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p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"They had planned this for months, almost a year in fact. Ever since the very first protest during their first year of university they had grown in numbers and even power, they were well known names through out the whole ofof Paris for the good they had done. From helping to shut down a large majority of the black market to tracking down various drug mules across the country. They had managed to get the government to give more help to those that needed it and now, here they stood, in front of what looked like an old warehouse but they knew it was something more./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"Inside stood rows of glass tubes. It had recently been discovered that those who ran the Parisian underworld had found a new way to get the debts that were owed to them. Using family members as either a payment or a threat, they were brought here, locked in the cases where they were frozen. It had been invented for hospital use, for those that were sick and there was no available treatment at the time but it was no where near fully tested and no one knew how these people had gotten their hands on it, but somehow they had managed it./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"Joly had been the one to discover this information, he was one of the medical students that had been enlisted in researching the prototype. A few of the tubes were meant to be delivered to the facility that he worked in, only they never turned up and after to numerous phone calls and emails, it was discovered a lorry carrying them had been hijacked and this was where they had been taken to. The Government hadn't listened, they didn't care. Anything that was messy or didn't concern the wealthiest of the country's population was ignored and pushed aside. So, here they were. Enjolras, Combeferre and Bahorel all stood outside the doorway to the warehouse as Courfeyrac waited across the road in his car for them and the rest of their friends sat in the Musainm a building that had been bought and made into their headquarters when it had been put up for sale a few years before./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"Bahorel grinned at the other two, Combeferre gave him a small uncertain smile in return whilst Enjolras remained stoic, staring at the door in front of them. Without another word Bahorel knocked on the door and within a moment they were greeted by a pair of crinkled eyes staring at them around the door. Enjolras stepped forward, nodding at the man. "I've come to pay my debts."/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;""And who might they be to?" The man asked, raising his eyebrow at them suspiciously as he ran his eyes over the men in front of him before giving a satisfied grunt. It had taken much debate among the friends, no one with money would owe debts to these kinds of people and expensive clothing would do nothing to help them blend in. So here the three men stood, in their flapcaps and torn jeans with their not existing debts that they owed. The door was opened wider and Enjolras quickly peered inside to get a better look at the warehouse. Row after row of the glass tubes stood, filling up the entire space. A few rooms lined the far left side but otherwise, that was all there was behind the tinted windows./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;""Brujon," Combeferre recalled the man he had been researching, answering as Enjolras stood lost in thought. It seemed that he owned a majority of the tubes here, enough that it wouldn't seem suspicious for them to owe him. Feuilly had followed the man for a few hours, making sure he was far away and would not be able to disturb them and on the off chance that he did begin heading this way, Bahorel would receive a phone call and they would hopefully escape in time./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"The man nodded his head as he stepped aside to let them in and Enjolras took the lead, marching forward as his two friends and the stranger followed him. The older man frowned as he tried to keep up, his steps quickening until he was almost jogging just to keep up. "Monsieurs, it's not protocol for you go looking for your relative! If you give me your name..." He fell silent as Bahorel shot him a glare and cracked his knuckles menacingly./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"Hearing the sound of heavy foot steps a number of people looked up curiously from where they were dotted around the room. The further they walked into the warehouse the more that joined them, watching them despite Bahorel sizing them up and Combeferre nudging Enjolras in the ribs to try and get him to slow down but it was no useEnjolras' jaw stiffened as he quickly began to calculate how many of the tubes were occupied and it seemed that they all were, despite a couple that looked as if they had been recently emptied. People of all ages, men, women and children occupied the cases, no one was immune to being brought here and Enjolras visibly grimaced as he looked at a girl that must have been no older than five, dressed in her pyjamas and hugging a teddy in one of the tubes. He tightened his hands into fists in his pockets as he continued to walk, oblivious to what was going on around him when Combeferres voice interrupted his thoughts. "Eponine," he breathed, grabbing Enjolras' arm. He looked to where he was pointing and sure enough, there she was behind the glass. Her face was pale and bruised, her hair tangled around her face but it was clearly her in her trade mark green, torn jacket./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;""Who? Her?" The man behind him barked out a laugh as he stepped between them and the case. "Nah, it's Thenardier that owes us his money for her. Besides, she's not one of Brujons."/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;""Then let us pay off the debt," Combeferre told the man as he tried to get a better look at the girl who more often than not occupied one of the many bean bags that Jehan had filled the Musain with. She rarely spoke much, in fact she was often there before any of them were when they trailed in on a morning. She had once been Marius' girlfriend a year or so ago, it was only for a matter of months and none of them truly knew what happened but after they broke up she showed up less and less./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"Enjolras was about to protest as the man rocked on his heals, looking them over once again. "Don't normally let people do that," he told them as he sucked his teeth. "Ten thousand euros."/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"Combeferres jaw dropped as he stared at the girl, frowning as he took a step back. Bahorel gave him a hard pat on the back, ready to admit defeat when Enjolras nodded his head. "I have that," he told him simply. "We want her out of there first though."/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;""Enjolras, what are you-" Bahorel began to question him before the blonde gave him a look that told him to be quiet and so, he was. The three men watched as the man called for another to come open the tube. Soon enough the brown haired girl was being pulled out of the tube and pushed towards them, still in what seemed an unconscious state. With Enjolras quickly paying the man, the other two turned away and began to walk towards the door with Bahorel carrying her in his arms, knowing Enjolras wouldn't be far behind them./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"As soon as they were outside, Bahorel turned to look at Enjolras. "That's a lot of money, you know?" When Enjolras only grunted in return he raised his eyebrow. "Thought you didn't even like the kid, anyway?"/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;""I never said I didn't like her, I said her presence annoyed me," he replied sharply as they hurried towards the waiting car. "I thought she might be able to help us."/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"Courfeyrac raised his eyebrow as he glanced in the mirror, looking at Eponine who was now wedged between Combeferre and Bahorel, her head lolling onto the fighters shoulder before he shrugged his shoulders and began to drive./p
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p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"Eponine was still unconscious when they arrived at the Musain and as if psychic, Joly was already waiting at the door as he nervously wrung his hands together. His frown grew as he watched Bahorel scoop the girl up in his arms, half throwing her over his shoulder as he headed for the door, the other three trailing behind him./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;""Where did-" Joly began before Bahorel nodded his head towards Enjolras and the medical student instantly understood. "Be careful with her, we don't know if she has any injuries or damage and for god sake don't let her touch anything, we don't know how sterile the environment was that she was kept in!"/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"Bahorel laughed light heartedly as he headed through the corridor and placed her down in the room that had been made into a make shift medical room after they realised that more often than not someone returned with an injury, plus it put Jolys mind to rest and stopped a majority of his lectures that had began to drive the bunch of friends insane./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"When they entered Jehan was sat on one of the counters, swinging his legs as he scribbled more poetry on the back of his hand. He'd filled up all of his notebooks that he kept in the Musain, along with a majority of Jolys paper, including adding little poems on the bottom of his notes despite his protests. When he spotted Eponine he slipped to his feet and skipped over to the bed that she had been placed on and swatted Bahorel away, feeling at her forehead. Somehow Jehan had managed to steadily slip into the role of nurse, helping Joly when he needed him./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"Enjolras sighed as he followed them inside, crossing his arms against his chest as he watched medical student, along with the help of Jehan, begin to assess the girl. "When will she wake up?"/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"Jehan looked up at him and smiled. "Patience, dear leader," he told him as he began fussing over moving Eponines hair out of the way. "She will wake when she is ready."/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;""What he means to say is that when this has worn off she will wake up but only time will tell," Joly clarified as he quickly rummaged through one of the neatly organised draws and pulled out a needle./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;""We need to see what she knows about that place," Enjolras told them sternly as he turned away, heading for the door. "Combeferre, find me when she wakes up."/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"He had barely stepped out of the room as there was a loud clatter, following by Jehans soothing voice. He turned back around curiously, finding Eponine sat up on the bed staring at all of them as they all watched her in bewilderment. "Where am I?" She demanded. "Who are you?"/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"Maybe this wasn't going to be so simple after all./p
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p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"They had planned this for months, almost a year in fact. Ever since the very first protest during their first year of university they had grown in numbers and even power, they were well known names through out the whole ofof Paris for the good they had done. From helping to shut down a large majority of the black market to tracking down various drug mules across the country. They had managed to get the government to give more help to those that needed it and now, here they stood, in front of what looked like an old warehouse but they knew it was something more./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"Inside stood rows of glass tubes. It had recently been discovered that those who ran the Parisian underworld had found a new way to get the debts that were owed to them. Using family members as either a payment or a threat, they were brought here, locked in the cases where they were frozen. It had been invented for hospital use, for those that were sick and there was no available treatment at the time but it was no where near fully tested and no one knew how these people had gotten their hands on it, but somehow they had managed it./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"Joly had been the one to discover this information, he was one of the medical students that had been enlisted in researching the prototype. A few of the tubes were meant to be delivered to the facility that he worked in, only they never turned up and after to numerous phone calls and emails, it was discovered a lorry carrying them had been hijacked and this was where they had been taken to. The Government hadn't listened, they didn't care. Anything that was messy or didn't concern the wealthiest of the country's population was ignored and pushed aside. So, here they were. Enjolras, Combeferre and Bahorel all stood outside the doorway to the warehouse as Courfeyrac waited across the road in his car for them and the rest of their friends sat in the Musainm a building that had been bought and made into their headquarters when it had been put up for sale a few years before./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"Bahorel grinned at the other two, Combeferre gave him a small uncertain smile in return whilst Enjolras remained stoic, staring at the door in front of them. Without another word Bahorel knocked on the door and within a moment they were greeted by a pair of crinkled eyes staring at them around the door. Enjolras stepped forward, nodding at the man. "I've come to pay my debts."/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;""And who might they be to?" The man asked, raising his eyebrow at them suspiciously as he ran his eyes over the men in front of him before giving a satisfied grunt. It had taken much debate among the friends, no one with money would owe debts to these kinds of people and expensive clothing would do nothing to help them blend in. So here the three men stood, in their flapcaps and torn jeans with their not existing debts that they owed. The door was opened wider and Enjolras quickly peered inside to get a better look at the warehouse. Row after row of the glass tubes stood, filling up the entire space. A few rooms lined the far left side but otherwise, that was all there was behind the tinted windows./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;""Brujon," Combeferre recalled the man he had been researching, answering as Enjolras stood lost in thought. It seemed that he owned a majority of the tubes here, enough that it wouldn't seem suspicious for them to owe him. Feuilly had followed the man for a few hours, making sure he was far away and would not be able to disturb them and on the off chance that he did begin heading this way, Bahorel would receive a phone call and they would hopefully escape in time./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"The man nodded his head as he stepped aside to let them in and Enjolras took the lead, marching forward as his two friends and the stranger followed him. The older man frowned as he tried to keep up, his steps quickening until he was almost jogging just to keep up. "Monsieurs, it's not protocol for you go looking for your relative! If you give me your name..." He fell silent as Bahorel shot him a glare and cracked his knuckles menacingly./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"Hearing the sound of heavy foot steps a number of people looked up curiously from where they were dotted around the room. The further they walked into the warehouse the more that joined them, watching them despite Bahorel sizing them up and Combeferre nudging Enjolras in the ribs to try and get him to slow down but it was no useEnjolras' jaw stiffened as he quickly began to calculate how many of the tubes were occupied and it seemed that they all were, despite a couple that looked as if they had been recently emptied. People of all ages, men, women and children occupied the cases, no one was immune to being brought here and Enjolras visibly grimaced as he looked at a girl that must have been no older than five, dressed in her pyjamas and hugging a teddy in one of the tubes. He tightened his hands into fists in his pockets as he continued to walk, oblivious to what was going on around him when Combeferres voice interrupted his thoughts. "Eponine," he breathed, grabbing Enjolras' arm. He looked to where he was pointing and sure enough, there she was behind the glass. Her face was pale and bruised, her hair tangled around her face but it was clearly her in her trade mark green, torn jacket./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;""Who? Her?" The man behind him barked out a laugh as he stepped between them and the case. "Nah, it's Thenardier that owes us his money for her. Besides, she's not one of Brujons."/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;""Then let us pay off the debt," Combeferre told the man as he tried to get a better look at the girl who more often than not occupied one of the many bean bags that Jehan had filled the Musain with. She rarely spoke much, in fact she was often there before any of them were when they trailed in on a morning. She had once been Marius' girlfriend a year or so ago, it was only for a matter of months and none of them truly knew what happened but after they broke up she showed up less and less./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"Enjolras was about to protest as the man rocked on his heals, looking them over once again. "Don't normally let people do that," he told them as he sucked his teeth. "Ten thousand euros."/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"Combeferres jaw dropped as he stared at the girl, frowning as he took a step back. Bahorel gave him a hard pat on the back, ready to admit defeat when Enjolras nodded his head. "I have that," he told him simply. "We want her out of there first though."/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;""Enjolras, what are you-" Bahorel began to question him before the blonde gave him a look that told him to be quiet and so, he was. The three men watched as the man called for another to come open the tube. Soon enough the brown haired girl was being pulled out of the tube and pushed towards them, still in what seemed an unconscious state. With Enjolras quickly paying the man, the other two turned away and began to walk towards the door with Bahorel carrying her in his arms, knowing Enjolras wouldn't be far behind them./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"As soon as they were outside, Bahorel turned to look at Enjolras. "That's a lot of money, you know?" When Enjolras only grunted in return he raised his eyebrow. "Thought you didn't even like the kid, anyway?"/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;""I never said I didn't like her, I said her presence annoyed me," he replied sharply as they hurried towards the waiting car. "I thought she might be able to help us."/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"Courfeyrac raised his eyebrow as he glanced in the mirror, looking at Eponine who was now wedged between Combeferre and Bahorel, her head lolling onto the fighters shoulder before he shrugged his shoulders and began to drive./p
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p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"Eponine was still unconscious when they arrived at the Musain and as if psychic, Joly was already waiting at the door as he nervously wrung his hands together. His frown grew as he watched Bahorel scoop the girl up in his arms, half throwing her over his shoulder as he headed for the door, the other three trailing behind him./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;""Where did-" Joly began before Bahorel nodded his head towards Enjolras and the medical student instantly understood. "Be careful with her, we don't know if she has any injuries or damage and for god sake don't let her touch anything, we don't know how sterile the environment was that she was kept in!"/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"Bahorel laughed light heartedly as he headed through the corridor and placed her down in the room that had been made into a make shift medical room after they realised that more often than not someone returned with an injury, plus it put Jolys mind to rest and stopped a majority of his lectures that had began to drive the bunch of friends insane./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"When they entered Jehan was sat on one of the counters, swinging his legs as he scribbled more poetry on the back of his hand. He'd filled up all of his notebooks that he kept in the Musain, along with a majority of Jolys paper, including adding little poems on the bottom of his notes despite his protests. When he spotted Eponine he slipped to his feet and skipped over to the bed that she had been placed on and swatted Bahorel away, feeling at her forehead. Somehow Jehan had managed to steadily slip into the role of nurse, helping Joly when he needed him./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"Enjolras sighed as he followed them inside, crossing his arms against his chest as he watched medical student, along with the help of Jehan, begin to assess the girl. "When will she wake up?"/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"Jehan looked up at him and smiled. "Patience, dear leader," he told him as he began fussing over moving Eponines hair out of the way. "She will wake when she is ready."/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;""What he means to say is that when this has worn off she will wake up but only time will tell," Joly clarified as he quickly rummaged through one of the neatly organised draws and pulled out a needle./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;""We need to see what she knows about that place," Enjolras told them sternly as he turned away, heading for the door. "Combeferre, find me when she wakes up."/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"He had barely stepped out of the room as there was a loud clatter, following by Jehans soothing voice. He turned back around curiously, finding Eponine sat up on the bed staring at all of them as they all watched her in bewilderment. "Where am I?" She demanded. "Who are you?"/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.8003997802734px;"Maybe this wasn't going to be so simple after all./p