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tushanshu_logs2014-03-31 01:19 pm
philosophe) wrote in tushanshu_logs2014-03-31 01:19 pm
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Characters: Combeferre and YOU
Date: 3/31/14
Location: Wandering about the city and sketching things.
Situation: Combeferre misses his bros.
Warnings/Rating: None!
[It had been a rough month or so, to say the least. Firstly, Enjolras was being secretive (again) -- they were likely due a talk about that at some point or another. Secondly -- and more importantly, the other third of their little 'trio' had returned home, to a fate they were all well-acquainted with. So Combeferre turned to what he normally did in times of stress -- working until he was too tired to think. Or, if frowned at enough, distracting himself with other sorts of interesting things.
Today, apparently, the frowning had done its trick, and so Combeferre is out purchasing supplies for his clinic. He may be found wandering the city streets -- and, at various points, he may also be found with a sketchbook, intent on scribbling down a quick sketch of some interesting form of fauna or flora that he has found. He might look like he's about to pass out from lack of sleep, but he is in a relatively good mood. Probably.]
Date: 3/31/14
Location: Wandering about the city and sketching things.
Situation: Combeferre misses his bros.
Warnings/Rating: None!
[It had been a rough month or so, to say the least. Firstly, Enjolras was being secretive (again) -- they were likely due a talk about that at some point or another. Secondly -- and more importantly, the other third of their little 'trio' had returned home, to a fate they were all well-acquainted with. So Combeferre turned to what he normally did in times of stress -- working until he was too tired to think. Or, if frowned at enough, distracting himself with other sorts of interesting things.
Today, apparently, the frowning had done its trick, and so Combeferre is out purchasing supplies for his clinic. He may be found wandering the city streets -- and, at various points, he may also be found with a sketchbook, intent on scribbling down a quick sketch of some interesting form of fauna or flora that he has found. He might look like he's about to pass out from lack of sleep, but he is in a relatively good mood. Probably.]
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[That is a tired smile in return.]
I think, perhaps, I'd better start on giving more of that to you then.
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[And there is a smile as he wraps an arm around Combeferre's shoulders, tugging him close for a moment.]
Because I have very little intent of letting you out of my sight for a while now.