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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?

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I could not see them laughing at such, no. At me, perhaps, that I am the one to realize it. They may be a bit shocked.

[There seems to be a perception, among his friends, that beyond merely not knowing what women are, in a practical sense, or that they exist, that Enjolras's taste is a bit...off. It probably is his fault somewhere along the way, but they may laugh, he thinks, at something involving that perception being true. Not in a bad way though.]

And they would hardly deny it. It's good to see you happy and beautiful. I dare to think that even Marius may notice.

Do- you do?! [Sorry, were you talking about something else? Eponine is now 24601% focused on the idea of Marius thinking she's pretty.]

You must tell him and make him see it! If you are the one to realize it, even he cannot disagree! And he shall tell me!

I do. [She may not be his Cosette but Eponine is a lovely enough girl, and while Enjolras would not force Marius to do anything to consider her, pointing out that she is pretty is really no harm done. Whatever else can be left up to Marius, certainly.]

And I shall do my best on that.

[Enjolras you are on Team Eponine for now and forever. You're wonderful.

She laughs excitedly, taking his hand.] You are a kind man, Apollon! A kind man and a friend- my older brother indeed!

[So team Eponine for the moment, yes. After all, it only is practical, isn't it, for Marius to find someone to love? And Eponine already loves him a good deal. He won't push of course, but he WILL bring up the possibility with Cosette's absence being a fixture here.

He smiles and squeezes her hand in return, this sort of touch being all right by now.]

Well, and I must try my best to aid you every way I can then, no?

[Yes, good, that's absolutely perfect, Enjolras. There will be no Cosette here. EVER. Got that?]

Of course you must! It is what good family must do, I have been told. As Gavroche and I would do for each other, here, at least.

[Perhaps that is better left as a request for the Emperor, though Enjolras suspects he would be rather busy just now. Still, if there is an audience, Eponine might ask that of him there. Just as an idea.]

Indeed. Of course, I've little experience with that, but even so. I shall try my best for you, all right?

[That would go over well. I demand you don't bring in my childhood enemy/girl who ruined my life by proxy so I can continue to stalk the love of my life who only recently has started to remember I exist for more than five minutes.

Then again, when have Eponine's plans ever gone over well?]

You are a good man, I shall take your word.

[Exactly! One does wonder what sort of reaction that would cause, really. It's sort of amusing to ponder. Sort of. And really, it does seem like the sort of dare Eponine MIGHT consider. Not that Enjolras plans to advise her of doing such. Well, not so long as he is remaining sober. He might suggest she "fucking grasp the bull by the balls" if he were really drunk, but, again, that probably wouldn't go well.]

Ah good then. I shall do my best to deliver on it.

Yes, yes, you must! Go, now! [She gently urges him in the general direction of the party.]

[And so Enjolras is starting off there, uncertain of how to really do this,but...he'll make an attempt at being wingman anyway. After all, if Marius finds someone to obsess over who is actually here...and Eponine has Marius who she already obsesses over, so it seems....will life not be easier for everyone in the long run? It is a means to an end if it is nothing else, yes?]