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Cosette Fauchelevent ([personal profile] lark_in_flight) wrote2014-05-04 10:13 am

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Cosette steps through the door at Milliways. She's in her garden, just as she was. She is awake.

So she feels, at least. But she felt awake at Milliways, too, save that her surroundings were clearly that of a dream. And if her dream has ended, then it was a very peculiar one, very long, and yet contained in the space of a moment's dreaming abstraction. For here is her father just coming to the door now, buttoning up his coat and saying with an indulgent air, "Yes, my child, I am here."

She resolves to wait. If she slips from this dream of reality into another, she will know when she wakes. If she truly is awake, she'll know that too.

Besides, ahead of her is time with Marius.

Cosette lets herself be distracted by the walk with her father, the sights of Paris in winter around her, the sociability of a little conversation with Marius's flattering peacock of a grandfather, the joy of sitting with Marius in quiet conversation and in loving silence. She's used to keeping her own thoughts deep inside her, anyway.

When they leave the Gillenormand household -- reluctantly for Cosette, without discernable opinion from her politely smiling father -- she has decided that she's really awake. None of this felt like a dream at all; nothing was strange, nothing changed in the way of dreams.

Walking homewards on her father's arm, she's very thoughtful.
road_to_calvary: (Best of My Life)

[personal profile] road_to_calvary 2014-05-05 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
His smile widens, just for a second, and she will not see it because her bonnet is in the way.

'Of course.'

How could he not? She is his universe.

He resumes their walk, once more lapsing into silence. Until he asks,

'I hope you were not too shocked by the introduction to your mother.'
road_to_calvary: (Such A Lonely Child)

[personal profile] road_to_calvary 2014-05-05 10:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Perhaps he should not have asked. He is no more ready to answer questions now than he ever was, and will avoid them if at all possible. He is not about to encourage more, especially since it is not lost on him that he and Fantine...well, it would surely be hard for anyone to believe they had ever been intimate, let alone Cosette, who must surely have wondered on their relationship at some point. Must surely be wondering on it now, unless it has not occurred to her with everything that has happened.

So all he does is pat her hand vaguely, and say, 'I am very glad you are happy, my child.'
road_to_calvary: (Quiet Pain)

[personal profile] road_to_calvary 2014-05-05 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)
When she looks at him, Valjean is calm to the point of serenity. His smiles are easy and affectionate; there is nothing about him that would not suggest her joy is equally shared within him.

When she is not looking at him - or he thinks she is not - the facade is not always so complete. It is harder these days, since the barricade and the sewer, to lift the weight closing around his heart. Every visit to Marius, every joyful twirl of Cosette's skirts in excitement at her betrothal, every second of every day that passes, brings him closer to the moment he dreads. It is impossible to keep the sadness at bay in every instant, though he does try.

He is not aware she is looking. His eyes are turned forward, and see nothing. But her hand is on his arm, and she is by his side. He feels her there, and it will keep him afloat a while yet.
road_to_calvary: (Thoughtful)

[personal profile] road_to_calvary 2014-05-05 11:25 pm (UTC)(link)
A while later, he looks down at her again. She is smiling, and so probably thinking about Marius. He could ask her something of him - indeed, only mention his name - and the air around them will be filled with her happy chatter.

Instead, he asks, 'did you meet anyone else interesting while you were there?'
road_to_calvary: (Best of My Life)

[personal profile] road_to_calvary 2014-05-05 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
'Ah, Father Harman. He is a very good man.'

As long as you are not a vampire. He does not want to scare her unduly, so he does not say it.

'The lights come from electricity. It is a quite wondrous invention. You will become used to it in the bar. The young lady with the blue hair is Noriko. She is a mutant - she creates electricity with her hands.'

Or channels it. He is unclear on the details, and is a little wary of asking her about it further. Their conversations often disquiet him, because he wants to help her and does not know how.

'A great lord, very tall...I imagine that would be Elrond. He is an elf.'

And in a similar situation to his own, having lost his daughter to a man. It pains him to think of, so he moves on quickly.

'And a boy from Paris - I imagine that would be Gavroche.'

He hesitates before speaking on, because he does not want Cosette hurt by asking for details that would be difficult for her to hear. But she will likely find out anyway, and perhaps it would be better for her to be prepared.

'He was acquainted with Marius.'
road_to_calvary: (Heaven)

[personal profile] road_to_calvary 2014-05-06 08:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Valjean opens his mouth, then closes it. Her pique is amusing, like watching a small bird attack a dog, or similar. Which is not to say he does not respect it, but he is aware she will have little or no ill-feeling behind it.

He is also aware that he should be careful what he says. He should have reminded Gavroche not to mention that he himself was at the barricade.

'You will tell Marius? I do not know if you can, Cosette. I doubt he will believe tales of a magic tavern at the end of the universe.'
road_to_calvary: (Heavenly Skies)

[personal profile] road_to_calvary 2014-05-07 12:20 pm (UTC)(link)
'I think it is the sort of reality that may have to be seen to be believed.'

But he will not tell her not to. Marius is her betrothed, and it is not his business what they speak of.

'It is your choice, of course.'

He is wondering whether to tell her about Enjolras and Grantaire. In the end, he decides not. They have no reason, besides their honour, not to speak of his presence at the barricade, and he will put off that possibility for as long as he can.
road_to_calvary: (Thoughtful)

[personal profile] road_to_calvary 2014-05-07 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
He does look down. And what he sees makes his heart sink.

A few more paces.

'Are you all right, my child?' he asks eventually, in a gentle tone.

'I know it is an overwhelming place. You need not visit again if you do not wish to.'
road_to_calvary: (Heaven)

[personal profile] road_to_calvary 2014-05-08 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
He smiles too.

'Yes. It is quite a thing. I felt rather foolish, the first time I tried. But it has never failed to work, and is quite normal there.'

This is conversation he could never have envisioned himself having. It is remarkable what God provides in a person's life.

'Apparently the bar has some kind of personality - a female one, even. She can be quite curt if not treated correctly.'
road_to_calvary: (Smiling Papa)

[personal profile] road_to_calvary 2014-05-19 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
He is clearly amused also, but not telling any untruths.

'It is all quite true, my dear. You will see, should you have reason for temper with her at any time. She can be very stubborn; things are withheld for a person's own good, at times; at others, provided despite nothing being asked for, if it is in what she considers their best interests. I do not know how any of this came to be, but that is how it is.'
road_to_calvary: (Such A Lonely Child)

[personal profile] road_to_calvary 2014-05-19 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
It does occur to him what he may have just let himself in for. Saying no to Cosette is impossible; how much more will he be fussed over if she manages to get the Bar to work for her also?

(His alarm is entirely fond. He would not change Cosette's care of him if the multiverse were offered to him on a platter.)

He is prevented from having to voice any of this by their fortuitous arrival home. He draws the key from his pocket, and holds the gate open so that Cosette may pass into her garden.

'I am sure she will become friends with you.'

Who would not?

'In the meantime, will you retire, or shall I ask Toussaint to make you some tea?'
road_to_calvary: (Implacable)

[personal profile] road_to_calvary 2014-05-20 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
'Ah, yes.'

He had forgotten. Rather a lot happened not long after that conversation.

'A moment. I will fetch it.'

He retreats to his small rooms set behind the house, and finds an envelope to put some money into. After a moment's thought, he adds a little more than originally planned; Cosette must be provided for there, he knows what he owed, he knows the money he is giving anonymously to certain patrons. And though he is no longer Bound, there is no telling whether he will be again. Should he ever return.

It does not take long. He returns to Cosette's house, and hands the envelope to her.

'If you ask the bar to keep it for me, she will pass it on the next time she sees me. Thank you.'

It does not occur to him, even for a moment, to explain what is held therein.
road_to_calvary: (Best of My Life)

[personal profile] road_to_calvary 2014-05-20 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
'Well, then. I will leave you to rest until supper, my dear.'

He smiles and squeezes her arm, both light and brief. And then leaves her to her house, her garden, and her thoughts of another man.