nadine_he_loves: (smile)
Nadine Cross ([personal profile] nadine_he_loves) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs2021-07-01 03:26 pm

Semi-Open Log

Who: Nadine and various prisoners
What: Visiting the dungeons
Where: The dungeons
When: Post-festival



Nadine is no stranger to the dungeons by now. Besides her frequent visits to Flagg, there are other prisoners down here she's befriended. Who are still imprisoned.

Apparently some are more threatening a threat than others.

And of course there are still plenty of others she hasn't met at all. It's important to know the other people brought here, to take their measure and determine who might be useful. It doesn't look like Thorne is about to let her husband out any time soon, and that's a problem that will need to be dealt with. She knows (casually, at least) a number of those considered welcomed guests, but many of the poor souls stuck down here are still a mystery.

So after she's checked in with Flagg, she turns her attention to the other prisoners, offering a smile or casual greeting through the bars. She's armed with cookies and a friendly demeanor, standing out in the gloom of the dungeon with her white hair and silk tunic.
gardienne: (no self esteem)

[personal profile] gardienne 2021-07-05 09:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nothing's free, Nadine. There's a man who has had me swear my life away for a grape here, you know?" It was a completely unfair deal, but Eponine shrugs it off as quickly as her discontent appears on her face. She half grins, her smile fading quickly and not quite meeting her dull eyes.
"More fool him, I suppose, for my life isn't worth much. I know men what have paid more for wine than for me."

Still, her fingers close over the ribbon, and she brings the fabric to her nose, rubbing it across her cheek appreciatively. "I'm glad you don't want this, Ma'am. I used to have ribbons all the time, you know? But it's been a long time since I were a child. It's nice to pretend to be beautiful, I think."
gardienne: (Default)

[personal profile] gardienne 2021-07-06 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Eponine just shrugs. She's convinced that her life is worth nothing, or very little at the most. Honestly, she doesn't care any more. It's become so engrained in her, that she's completely and utterly dispensable, that she doesn't even flinch to think about it any more.

She lolls against the bars, smiling shyly at Nadine. "You're a kind lady, you know? No wonder they let you free. You're not like the rest of us down here. There's lots of good in you"