone, holding down the surge of urgency threatening to slip into her voice. The sirens grew again, higher-pitched.

[e-is-for-equality]

Enjolras slowed his pace, keeping his hands in his pockets and his elbow brushing against hers. Suddenly the night was colder and he was cursing himself for even deciding to do a night protest in the first place. He looked straight ahead, focusing on the exit of the alley that seemed miles away from them. “Do you have something on you? A weapon or something? Just in case.” His voice was low and could barely be heard over their echoing footsteps.

[garden-revolutions]

Her heart hit her ribs as she noticed the outline of someone in a window across the way, dark eyes watching her in the dusk of the unlit street. "No, I didn't need- I didn't think it necessary before now." She added something stronger to her voice, forcing herself to breathe in more. "We'll just have to remedy that when we get home, shall we not?"

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"I don't think we should go that way." ~garden-revolutions

Enjolras hesitated before he walked down the darkened alley. He knew it probably wasn’t the best way to get back to their apartment but the police were everywhere and this was their only choice. He turned and looked at Jehane anyway. “Do you know a better way?” A siren started up a few blocks away from them.

[garden-revolutions]

Jehane inhaled sharply at the sound, glancing over her shoulder. “It’s better to blend in on a busier street than go down there. We’d stand out like flowers in a field of weeds. And don’t tell me you haven’t attracted less than favorable attention there, either?”

[e-is-for-equality]

Enjolras grimaced, remembering a few choice phrases thrown his way the last time he’d journeyed down the alley. Still … “We are both too recognizable. It’s not just to police who know what we look like. Better flowers than stars.” He turned around and started walking quickly down the alley. He felt for the small knife tucked into his back pocket and was instantly reassured when he felt it.

[garden-revolutions]

Jehane inhaled shakily before following him down the alley, pulling her coat tighter around her. "Enjolras... I can't keep up with you," she said in an undertone, holding down the surge of urgency threatening to slip into her voice. The sirens grew again, higher-pitched.

[e-is-for-equality]

"I don't think we should go that way." ~garden-revolutions

Enjolras hesitated before he walked down the darkened alley. He knew it probably wasn’t the best way to get back to their apartment but the police were everywhere and this was their only choice. He turned and looked at Jehane anyway. “Do you know a better way?” A siren started up a few blocks away from them.

[garden-revolutions]

Jehane inhaled sharply at the sound, glancing over her shoulder. "It's better to blend in on a busier street than go down there. We'd stand out like flowers in a field of weeds. And don't tell me you haven't attracted less than favorable attention there, either?"

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😱 (for garden-revolutions)

(2. Bleeding profusely from the forehead.) 

Enjolras held the towel that Jehane had given to him up to his forehead. He closed his eyes and let out a huffed breath. “I don’t know what happened. I wasn’t disturbing the peace at all, I was just handing out flyers and this cop just came over and busted my head open with his stick … thing … whatever those are called.” He let out an angry breath.  

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She looked down at her lap. Could he sleep if Joly had checked him out already? She wasn’t sure, he had already been unconscious at that point. “Um… I don’t know. I don’t think it’s the best idea. I’m really sorry, Enjolras.”

She hated this, being unable to help him. There was nothing she could do to make him feel better or remember, and she couldn’t get help from anyone else. Letting out a slow breath, she went and got a small towel, dampening it quickly. “Try this.”

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Enjolras took the towel hesitantly and pressed it against his forehead and the wound. He squeezed his eyes shut. “Remind me again why I can’t go to a hospital.”

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She bit her lip slightly, watching him nervously. "Because we don't know if someone on the staff will report you. All it takes is one person, and once you're being treated, we can't risk you getting arrested or having to take you out again. Joly can't vouch for everyone."

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Jehane stood in the doorway, hands pressed to her face. "You were the one with the library book? Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! I thought it was- well, not you. I'm sorry, I'll just be going then." She began to leave, face burning. (Garden-revolutions)

Cosette saw the woman in front of her scramble for words and then turn and begin to leave in only a matter of seconds. She softly put a hand on her shoulder to stop her. “What do you mean?” She questioned as she held a book in her other hand. “I’m sorry, but I am not sure what you are speaking of, Mademoiselle.”

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“Do you have just chamomile?” She asked, glancing around the kitchen with a small smile on her pale pink lips. “I am not very picky, I promise.. Anything you have will be fine.” She assured her, setting the book down on the table. 

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“Of course.” Jehane found the tin and two mugs, pouring out the water before hurrying into the hall again to grab her book. “Cheers.” She raised one mug to Cosette before setting both on the table and perching lightly on a chair, feeling suddenly shy.

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Cosette giggled slightly when she tapped her mug against Jehane’s. She smiled lightly as she took a sip before setting it down and picking up her book. She opened it up and flipped through the pages for a second. “Now… About the book. What was your favorite part?”

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Immediately, Jehane felt a smile splitting her face. "Oh, I loved it all, but the beginning was so wonderful! The way the characters were introduced, and when I realized where the plot was going- oh, it gave me chills!" She felt another shiver run down her spine. "What about you?"

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Jehane stood in the doorway, hands pressed to her face. "You were the one with the library book? Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! I thought it was- well, not you. I'm sorry, I'll just be going then." She began to leave, face burning. (Garden-revolutions)

Cosette saw the woman in front of her scramble for words and then turn and begin to leave in only a matter of seconds. She softly put a hand on her shoulder to stop her. “What do you mean?” She questioned as she held a book in her other hand. “I’m sorry, but I am not sure what you are speaking of, Mademoiselle.”

@garden-revolutions 

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“Do you have just chamomile?” She asked, glancing around the kitchen with a small smile on her pale pink lips. “I am not very picky, I promise.. Anything you have will be fine.” She assured her, setting the book down on the table. 

[garden-revolutions]

"Of course." Jehane found the tin and two mugs, pouring out the water before hurrying into the hall again to grab her book. "Cheers." She raised one mug to Cosette before setting both on the table and perching lightly on a chair, feeling suddenly shy.

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Jehane stood in the doorway, hands pressed to her face. "You were the one with the library book? Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! I thought it was- well, not you. I'm sorry, I'll just be going then." She began to leave, face burning. (Garden-revolutions)

Cosette saw the woman in front of her scramble for words and then turn and begin to leave in only a matter of seconds. She softly put a hand on her shoulder to stop her. “What do you mean?” She questioned as she held a book in her other hand. “I’m sorry, but I am not sure what you are speaking of, Mademoiselle.”

@garden-revolutions 

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Cosette stepped into the quaint little apartment with a smile, holding the book tightly to her chest. “If that wouldn’t be too much, I’d love some tea.” She grinned, looking around before landing her eyes on Jehane. 

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"Of course! Come in, there are chairs just through there." She gestured and then stepped into the kitchen, where she had already put the water on. "What kind of tea would you like? I have- well, in all honesty, I have many, many kinds." It was true- the shelves of her cabinets, though otherwise somewhat bare, held tin after tin of tea.

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Jehane stood in the doorway, hands pressed to her face. "You were the one with the library book? Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! I thought it was- well, not you. I'm sorry, I'll just be going then." She began to leave, face burning. (Garden-revolutions)

Cosette saw the woman in front of her scramble for words and then turn and begin to leave in only a matter of seconds. She softly put a hand on her shoulder to stop her. “What do you mean?” She questioned as she held a book in her other hand. “I’m sorry, but I am not sure what you are speaking of, Mademoiselle.”

@garden-revolutions 

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Jehane turned back slowly, hair falling slightly before her eyes. “I believed it to be one of my friends, as he has been wanting to read the same book for some time now. I had been hoping to borrow it before him, and I thought I had failed- I haven’t ever been to his address, you see. So I was coming to confront him, but it wasn’t him at all.” Aware she was rambling, she forced herself to stop explaining herself. “I apologize, mademoiselle. I certainly won’t take the book from you, although when you’re finished…” She looked longingly at the soft cover.

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Cosette slowly took her hand back and she nodded, listening to the woman’s story throughly. She glanced down at the book in her hands before slowly pushing it out from her body and holding it out to the woman. “I’ve read it before, I was only getting it to read it again, you can take it if you want. Only bring it back here when everything is finished and taken care of.” She explained with a faint and kind smile.

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Jehane watched her for a moment before reaching out to take the book, but still hesitated. “Are you sure? I understand wanting to read books again. I wouldn’t want to deprive you of the pleasure.” Still, she found herself looking down at the book longingly. She’d wanted to read it since she first heard someone speaking of it. “I will be very careful, I promise. If you don’t mind me asking, what is your name so that I may return it?”

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She nodded and held the book out for her with a small smile, the dimples on her cheeks showing. “Of course I am sure, I’ve already read it… I don’t want to deprive you of the pleasure of reading it for the first time.” Cosette assured the girl. “I’m Cosette.” She smiled. “My name is on the inside of the book if you forget, on the library record on the front cover.”

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Jehane nodded. “Thank you so much, Cosette. My name is Jehane Prouvaire. I’ll return it as soon as I’m done!” She turned and left the room, but barely made it out to sit under a tree before she had opened the book and started reading. It was fantastic, just as good as she had hoped. She became quickly absorbed in it, not noticing the sun creeping towards its peak.

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She smiled lightly at Jehane before watching her leave, she couldn’t help but smile at how happy the girl was when she got the book, it made Cosette happy to think that she had something to with it. She shut her door after she left and went back to her usual things, waiting for her book to be returned.

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It didn’t take long for Jehane to finish the book- it wasn’t particularly long, but then, without thinking, she started it again. By the time she had finished it the second time the sky was just beginning to darken, and she had managed to forget her meeting with Enjolras. Panic sparking in her chest, she shot to her feet and hurried back to Cosette’s door, knocking on it quickly.

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Through the day, Cosett carried on with her usual daily work. Cleaning around her house, finishing up a few things, and some other things before she heard another quick and slightly loud knock at her door. She moved quickly to the door and opened it to see the woman from earlier. She smiled softly as she opened it and spoke. “Did you enjoy the book?”

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Jehane smiled brightly, hugging it briefly to her chest. “Oh yes, it was wonderful! Thank you so much. I’m afraid I must go, as I’m already late for a meeting, but I would love to talk about it- or any other book, really, if you ever have the time. I live not far from here, only a few streets to the north. Please, stop by whenever you wish to!” She held out the book in both hands, still smiling.

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Cosette smiled softly and nodded at the woman, she enjoyed seeing how happy one of her own favorite books made someone else, she loved to see people happy. She took the book from Jehane’s hands and she lightly held it in her own hands with a smile. “I’d love to talk about the book, there is just so much to say!” She gushed. “I’ll make sure to stop by soon!”

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Jehane nodded, her grin widening. “Lovely! Good day to you, Cosette! Thank you for the book!” She turned and hurried off, he bag swinging behind her as she went down the street. She hoped Enjolras would understand. But even if he didn’t, she had met someone new, a friend in this city that so often felt so strange.

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She grinned brightly as the girl hurried off. She slowly shut the door as soon as she was out of sight and held her book tightly to her chest with a smile, beginning to think of different things to she could talk about with Jehane about the book. 

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After the meeting, Jehane walked home and dropped her bag on a chair, hearing the book inside thud against the wood. Smiling slightly, she pulled it out. She had made a quick stop by the library on her way home and taken out her own favorite, in preparation for whenever Cosette appeared- if she did, but Jehane was confident. It certainly wouldn’t be long.

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When Cosette was finished with all of her things, she learned that she did have quite a little bit of time left in the day. She thought about where she told her that her apartment was. She picked up her book and she finally left her own home, going to her building and asking about the name. When she got the apartment number she went up and knocked on the door with a smile.

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Quickly, Jehane tucked the book away and walked to the door, opening it with a smile. "Hello, Cosette, I'm so glad you could make it! Come in, please. Would you like some tea? I don't have much in the way of food, but I can certainly find something if you would like." She bit her lip, stepping to the side of the door so the other woman could enter.

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Jehane stood in the doorway, hands pressed to her face. "You were the one with the library book? Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! I thought it was- well, not you. I'm sorry, I'll just be going then." She began to leave, face burning. (Garden-revolutions)

Cosette saw the woman in front of her scramble for words and then turn and begin to leave in only a matter of seconds. She softly put a hand on her shoulder to stop her. “What do you mean?” She questioned as she held a book in her other hand. “I’m sorry, but I am not sure what you are speaking of, Mademoiselle.”

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Jehane turned back slowly, hair falling slightly before her eyes. “I believed it to be one of my friends, as he has been wanting to read the same book for some time now. I had been hoping to borrow it before him, and I thought I had failed- I haven’t ever been to his address, you see. So I was coming to confront him, but it wasn’t him at all.” Aware she was rambling, she forced herself to stop explaining herself. “I apologize, mademoiselle. I certainly won’t take the book from you, although when you’re finished…” She looked longingly at the soft cover.

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Cosette slowly took her hand back and she nodded, listening to the woman’s story throughly. She glanced down at the book in her hands before slowly pushing it out from her body and holding it out to the woman. “I’ve read it before, I was only getting it to read it again, you can take it if you want. Only bring it back here when everything is finished and taken care of.” She explained with a faint and kind smile.

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Jehane watched her for a moment before reaching out to take the book, but still hesitated. “Are you sure? I understand wanting to read books again. I wouldn’t want to deprive you of the pleasure.” Still, she found herself looking down at the book longingly. She’d wanted to read it since she first heard someone speaking of it. “I will be very careful, I promise. If you don’t mind me asking, what is your name so that I may return it?”

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She nodded and held the book out for her with a small smile, the dimples on her cheeks showing. “Of course I am sure, I’ve already read it… I don’t want to deprive you of the pleasure of reading it for the first time.” Cosette assured the girl. “I’m Cosette.” She smiled. “My name is on the inside of the book if you forget, on the library record on the front cover.”

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Jehane nodded. “Thank you so much, Cosette. My name is Jehane Prouvaire. I’ll return it as soon as I’m done!” She turned and left the room, but barely made it out to sit under a tree before she had opened the book and started reading. It was fantastic, just as good as she had hoped. She became quickly absorbed in it, not noticing the sun creeping towards its peak.

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She smiled lightly at Jehane before watching her leave, she couldn’t help but smile at how happy the girl was when she got the book, it made Cosette happy to think that she had something to with it. She shut her door after she left and went back to her usual things, waiting for her book to be returned.

[garden-revolutions]

It didn’t take long for Jehane to finish the book- it wasn’t particularly long, but then, without thinking, she started it again. By the time she had finished it the second time the sky was just beginning to darken, and she had managed to forget her meeting with Enjolras. Panic sparking in her chest, she shot to her feet and hurried back to Cosette’s door, knocking on it quickly.

[a-littlelarkarchive]

Through the day, Cosett carried on with her usual daily work. Cleaning around her house, finishing up a few things, and some other things before she heard another quick and slightly loud knock at her door. She moved quickly to the door and opened it to see the woman from earlier. She smiled softly as she opened it and spoke. “Did you enjoy the book?”

[garden-revolutions]

Jehane smiled brightly, hugging it briefly to her chest. “Oh yes, it was wonderful! Thank you so much. I’m afraid I must go, as I’m already late for a meeting, but I would love to talk about it- or any other book, really, if you ever have the time. I live not far from here, only a few streets to the north. Please, stop by whenever you wish to!” She held out the book in both hands, still smiling.

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Cosette smiled softly and nodded at the woman, she enjoyed seeing how happy one of her own favorite books made someone else, she loved to see people happy. She took the book from Jehane’s hands and she lightly held it in her own hands with a smile. “I’d love to talk about the book, there is just so much to say!” She gushed. “I’ll make sure to stop by soon!”

[garden-revolutions]

Jehane nodded, her grin widening. “Lovely! Good day to you, Cosette! Thank you for the book!” She turned and hurried off, he bag swinging behind her as she went down the street. She hoped Enjolras would understand. But even if he didn’t, she had met someone new, a friend in this city that so often felt so strange.

[a-littlelarkarchive]

She grinned brightly as the girl hurried off. She slowly shut the door as soon as she was out of sight and held her book tightly to her chest with a smile, beginning to think of different things to she could talk about with Jehane about the book. 

[garden-revolutions]

After the meeting, Jehane walked home and dropped her bag on a chair, hearing the book inside thud against the wood. Smiling slightly, she pulled it out. She had made a quick stop by the library on her way home and taken out her own favorite, in preparation for whenever Cosette appeared- if she did, but Jehane was confident. It certainly wouldn't be long.

[a-littlelarkarchive]

Jehane stood in the doorway, hands pressed to her face. "You were the one with the library book? Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! I thought it was- well, not you. I'm sorry, I'll just be going then." She began to leave, face burning. (Garden-revolutions)

Cosette saw the woman in front of her scramble for words and then turn and begin to leave in only a matter of seconds. She softly put a hand on her shoulder to stop her. “What do you mean?” She questioned as she held a book in her other hand. “I’m sorry, but I am not sure what you are speaking of, Mademoiselle.”

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Jehane turned back slowly, hair falling slightly before her eyes. “I believed it to be one of my friends, as he has been wanting to read the same book for some time now. I had been hoping to borrow it before him, and I thought I had failed- I haven’t ever been to his address, you see. So I was coming to confront him, but it wasn’t him at all.” Aware she was rambling, she forced herself to stop explaining herself. “I apologize, mademoiselle. I certainly won’t take the book from you, although when you’re finished…” She looked longingly at the soft cover.

[a-littlelarkarchive]

Cosette slowly took her hand back and she nodded, listening to the woman’s story throughly. She glanced down at the book in her hands before slowly pushing it out from her body and holding it out to the woman. “I’ve read it before, I was only getting it to read it again, you can take it if you want. Only bring it back here when everything is finished and taken care of.” She explained with a faint and kind smile.

[garden-revolutions]

Jehane watched her for a moment before reaching out to take the book, but still hesitated. “Are you sure? I understand wanting to read books again. I wouldn’t want to deprive you of the pleasure.” Still, she found herself looking down at the book longingly. She’d wanted to read it since she first heard someone speaking of it. “I will be very careful, I promise. If you don’t mind me asking, what is your name so that I may return it?”

[a-littlelarkarchive]

She nodded and held the book out for her with a small smile, the dimples on her cheeks showing. “Of course I am sure, I’ve already read it… I don’t want to deprive you of the pleasure of reading it for the first time.” Cosette assured the girl. “I’m Cosette.” She smiled. “My name is on the inside of the book if you forget, on the library record on the front cover.”

[garden-revolutions]

Jehane nodded. “Thank you so much, Cosette. My name is Jehane Prouvaire. I’ll return it as soon as I’m done!” She turned and left the room, but barely made it out to sit under a tree before she had opened the book and started reading. It was fantastic, just as good as she had hoped. She became quickly absorbed in it, not noticing the sun creeping towards its peak.

[a-littlelarkarchive]

She smiled lightly at Jehane before watching her leave, she couldn’t help but smile at how happy the girl was when she got the book, it made Cosette happy to think that she had something to with it. She shut her door after she left and went back to her usual things, waiting for her book to be returned.

[garden-revolutions]

It didn’t take long for Jehane to finish the book- it wasn’t particularly long, but then, without thinking, she started it again. By the time she had finished it the second time the sky was just beginning to darken, and she had managed to forget her meeting with Enjolras. Panic sparking in her chest, she shot to her feet and hurried back to Cosette’s door, knocking on it quickly.

[a-littlelarkarchive]

Through the day, Cosett carried on with her usual daily work. Cleaning around her house, finishing up a few things, and some other things before she heard another quick and slightly loud knock at her door. She moved quickly to the door and opened it to see the woman from earlier. She smiled softly as she opened it and spoke. “Did you enjoy the book?”

[garden-revolutions]

Jehane smiled brightly, hugging it briefly to her chest. “Oh yes, it was wonderful! Thank you so much. I’m afraid I must go, as I’m already late for a meeting, but I would love to talk about it- or any other book, really, if you ever have the time. I live not far from here, only a few streets to the north. Please, stop by whenever you wish to!” She held out the book in both hands, still smiling.

[a-littlelarkarchive]

Cosette smiled softly and nodded at the woman, she enjoyed seeing how happy one of her own favorite books made someone else, she loved to see people happy. She took the book from Jehane’s hands and she lightly held it in her own hands with a smile. “I’d love to talk about the book, there is just so much to say!” She gushed. “I’ll make sure to stop by soon!”

[garden-revolutions]

Jehane nodded, her grin widening. "Lovely! Good day to you, Cosette! Thank you for the book!" She turned and hurried off, he bag swinging behind her as she went down the street. She hoped Enjolras would understand. But even if he didn't, she had met someone new, a friend in this city that so often felt so strange.

[a-littlelarkarchive]

Jehane stood in the doorway, hands pressed to her face. "You were the one with the library book? Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! I thought it was- well, not you. I'm sorry, I'll just be going then." She began to leave, face burning. (Garden-revolutions)

Cosette saw the woman in front of her scramble for words and then turn and begin to leave in only a matter of seconds. She softly put a hand on her shoulder to stop her. “What do you mean?” She questioned as she held a book in her other hand. “I’m sorry, but I am not sure what you are speaking of, Mademoiselle.”

@garden-revolutions 

[garden-revolutions]

Jehane turned back slowly, hair falling slightly before her eyes. “I believed it to be one of my friends, as he has been wanting to read the same book for some time now. I had been hoping to borrow it before him, and I thought I had failed- I haven’t ever been to his address, you see. So I was coming to confront him, but it wasn’t him at all.” Aware she was rambling, she forced herself to stop explaining herself. “I apologize, mademoiselle. I certainly won’t take the book from you, although when you’re finished…” She looked longingly at the soft cover.

[a-littlelarkarchive]

Cosette slowly took her hand back and she nodded, listening to the woman’s story throughly. She glanced down at the book in her hands before slowly pushing it out from her body and holding it out to the woman. “I’ve read it before, I was only getting it to read it again, you can take it if you want. Only bring it back here when everything is finished and taken care of.” She explained with a faint and kind smile.

[garden-revolutions]

Jehane watched her for a moment before reaching out to take the book, but still hesitated. “Are you sure? I understand wanting to read books again. I wouldn’t want to deprive you of the pleasure.” Still, she found herself looking down at the book longingly. She’d wanted to read it since she first heard someone speaking of it. “I will be very careful, I promise. If you don’t mind me asking, what is your name so that I may return it?”

[a-littlelarkarchive]

She nodded and held the book out for her with a small smile, the dimples on her cheeks showing. “Of course I am sure, I’ve already read it… I don’t want to deprive you of the pleasure of reading it for the first time.” Cosette assured the girl. “I’m Cosette.” She smiled. “My name is on the inside of the book if you forget, on the library record on the front cover.”

[garden-revolutions]

Jehane nodded. “Thank you so much, Cosette. My name is Jehane Prouvaire. I’ll return it as soon as I’m done!” She turned and left the room, but barely made it out to sit under a tree before she had opened the book and started reading. It was fantastic, just as good as she had hoped. She became quickly absorbed in it, not noticing the sun creeping towards its peak.

[a-littlelarkarchive]

She smiled lightly at Jehane before watching her leave, she couldn’t help but smile at how happy the girl was when she got the book, it made Cosette happy to think that she had something to with it. She shut her door after she left and went back to her usual things, waiting for her book to be returned.

[garden-revolutions]

It didn’t take long for Jehane to finish the book- it wasn’t particularly long, but then, without thinking, she started it again. By the time she had finished it the second time the sky was just beginning to darken, and she had managed to forget her meeting with Enjolras. Panic sparking in her chest, she shot to her feet and hurried back to Cosette’s door, knocking on it quickly.

[a-littlelarkarchive]

Through the day, Cosett carried on with her usual daily work. Cleaning around her house, finishing up a few things, and some other things before she heard another quick and slightly loud knock at her door. She moved quickly to the door and opened it to see the woman from earlier. She smiled softly as she opened it and spoke. “Did you enjoy the book?”

[garden-revolutions]

Jehane smiled brightly, hugging it briefly to her chest. "Oh yes, it was wonderful! Thank you so much. I'm afraid I must go, as I'm already late for a meeting, but I would love to talk about it- or any other book, really, if you ever have the time. I live not far from here, only a few streets to the north. Please, stop by whenever you wish to!" She held out the book in both hands, still smiling.