Éponine Thénardier (
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fandomtownies2013-11-19 09:39 am
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Fandom Post Office, November 19 (Tuesday)
If Éponine was in any way bothered by her apparent temporary regression to childhood over the weekend, she was very much determined not to let on. (She was, because she couldn't pass on an opportunity to beat herself up, and on top of that it was more than a little bit unsettling to relive that period of her life, but put together pieces she hadn't understood at that age.) Granted, since this resulted in her going about her delivery runs and more mundane duties with an extra touch of manic energy and singing to herself a bit more loudly than usual, she might not have picked the most effective technique.
There were some new displays to put up inside the post office: information about holiday hours, a few posters and ads about how the postal service could help you make sure your presents got delivered on time, things to that effect. Just unpacking them so she could put them up made Éponine wince; she didn't even have to be familiar with the holiday shopping season to be dubious. She did, however, occasionally pause to look at the displays; she'd seem to get distracted and a little bit somber, then slip her hand into her pocket to pull out the five-franc coin she always kept there and fidget with it for a minute or two. She'd been eight years old the year Cosette went away, and that had been on Christmas -- what a lovely combination of reminders.
There were some new displays to put up inside the post office: information about holiday hours, a few posters and ads about how the postal service could help you make sure your presents got delivered on time, things to that effect. Just unpacking them so she could put them up made Éponine wince; she didn't even have to be familiar with the holiday shopping season to be dubious. She did, however, occasionally pause to look at the displays; she'd seem to get distracted and a little bit somber, then slip her hand into her pocket to pull out the five-franc coin she always kept there and fidget with it for a minute or two. She'd been eight years old the year Cosette went away, and that had been on Christmas -- what a lovely combination of reminders.

Mod Your Post Office [11/19]
Talk to Éponine [11/19]
OOC [FPO 11/19]
This is about how I feel this morning, albeit far less glamorous.