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Marguerite Blakeney is clearly beyond scruples (blazeinhereyes) wrote in wariscoming,

Marguerite didn't know the outcome of the revolution but as Bastille day was still celebrated even now, in countries that weren't France, she had to figure it did succeed. Were things better? She didn't know, she hadn't looked it up and she hadn't asked Enjolras or Eponine on the matter. After all, they had only just met. Not exactly the time to ask about life in France during their time.

"Perhaps not. I can only assume the one I am from was in a way. They still celebrate the day we stormed the Bastille even though nothing came of it. It was a symbol of unrest and taking matters into our own hands, but to celebrate it now? I think people will always be unhappy, no matter the situation. I agree that things needed to change, but seeing what it turned into..."

She couldn't speak of the women waiting to collect the scalps and hair of the dead. The anger the flooded the streets. And she certainly couldn't speak of how Percy suffered. An Englishman who decided enough was enough.

"It is always strange going from one extreme to another... I raised my brother on the streets of Paris, taking whatever job I could. I made it work, and our neighbors, the inns I'd work, they would help as they could, even if it wasn't much. In England, I was a baronet. I was the French actress to them. The worlds were so different and that was just across the Chanel. America and the future are even more strange to adapt to..."

Or she could mention Percy in vague terms. And even that hurt right now. Today. Their wedding never even completed. Not really.

Nodding as Anatoly mentioned what had happened to the family of the tsar, of how innocents were always caught in the middle, Marguerite looked down.

"It is fear. The pocket resistances. If they have someone to make a symbol, they have power. It is better to them to be rid of any chance of resistance and hope if they want to remain in power.... It is in those moments especially when the power they said corrupted the ones in power turns and corrupts them. Bloodshed begets bloodshed...."

Would things have changed any other way? Marguerite honestly didn't know. But she still wanted to think it could have. But her hands were already stained so perhaps it didn't matter.