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[This is a far more serious and somber looking Courfeyrac than what the network has seen of him lately. Still, with everything going on, he just can't leave this without comment. He's in his room in the Wood sector, but there are things around that don't quite fit in with his sense of decor.]

With much of what's going on, with what happened to the Emperor and everything, there's bound to be confusion everywhere... however, for those of you that knew-- know him...

It would appear that Jehan Prouvaire has left the turtle-- I stopped by yesterday to check on him and he was no longer there. There were gifts in his apartment that I will distribute for Christmas...

[He forces a small smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes and lets out a dry laugh.]

There's not much good news around here lately, is there?

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[Enjolras's face, when he is able to respond, is set, grim, and his eyes are sad.]

No my friend, it would appear that there is not. I do not...

[A small sigh escapes his lips there.]

Thank you for telling us.

You are welcome... I figured everyone should know rather than to find out on their own in some terrible fashion.

Yes. That is a good point. I...

Would you like some company just now, perhaps? Finding out on your own cannot have been easy.

Company would be welcome... I have wine and food.

Then I will come to you, of course.

I...is there anything that I might do along the way?

[Because he's already shrugging on his coat and starting for Courfeyrac's.]

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Not that I can think of, my friend.

[So a few minutes later, Enjolras is at Courfeyrac's door, his face set, his eyes darker than usual as he knocks.]

Oh Courfeyac. Another of us.

[And there's a sigh there, definitely audible.]

Another of us... It is like the barricades all over again, but with more uncertainty.

[He gestures for Enjolras to enter and take a seat.]

[And that, right there, has Enjolras doing a bit more than simply sighing. Logically, he knows, and long ago made peace with the fact that they had come there of their own free will, but that does not stop the sharp stabbing at his chest as he considers the situation now, removed from it as he is. Each of their deaths is still a knife, and, for many of the earlier ones, he can remember everything. The thought of facing it again has him clenching his hands there as he sits.]

God...

Just when one considers they've found happiness of a sort, the possibility of losing it, then actually losing it occurs. I had hoped after Grantaire...

Well. Clearly that was not to be the case.

[And here, he's reaching out, to actually grasp Courfeyrac's hand.]

We cannot promise each other we will not be parted, and I know it. But we are here now, diminished as we are. Do you mind terribly if I make myself certain of it?

Has left...?

[He is still rather new to all of this, and the concept of 'departing' had been very briefly covered to him in the context of Grantaire, however...]

That you are unusually dour makes me unable to doubt you, certainly, but-- are you certain of it?

[Men had been known to take a walk about, after all! Might that not be all of it?]

Quite certain?

[A short nod.]

Quite certain... He was on bed rest still with his cold... and I remained at his apartment through the night hoping he would return.

Well! Well.

[That... that was terrible, really. And it made him indelibly nervous.

Still, taking a breath, he found a weak smile.]

We shall have to toast to him. And you! You shall need some fresh air, away from those rooms.

[The gone may be gone, but the air of illness could still linger... not something he wished to lose a second friend to, thank you.]

[He matched that very small smile with one of his own.]

A toast sounds of the perfect way to see him through.

Ah, gods, no. This is ill news- I am so sorry.

I...

Thank you. Losing friends again is never a welcome experience-- to say the least.

No, indeed. [Alcuin has to look away and take a breath.]

If there is anything I can do, if you need company...

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I wouldn't say no to company right now... Perhaps you could help me make sense of the gifts that remained unsorted.

Yes, certainly. I would welcome something to do.

[He smiles, just a little, and nods.]

I'll leave the door unlocked.

[Bossuet's face is just shy of worry, and more of concern for his friend's well-being.]

Surely he is not far? Last I was on my way to visit you, I took a wrong turn in the woods and came upon the beach instead...

[But he is not sure that Courfeyrac would not put up such a signal if he weren't 100% sure of Jehan's absence. He hesitates, and then glances down a bit in his own mourning.]

... I am sorry. Would you like to meet and have a drink?

I am afraid that's not the case.

[He cannot help but smile at the anecdote Bossuet offers him, however, and manages a very small laugh.]

I would enjoy a drink right now very much. At one of ours or an establishment of some sort?

To make the effort to traverse my way to your neck of the woods again seems appropriate, but as I have had the luck of meeting an anti-Bonapartist dragon the first time, I anticipate this time tumbling into an actual steaming volcano instead.

[With a wry smile.] I would do you no favour in such a scorched state, I fear, my dear friend.

But worry not! Here is a bar I have come to frequent, that the trip would not be too much out of your way. It is in an alley closest to the border that divides us; I shall meet you there shortly?

You needn't worry about a steaming volcano here, my friend... However, I am more than happy to meet you half way, yes.

I will be there as quickly as these feet will allow and look forward to some excellent company at that time. Call upon me if you beat me there and have become worried... Alleys can be worrisome, after all.

Take care, and I shall inquire of the fish whether they have made a new friend of your newest garments.

[A grin, a wave, and then the screen is off.

He's standing outside the tavern, leaning casually against the wall and nodding a hello at some young kedan women passing by when you see him.]

[He arrives as quickly as possible, holding onto his hat and smiling at the young ladies he passes on his way.]

I had not expected you to find your way here quicker than myself, Bossuet. I was certain you'd be waylaid somehow.

Pleasantly not, for I know this way quite well by now.

Besides, the naiads of the canals have already had their taste of me and found me wanting; I take it to be a sign of bad luck, actually, that they will do me no favours when next I take a dip!

[Smiling just a little, and holding the door open for him.]

After you, my friend.

Then you must take care when you do choose to visit with them next.

[He laughs and walks in first, removing his hat as he does so.]

I thank you.

At least I have friends amongst the ferrymen, both on this plane and every other! They have been so willing to take me to the side of those friends I hold dearest, and who am I to withhold them my thanks.

[Chuckling a little, following Courfeyrac inside.]

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