Crime and Questioning

[melancolique]

It's been a while since Eponine's seen Cesare, but not much has really changed for her. She looks as rough as ever: her olive pallor has yellowed somewhat, and there are bruises on her skin and she has a busted lip from where she has been battered at some point. Dark circles beneath her eyes, sunken cheeks indicate her continued use of fae blood. And the scowl on her face should indicate to Cesare that she knows exactly why she has been ordered to his offices.


Inside, Eponine's scared. She's broken one of the most strict of all vampire laws, to not kill. The last time she had even tried, Joss had slammed her against the wall and held a stake to her throat. It had burned so much - the pain had been as intense as Montparnasse had ever tried. If that had come from Joss for an attempt, what would she receive from the president for actual murder?


On the outside, though, Eponine feigned indifference. She had no intention of letting Cesare know she was worried. She hammered on the door, and then kicked it when she was left waiting.


"You want me or not, Monsieur? I have not all night. There are things I have to do too, you know?"

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[longterm]

Cesare is sitting at his office, the one hidden in the back of a dental practice, so that their meeting remains a secret. He has no interest in being caught with her. Whether she realises it yet or not, Cesare meeting her is an act of mercy. He's trying to solve it quietly, rather than having a public trial that will undoubtedly result in death. He is putting his presidency on the line for her here.

He works at his papers for a moment longer, writing notes, an undoubted power play, before finally replying.

"And what is it exactly that you've been up to, Eponine? Please, educate me."