I wrote this small piece for my tumblr :x
"We can't stay here much longer." Grantaire rallied the people within the Musain, pointing to empty chairs for them to sit in. The group looked at each other, knowing their fearless leader was right.
"Where do we go?" Bahorel took the bait, shrugging his shoulders.
"I suggest we go to the police station, clear out any people there, keep the kind survivors and use the cells to our advantage. There's also an infirmary, with a huge cabinet of supplies, even for our big group." Eponine stood as she spoke, demanding the room's attention, bow and quiver full of arrows rustling upon her back.
"We're going to need an infirmary to work in, these tables don't leave much to cleanliness." Joly nodded, Combeferre close behind.
The group fell silent, the groans of the hungry outside growing louder with each second. A tapping, three short and one heavy, made the group sigh happily in relief.
"They're back." Enjolras pulled his gun, waving Eponine over with a nod. She ran to the side door, drawing her bow with a deep breath. She nodded with conviction, Enjolras opening the door with a swing. She shot arrows off in rapid succession, their scavenging pair bolting beyond them. Cosette and Jehan, hardly out of breath, tossed four large bags on the tables before helping shut the door once more.
"We're moving." Courfeyrac spoke, the chaos done and over with. Cosette wiped her brow free of blood, nodding with a smile.
"Good, the biters are catching on." She tugged at her belt, not used to wearing pants and shirts.
"When do we move?" Jehan's gentle voice carried through the Musain. Suddenly, all eyes were on Grantaire.
"Dawn. We need to fight our way through town, so listen and prepare for formation. Eponine, before we move out, use your bow to pick off some of the larger hoards. Marius and Feuilly will lead the pack. Enjolras and Eponine behind them, with Gavroche between. Cosette and Jehan, you choose who will be in front of Combeferre, Bossuet, and Joly… they're too valuable to lose in this move. Protect them with your lives, take bites for them if you must. Musichetta and Bahorel, I'll make sure you guys stay tight together because I'll be at the back."
Everyone in the room took note of their positions, looking to Grantaire with worried smiles.
"Alright," he spoke once more ", get packing. Take as much as you can without your pack causing to much noise. Use clothing between items to muffle the sound."
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