“Pontmercy, If Cosette was around, you wouldn’t notice naked women in a kick line dancing across the barricade singing carols. You’ve been busy spending the last few days pinning after her and she’s to much of an air head to realize that she should just snog you and be done with it.” Benji said, she quickly realized that none of these twits where going to listen to her and started toward the powder to move it herself, before one of them stopped her and did it himself with a few of the others. Gentlemen to a fault, even to a strange women that planned on continuing to making herself heard.
“Relax, boys. I’m here to help, but let me ask you something. If this succeeds, how do you plan to get the people of France behind the bright new Democratic future that Enjolras has preached the laurels of that a few of you don’t even believe in? I can hardly believe that the people of France will see a body of disorganized school boys that can’t agree on what they want as a unified force well enough to back this, They will laugh in your faces even if you succeed and the lot of you will be hung. If none of you can agree on the same thing, then how do you plan on getting the rest of France to agree with you?” Benji asked. She found a loose chair not being used in the wall, sat down, and started braiding her lose hair as she talked. Enjolras got this enraged look on his face like he’d come and slap her.
“Enjolras, before you slap me and I know you are considering it, I think I should let you know that I bite. If you slap me, I will rip your thumb from your hand with my teeth and shove it so far up your ass it’ll comes out of your nose. I’m not here to spread disbelief in your movement, I’m trying to make a point, you that I don’t actually believe you know what you are doing. You’re all relighting the match for the bonfire for the bloodiest revolution the world has ever seen. The Americans took to war, the French took people’s heads off. The American Revolution only worked because all of the men at Congress at least had some idea of what they wanted, where able to agree on things, and had an idea of where they were going. What do you each of you want to change? If you can’t agree on what should change then how the hell do you expect to not lose the barricade when the people leave you to die?” Benji asked, she had full awareness at how uncomfortable several of these men seemed, in one breath she had both threatened someone and talked about decapitation. Benji was having way to much fun with this.
He could tell that Enjolras was upset and nearly going to lose his temper. If he did, there was nothing he could do to hold him back, and this strange woman certainly wasn’t helping the situation. Marius wasn’t necessarily angry, but rather in shock. How did this woman know who they were? Their names? How did she know about Cosette? It was like nothing he had ever seen before, and he wasn’t entirely sure how to feel about the situation.
❝Enjolras,❞ he said in a stern voice, placing a hand on his friend’s shoulder before nodding his head in the direction of the door, motioning him to back off.
❝Surely you can understand why we are not so TRUSTING,❞ he spoke as he stepped closer to her. Really, there were multiple reasons, and he had questions. Ones that needed to be answered before he could put any trust in her. But where to start?
❝How do you know who we are?❞
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