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A. Enjolras ([personal profile] solo_patria) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu_logs2013-12-24 03:48 pm

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Characters: Enjolras, Les Amis, Other Friends (I'll edit those last two things as we head in here!)
Date: Christmas Eve- Early Morning
Location: The Cafe the boys tend to congregated at, Wood Sector
Situation: Réveillon is celebrated as part of the French Christmas traditions. And it's Christmas Eve here, so... :D
Warnings/Rating: Will Update!

Somehow, even in as strange a place as the turtle can be, and even in a time of such great sorrow as the loss of the Empress (a term he'll stubbornly use with his last breath), and the departure of Jehan, Christmas has managed to make its way around again, and this past year...when Enjolras thinks of it is nothing short of astounding. For him, it meant the rebellion, death, being born again, and all of the adventures here, finding his place with Etienne, growing closer to others than he allowed himself in life, and while he's not given to outward expressions of his sentiments, still finding that difficult in many cases, it bears some celebration nonetheless.

On Christmas, in France, after the midnight Mass, the one time a year Enjolras could drag himself to church, comes Réveillon, a time for staying awake, gathering close and, admittedly, overeating and drinking. Who could say otherwise of a meal that traditionally hosts thirteen desserts? Here, on the Turtle, some things were not able to be found but even so, the spirit of the thing is good enough, and, he managed to find a local equivalent to citron that, well, it's a miracle it hasn't all vanished by this point, because it's really good. In any case, it's set up in the cafe, along with a meal that may not be totally traditional but works out well, regardless.

So, here they are, old friends, and perhaps some new, on Christmas Eve, a little earlier than usual with no Mass to run off to, and warm and comfortable and here. That bears some celebration with friends, doesn't it?
saisamour: (what you possess)

[personal profile] saisamour 2013-12-27 10:44 am (UTC)(link)
[As customary, Marius can be seen sitting alone in one unassuming corner of the room, wide-eyed and mildly bewildered as he watches the slowly enlarging crowd. He has with him a plate of food and a glass of wine, but he takes only small mouthfuls and a tiny sip at a time.

Still, despite the reclusion, he does appreciate the invite, as well as the overall festive atmosphere. He has never been surrounded by so many people before, by merriment that is genuine and not simply for show, that he finds himself occasionally smiling, although not without mild confusion, at the louder guests or boisterous laughter occasionally bursting throughout the cafe.

Which probably makes him appear as someone with questionable sanity, but he's never been the most self-aware person in Keeliai.]
saisamour: (darkness to light)

[personal profile] saisamour 2013-12-29 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
[It's almost an involuntary reaction, Marius tensing just a little as Enjolras approaches. As much as he has been trying his hardest to strengthen ties with his fellow Parisians, as Cosette would have wished him to, any attempts to do so with Enjolras has resulted in terrible outcomes.

But he manages to smile, just a fraction, at what he thinks is a joke, or at least an attempt to lighten the mood, and then nods in agreement at his remark about finding comfort in familiar faces.]


Oh, it is.

[He stares at the wine's surface in his glass, giving it a small swirl as he continues with,]

Perhaps I might search for her soon. [A pause, and then,] How have you been, Enjolras?
saisamour: (sweet sun send me the moon)

[personal profile] saisamour 2013-12-30 08:07 am (UTC)(link)
[Marius, really, has nothing to say about the subject of their often-awkward conversations, so he simply listens and nods with ingrained politeness, his cheeks tinted crimson all the while.]

M. Amon has come back, and I have returned to work at his clinic. [He looks greatly pleased at that, with his face brightening and not only due to the welcome change of subject.] I have also been occupying myself with my studies.

[There's an almost imperceptible inclination of his head then, and a thoughtful look crosses his expression.] I only wish there were more books in the library for the perusal of the general public.
saisamour: (AND EVERY WORD YOU SAY)

[personal profile] saisamour 2014-01-05 03:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh!

Marius's spine straightens up a little at the mention of books. He really does wish to inquire further about which books Enjolras had recovered, but his shyness overcomes him, even if his wide eyes reveal that his curiosity hasn't been completely silenced by it.

Still, he does not ask. Instead, he answers,]


Charter Magic, as Mlle. Sabriel calls it, as well as... [A soft gasp escapes him as he only now realizes his earlier slip. He hesitates; Temeraire and he had agreed to keep their lessons between themselves. However, Enjolras is not one to gossip, and Marius is not one to lie. And so,] the Kedan's mother tongue. Do keep this between us, Enjolras; M. Temeraire is not keen on making it known that he is teaching me.
saisamour: (and with words unspoken)

[personal profile] saisamour 2014-01-11 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Marius's shoulders relax, and a small, soft sigh of relief escapes him at Enjolras's assurance. He's progressed his studies far enough that it would be a great pity for him to be forced to stop, after all—although, now that he thinks of it, Enjolras or any of his other friends are not the type to discourage him from his not-quite-so-legal studies.

He cants his head to one side. He has read a great deal of literature. The Organt is not one of them. He hesitates only for a second, due to timidity, then pushes himself to ask, with a little shyness,]


Will you allow me to borrow them?
saisamour: (a silent devotion)

[personal profile] saisamour 2014-01-11 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
[It's not extremely difficult to catch the way Marius's face lights up at that, though not without an underlying uncertainty at the mention of 'angry scrawling in the margins.' But then his expression turns into one of genuine surprise, rounded eyes and raised eyebrows, at the gift.

He takes it in his hand and runs his fingers through the creases in the wrapping, an embarrassed blush forming on his cheeks. His eyes stay fixed on the bundle when he responds, guiltily,]


I-I'm afraid I cannot return the deed in kind; I have not bought anyone gifts.

[Because he had used up all his savings betting on copies of Napoleonic-Era Le Moniteur during the auction last landfall. :|]
saisamour: (still here i stand i am sinking)

[personal profile] saisamour 2014-01-11 07:03 am (UTC)(link)
[Marius's raises his head then, his eyes slightly wide—it is becoming a common expression to him in this particular conversation, it seems; not that he is aware of it himself—at Enjolras's explanation. He supposes it is not a bother, really. It will hardly be the first time he has seen scribbles on books, although from what Enjolras describes his experience might me slightly more unusual than most. But perhaps he might know more of Enjolras, as well.

The statement about Eponine, however, catches him completely off-guard, and his grip instinctively tightens on his yet-unwrapped gift.]


Oh.

[He flusters, darts his eyes to one side, then fixes it on the whorls on the wooden table.]

I...

[He isn't really certain of how to react to that. Of course, he should know it. He kissed her forehead, skin damp and cold against his lips, after her confession—

He squeezes his eyes shut and wills the visions away. It takes him a moment to even his breathing and steady the beating of his heart.]


What must I do, then? I am at a loss, Enjolras.

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[personal profile] jondrette 2013-12-28 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
Joyeux Noël! [Eponine has seen Marius sitting in his corner, and so sorry, but she's now sitting across from him with a glass of wine (it may be her second or maybe even her fifth) and a large grin across her cheeks. Enjolras has said she is pretty, and that is all that matters.

Oh, right, and the gift she's found for Marius. She did not buy much for many, but Marius is an exception.

She hands it to him.]
I have bought you a gift, Marius! I hope you do enjoy it. It is- oh, no, I should not tell you! I will let you open it! [it's nothing too special. Rather, a handsome journal for him to write in.]
saisamour: (i will breathe in and out)

[personal profile] saisamour 2013-12-29 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
[Marius blinks with a start, but relaxes quickly when he recognizes Eponine and offers a small smile.]

Joyeux Noël.

[He blinks then, staring at the wrapped gift, growing a little flustered because he has only returned to work at M. Amon's clinic recently, spent most of his juulan during landfall, and therefore has not purchased gifts for anyone. Still, he unravels it slowly, taking care not to damage the wrapper, and when the journal's cover comes into view his face instantly brightens.]

It is a beautiful gift, Eponine!
jondrette: (plan)

[personal profile] jondrette 2013-12-29 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
I am glad you like it! You must open it! I wrote you something on the inside cover! [She's already got it from him, and is opening the dark red leather cover, and pointing to her messy handwriting in the corner.
My dearest m'sieur Marius,
I wish that I could get you more, but found this fitting. I first met you when I brought you a letter, and used your paper to write. Now you have your own on which to write. You are a light in the darkness of my life, and I am happy to know you. There is no one else I would have liked to share my last moments with but you. Use this journal to write your thoughts of this place, so that if you return, you will not forget it, nor me. For I will never forget you and the kindness you have shown me. You have shown me things I did not believe existed until I knew you.
Yours,
Éponine


She watches as he reads it, studying his face.]
saisamour: (bringing me one step closer to you)

[personal profile] saisamour 2014-01-11 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
[Marius's eyes are round and curious, perhaps slightly bewildered, as they skim through the letters on the page. He feels his cheeks heating up, more and more, the farther he reads, embarrassed and yet somewhat flattered at her words.

His lips twitch upwards, although he doesn't meet her eyes.]


Thank you. That is very kind of you to say.

[He hardly thinks he is that remarkable, but he does appreciate her attempt at making him believe.]
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[personal profile] jondrette 2014-01-11 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
It is not kind, it is only the truth.

[She reaches a hand out to touch him, but hesitates.]

Marius? Is something wrong? See, now I have upset you! I did not intent to hurt you, Marius, only to bring you something lovely, for Christmas.
saisamour: (send it soon and)

[personal profile] saisamour 2014-01-11 07:38 am (UTC)(link)
[He raises his eyes to her then, round and mildly surprised.] I am hardly upset! [And then he smiles, grateful.] It is beautiful; I will cherish it. I am sorry I could not return your gesture in kind.

[Napoleon in the form of Le Moniteur being auctioned off at landfall took all his money, sorry everyone.]
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[personal profile] jondrette 2014-01-12 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
There is no need to return the gesture. It is a gesture of friendship. You owe me nothing, Marius. It's I that owes you this and so much more.
saisamour: (and with words unspoken)

[personal profile] saisamour 2014-01-31 01:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[There's an almost invisible tilt to Marius's head; even with Eponine's words, he feels that he must return the kindness, somehow.] Oh, but I would still wish to repay you, somehow, if you permit it.
jondrette: (how happy some o'er other some can be)

[personal profile] jondrette 2014-01-31 05:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[She smiles softly.] Of course, Marius. Though I shall tell you time and time again it is needless, I shall not turn away your kindness.
saisamour: (BABY BABY PLEASE)

[personal profile] saisamour 2014-02-13 02:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[Marius returns the smile with a small, bashful one of his own. He feels as if he's imposing too much, but Eponine is still the daughter of the man who saved his father's life.]

You must tell me what it is you most wish to receive, at the very least! I am afraid that I'm not very good with gifts.
jondrette: (dawning)

[personal profile] jondrette 2014-02-13 05:17 pm (UTC)(link)
What it is I most wish to receive?

[That is a dangerous question, Marius, and you should know better than to ask Eponine of all people. Still, she considers it.]

A kiss.
saisamour: (send it soon and)

[personal profile] saisamour 2014-02-26 02:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[A short laugh!] Be serious, Eponine.

[YOU TRIED.]

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