mynameisenjolras:

 

Enjolras sat down opposite her, adjusting his jacket slightly before resting his arms on the table and looking carefully at her. “It is both we should pity; the flower for all it had never known, and its beauty forgotten or ignored.. but also man, for he killed the very item he sought to protect. His blood shall water the flowers when he fights, and the iris will grow.”

"Fights monsieur?" they lady raised a brow encouraging an explanation. This was not out of any surprise at the topic, but rather it was obvious they both knew the latter was not talking about flowers, and the transition would be made. A topic hardly spoken of in her bourgeoisie home, but that she kept in her pocket at all times.

She pursed her lips regretfully that the cafe supplied no vase for the bouquet, and stood them tall against the wall’s corner.

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"How sad indeed; for the iris grows on the very soil of our homeland, and the King’s symbol has taken its place instead of the true flower of France." Enjolras let the door swing shut behind him, a bitter side to his words, but also an angry undertone full of passion. He walked over to a table, gesturing for her to follow. "The winds of change are stirring, and it is the fleur-de-lys it will kill, not the iris. The iris is everlasting."

"Could they not? Seeds were created by God to thrive on the wind.  Nor Metal, nor symbol, nor emblem will last after a fire; yet it is known that plants, forever past and forever future, will be the sole survivor in that destruction by natural right. Yet, though they wield such power of ownership, strength, and vitality, they are overlooked until that very fire is unleashed and in the end, have the space to grow tall among the ashes." She followed and took a seat so that the man might sit down, habitually straightening her gown for a moment before returning her gaze to his. "Shall we pity the flower for getting trampled, or the man for not knowing the weight of what he has crushed?"

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mynameisenjolras:

 

Enjolras listened once he had given her the flowers, before nodding. “That would be wise, I feel.” He stepped towards the cafe that they stood near, looking at her before heading to the door and pushing it open for her. “I understand what you are talking about. The iris is the symbol of our country, the very flower of France itself, and yet the king chooses his fleur-de-lys over the noble iris. A small act, but terrible nonetheless.”

She stepped in front of him into the cafe, but kept an ear tilted with attention. So he did not appear slighted by her babbling? In fact he seemed to keep up with it. With some trepidation, she continued her thought, “And how very fitting that would be for the current times, that a stylized flower becomes the observed symbol over it’s true brother. How very sad it must be to accidentally trample over reality of our everyday valiant Iris to catch some glimpse of rich fashion.”  She paused, her mouth savoring strongly of bitterness, though she would ask no pardon for tone (why bother if she would invariable do it again?), only perhaps should she change the subject.

    

"Pardon, Monsie-" a young woman called from behind him, hem of her dress lifted with clutched fists having run from around the corner. Her face blushed with energy as well as the circumstance of herself being late. Her expression changed to quizzical as she released the hem of her gown back down to the cobblestone. "Flowers monsieur?" she questioned, unsure if the famed revolutionary had brought such a splendid bouquet for herself.
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mynameisenjolras:

Enjolras just smiled back in response, holding out the flowers in front of him. “Here.” he said. “I thought you might like these. They match your dress beautifully.”

"You are very keen monsieur, to have known by chance what colors I would be wearing today." She joked before accepting the bouquet graciously, a warmth replacing the anticipation and nerves she had moments earlier. The young bourgeoisie smiled at the bouquet, fingering a pedal with careful delicacy and intrigue, "They say Irises are our country’s emblem, the messages of friendship and valor attributed to it’s language, yet the king-” She paused blushing with the realization of where her train of thought had taken to out of habit. After a beat of silence, the woman continued with a regained formality  ”Shall we go inside to speak?”

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Les Mis Review from my theatre elitist heart. 

Seeing Colm Wilkinson, Anne Hathaway, Russell Crowe, and Hugh Jackman 
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Seeing Nancy Sullivan, Frances Ruffelle, and attempting to recognize more actresses:

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Noticing when they add a part from the book.
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How I’m sure the script-writers felt reading some of my favorite tiny parts before deleting or replacing.
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ALL THE SINGING
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When the first of appearance of the barricade boys and Eponine comes on.
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Noticing how Marius centered the the ABC seems to be
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Falling completely in love with Eddie Redmayne, Amanda Seyfried, and Daniel Huttlestone
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The end of the Barricade scene. 
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Enjolras and Grantaire 

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 And let us not forget that Hadley Fraser played an extra in that.
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The ending
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If you haven’t, it’s time to go see this movie.


 

Les Mis Review in Brief. 


 



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WHO WILL WIN 5 vs 6 

elevenshadesofdoctor:

trustthedoctors:

elevenshadesofdoctor:

trustthedoctors:

elevenshadesofdoctor:

trustthedoctors:

elevenshadesofdoctor:

trustthedoctors:

elevenshadesofdoctor:

trustthedoctors:

trustthedoctors:

elevenshadesofdoctor:

So the question was posed: What if on Gallifrey the males are the ones who pop out the kids and that’s why he’s so confused when he comes to earth and sees females pregnant.

So then my warped mind imagined Five poping out a kid because he’s a bit…

You know what! This is the last time you’re insulting me. Bully! *grabs cricket bat and swings it hitting the 6th Doctor’s head causing him to fall on the ground* He’s dead… I think… *kicks him a bit to see if he’s alive.*

(( he’s sick and tired XD sorry Oh gosh I’ve created a monster he’s turning into 6. ))

*grabs the umbrella and starts fighting back* You really are an overemotional pansy with a horrible dress sense! Really! I could strangle you!

((what have we created?))

WHO WILL WIN

Oh strangle me with your scary umbrella! *Starts sword fighting with the objects*

I’m so scared! 

You know I think you’re so agressive towards me because you secretly want me and simply can not express it except with violence *defends and spars with any and all objects nearby*

How did you find out *he sarcastically said and threw apples at him* 

Don’t throw apples at me! *grabs carrot juice and pours it all over him*

Don’t pour carrot juice on me! *throws pears at him with his cricket stick* How’d you like that.

Don’t throw pears at me! *throws lemons at him with his umbrella* Take that pansy!

*Grabs the thing next to him.* Take that! *Pushes The Master* Where the Heck did you come from. *Looking at The Master in disgust* 

EW I DON’T WANT HIM! *picks the master up and throws him back at him and grabs a cybermen and throws him as well* Take that! Aha!

-sneaks in- -takes the discarded master- -sneaks out-
<.< >.> 
Carry on. 

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Christmas Time 

“No. No I’m not. I’d like to register.” The Doctor was busy chatting with the woman with the clipboard. He assumed Eponine was still by his side, so he failed to notice when she took off.

The man who was at the stand, looked down at Eponine, “Would you like one of these?” He gestured to the little ball of light that she had shown interest in. “It’s specially made for the ceremony that will be going on today. Everyone has one.” He began his pitch to convince Eponine to buy one. “I wouldn’t want an adorable girl liek you to be the only one without one of these fun little things. Run along and ask an adult to give you some money if you don’t have any. I wouldn’t want you to get picked on.”

The woman blinked awake, as if gathering herself professionally for the unexpected answer, “O-oh…” turning knobs along the edge of her clip-board, it sprang to life lighting up. “Won’t be the best spots available…I’m sure you’re aware….” she added looking at her clipboard-screen turning a few more side knobs. “How many in your unit? Oh and I’m going to have to see some i.d….”.

Ceremony? Eponine looked up at the man and then turned to the ball in her hand with a smile. Placing it back on the shelf, she ran back to the Doctor, unaware of the lady next to him as she was searching through the small brown pouch hanging off the side of her shoulder. 

“Monsieur…” Eponine began to get his attention, holding up a wad of francs in crushed in her fist, “Could we exchange this?”

The Doctor sushed her and continued talking to the woman beside him. “Well about i.d… I don’t currently have mine. It’s just me and my dear child here.” He indicated to Eponine. “Is that really going to be a problem?”

The woman sighed and turned some more knobs. “You can not attend sir without the proper i.d. I am terribly sorry.” She turned on her heel and walked away. The Doctor stared and then began to play with one of his blonde curls as he thought.

“Most interesting. Hmm. I’ll figure out a way to get in there.” he suddenly remembered Eponine and turned to her, “What was it that you wanted?”

She held out her wad of francs a little straighter. “Could this be exchanged for al-, these people’s, money?” she looked back over her shoulder at the little flickering light and then back at him. With a smile she grabbed his wrist and playfully pulled the doctor over to the stand to show what she was so very interested in. 

"It’s a toy ball." Eponine explained holding it out in her hand as the little light flickered to life, vacuuming all the air around it into a rotating circle, causing it to look like a ball of air had formed around the light. "He says these were specifically designed for the ceremony today…" Eponine added excitedly before lifting high on her toes to whisper to him "We must have come on an exciting day!"

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Christmas Time 

elevenshadesofdoctor:

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“I am not from Earth.” He reminded Eponine as he pulled her along, walking at his usual brisk pace. “You don’t need to bring a present and if we do need one, I can easily produce one. I have many odds and ends.”

They reached the small village and The Doctor cautiosly looked around. So far there wwas no trouble and it was simply a small, quiet little place. It was a nice change especially considering he had a child tagging along. Since it was her first time on an alien planet, this was a good way to introduce her to the universe.

Out the corner of his eye, The Doctor spotted a humanoid form moving towards him. Having never been here himself, he regarded the figure with suspicion, but he made no threatening movements. The alien drew closer to them, walking towards them.

The little village wasn’t exactly empty, in fact they seemed to have entered it at it’s busiest time of day with peddlers in humanoid but ever so slightly different forms. 

“Fresh food! Crowshot! Pressure-Patties!” cried out a chef on a street stand flipping burgers with almost boastful skill. “-won’t buy it with that attitude, young lady.” another humanoid purred next to Eponine, dragging along a child who was attempting to play with the strangest of toys. More prominent,  each of the people within the town had a tiny flashing little bulb of light hovering near their ankle, as well at little flashing bulbs that seemed to be floating, well, everywhere.

“Wait…” Eponine gave a look, “How can I understand them?” the child listened close to the bustle of voices around her. Sure, this was her first foreign planet, but she was quite pretentious enough yet to think the whole Galaxy spoke French.

Curious, she let go of his hand for a brief moment to run to one of the stands, the child smiled with glee as she picked up one of the little blubs. At her touch, like all the other blubs seemed to do in different shapes, a vaccum of wind appeared for her in the form of a ball. Letting it bounce and twirl on the edge of her palm, Eponine was preoccupied as a humanoid figure walked over to the Doctor. 

“Are you registered for the ceremony today sir?” she asked dryly, not even bothering to look up from her clip-board as though she assumed everyone’s answer was the same.

“No. No I’m not. I’d like to register.” The Doctor was busy chatting with the woman with the clipboard. He assumed Eponine was still by his side, so he failed to notice when she took off.

The man who was at the stand, looked down at Eponine, “Would you like one of these?” He gestured to the little ball of light that she had shown interest in. “It’s specially made for the ceremony that will be going on today. Everyone has one.” He began his pitch to convince Eponine to buy one. “I wouldn’t want an adorable girl liek you to be the only one without one of these fun little things. Run along and ask an adult to give you some money if you don’t have any. I wouldn’t want you to get picked on.”

The woman blinked awake, as if gathering herself professionally for the unexpected answer, “O-oh…” turning knobs along the edge of her clip-board, it sprang to life lighting up. “Won’t be the best spots available…I’m sure you’re aware….” she added looking at her clipboard-screen turning a few more side knobs. “How many in your unit? Oh and I’m going to have to see some i.d….”.

Ceremony? Eponine looked up at the man and then turned to the ball in her hand with a smile. Placing it back on the shelf, she ran back to the Doctor, unaware of the lady next to him as she was searching through the small brown pouch hanging off the side of her shoulder. 

"Monsieur…" Eponine began to get his attention, holding up a wad of francs in crushed in her fist, "Could we exchange this?"

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Christmas Time 

elevenshadesofdoctor:

yourfriendsophie:

When the TARDIS stopped moving he reached over and flipped the switch. The doors opened revealing a new planet, a different ground for them to step on top.

“I’m not human Eponine. I’m an alien.” The Doctor held out his hand for her to take it in hers. “I’m a Time Lord. I’m not human like you. I simply looked human to you. Although from my point of view, you look Time Lord as Time Lords came first.”

“Time Lord.” Eponine repeated slowly, liking the way it sounded. Taking his hand, she gave an adventurous smile, anticipating what it would look like as she turned to look out the doors.

Her jaw nearly dropped as she looked at the view,at first slightly impaired by the brightness of twin suns. Steeping outside, Eponine looked around for a moment with wonder before her serene feelings were broken by a short glance at her feet. Letting out a surprised shriek, the girl jumped backwards onto the Tardis.

“They’re…..they’re floating!” Not her feet of course, put rather the patch of land they were on itself, as well as dozens of little, tethered together, floating islands ahead of them. It was as though someone cut of the tops of hills with their dirt roots attached, roped them together and left them drifting, like a life-raft in a never-ending blue sky.

Tapping the edge of her toe on the soft grass the Tardis had landed on, Eponine mentally decreed it sturdy and came outside fully, making sure to hold onto the Doctors hand tight as so the breeze wouldn’t knock her off their little hill into the clouds below.

The Doctor looked amused at Eponine’s reaction. He held on tightly knowing that she would easily be blown away. “Think, my dear, you are on an alien world. This is nothing like Earth.” He walked with her, keeping her close to him in case something dangerous came along.

“I have never actually been here before. This is a first for you and me.” The wind was strong because of how high the land was in the sky. The Doctor kept Eponine close, keeping a firm grip on her hand as they walked through the rolling hills. Eventually as they passed over one of the hills, a small village could be seen.

“What a beautiful sight.”

"It’s completely magical Monsieur" Eponine took everything in rather excitedly, "I mean, we are floating!" The child was unable to rap her mind around it, a small gathering of land masses moving beneath her feet. Though, for her being on an alien planet for the first time, something about it just felt right, and the child was ready to see more.

"Should we have brought them a present, Mosieur?" She wondered, her mind suddenly jumping to it when she saw the little village below, giving a hard look as though searching her mind for the right item. Shaking her head, Eponine looked up at him, "You know, as ambassadors of Earth?". 

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