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Who: Ella, Hattie, Eponine, and NPC Guard(s) (courtesy of dear Shellymod)
When: September 1st or 2nd, 1918 - during this conversation.
Where: Undisclosed barracks at the Missionworth Military Base
Summary: Hattie got dragged in, Eponine wants to bust her out. Ella...gets to be the distraction.
Warnings: I don't know yet?
Notes: The distraction will be attention grabbing so for those in prison or breaking out, feel free to have your characters notice/hear the fuss if you want :D

Eponine wandered reluctantly away from the bars; she wasn't good at planning what to do; she had spent her life being told to be in a certain place to do a certain thing, and unlike Ella, wasn't independent enough to consciously take charge of her future. She sat on the bunk again.

"I would like to take Hattie back to France with me - I wish I could show her... a day in my life there would teach Hattie not to fight peopple she cannot possibly beat."

She looked up as heavy footsteps came closer and a jangle of metal indicated that the cell was being opened. A soldier.

He pointed straight at Eponine. "You. Girl. Come with me - and let's be having no funny business."

Eponine stood up, glancing at Ella, but said nothing. She followed the man quietly out of the cell, and some way down the corridor, waiting patiently as instructed whilst he locked Ella's cell again. Once the guard had collected her, Eponine put her hand on his, closed her eyes and concentrated, imagining his mind being wiped of - everything. She had probably overdone it a bit, but she wasn't sure what might trigger a reaction, and Eponine had no intention of staying in jail for longer than she had to. Especially if they were hitting prisoners. Eponine had no intention of being beaten up again.

Once the man was essentially blanked, it was simple for Eponine to take his keys off his belt, and hurry back to Ella's cell. Breakouts with magic powers were SO much easier than in France... Her hair was only slightly ruffled from where she had ran her hand through it as she concentrated,and she attempted to smooth this down even as, triumphantly, she waved the keys at Ella.

"Look - see, Madame, what I have. Come - we can get out of here. I don't want them to hurt you too."

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The entire time Eponine was gone, Ella watched the door of the cell restlessly. She worried, naturally - she didn't owe her stepsister anything, but this situation was different from the one in their time. How the heck they were going to be able to get Hattie out, let alone themselves, was beyond her.

And yet, Eponine's return was a shock considering she came without a guard and with his keys. "Eponine... how did you get the guard's key? What did you do?"

Was now really the time for those kinds of questions? Nope! She smiled, though she was confused, "You're brilliant, whatever you did. Do you think those will unlock Hattie's cell door too?"

"I..."

Well, she couldn't tell Ella. She frowned; she hadn't got as far as hiding her power in the grand escape plan.

"I... Don't think it's for a lady to hear."
It sounded lame, but perhaps Ella would buy it and not ask any more questions.

Eponine struggled to open the cell, trying key after key as quickly as she could.

"One of these MUST open Hattie's cell. What was it? Twenty -?"

At last the cell door opened and Eponine called, "Come on, quick, before more find us," even as she began to turn and run in the direction they had dragged Hattie.

Suddenly Ella isn't sure she wants to know if it wasn't for a lady to hear. A puzzled look tossed in Eponine's direction, "O...hhkaay." Awk-warrrd.

"Quietly, quietly -" she urged, more calmly than she felt, scanning the hall for the guards. Someone would be along any minute, she knew it. What if they found what Eponine had done?

"Twenty seven is her cell." She quickly stepped out of the cell as the door was opened, pivoting and sprintng along with Eponine down the corridor. Glancing both ways until she caught sight of the cell in question. "Here, it's here -!"

"OOOOH -- OH!" Eponine gasped as they reached the cell; the open bars allowed both girls to see poor Hattie, still unconscious, and with her arms restrained, just as the soldier had ordered.

"Oh my - Ella, we have to get her out; when they knocked girls out like that in France, Madame, it - well, it was not good. It meant a baby for sure."

She began to try keys in the lock, one after one.

"Madame - do you mind - or shall I look out? That is what I did at home..."

Now that was an unpleasant thought. Hattie didn't deserve that! But she didn't think that these guards were of such poor moral fiber - hopefully. "I'll go in, you keep watch." She told the girl, waiting for the door to get unlocked..

Once the cell was unlocked, Ella slipped inside to where her stepsister was, frowning a little. "Hattie - Hattie wake up." She'll shake her stepsister a bit, and if that doesn't work? Why yes, she will slap her in the face. But it's only to wake her up! Swearsies.

[ OOC And Hattie can jump in here- then we can have Shellymod NPC a guard when they're on their way out :D ]

Hattie had most certainly seen better days, that's for sure. Her poor dress. Her poor hair! She was restrained in those fancy-ish and heavy, chained cuffs that restrained her wrists and ankles.

She's a little easier to wake up than usual, sure the shaking doesn't work, but once she's slapped, the blonde lets out a snort of surprise, drool running down the corner of her lip and revealing a diagonal, red bruise along the side of her face, "*snort* OUCH." Damn it, Ella, that hurt!

She stares at Ella a moment, looking like she's going to be ill. But eventually she seems to recognize her stepsister, ".... Ella? Is that.. You?"

Eponine sticks her head into the cell.
"Ella... there is a guard coming; I can hear their footsteps. I can...stop... them... if you need me to."

She doesn't sound over eager about stopping anybody; she doesn't want to use the powers that Jesse gave her too much.

Crap. Ella glances at Eponine, shaking her head quickly. She didn't sound like she wanted to confront the guards again and Ella wouldn't ask her to. But she was unarmed, thanks to the guards taking the knife John gave her. Damnit.

"Yes, it's me." Who else, Hattie, really. She sidled around behind her stepsister to untie her ropes. "Come on, get up - we have to get out of here." Maybe there was another way out. "Eponine, help me with her."

[ And Hattie or Shelly can pop in here :D ]

Hattie wasn't doing a very good job of pulling herself together but she was pleased- no, she was ecstatic to see Ella before her! It was like the higher powers had answered Hattie's prayers at long last!

"E- Ella.." the blonde repeated with a small smile, and waited patiently for her step-sister to undo her bindings. It was a bit difficult for her to remain standing so she leans against the wall for a moment, though as soon as her wrists were undone... She turned around and pounced Ella, trying to knock her down to the floor and start wailing on her! Thankfully in her state they're just slaps, but Hattie is -pissed- at you, girl! Would've been better to have Eponine free her!