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[The video opens with Enjolras, who looks a bit worse for wear, considering his arrival here was right after he'd been gunned down with eight shots, knowing that all of his friends had died before him, save for Grantaire. But he IS here, and obviously startled, and in pain though he is, there is a bemused expression on his face as he peers out skeptically at the new technology, not entirely sure he understands the explanation he was given, but willing to make the attempt at mastering it, if this is how communication on this strange new island works.]

Greetings, those of you who are seeing this. I am...not quite sure of how I might address people I have not seen when I attempt to speak to them. The progress of the keedans seems to be above that of man where I am from to have wrought such an invention as THIS and the things it allows us now.

I am Enjolras and I have come from Paris, at the hour of what I thought to be my death in 1832, and instead have been installed here by some means I cannot fully comprehend. In that life, I wrote, and read the law in hope of practicing one day. [Best not to mention what else he did in a place the mysterious Emperor might see it. He mistrusts this figure already for being what he is.]

In this new one, I am not fully certain of what I shall do, but I have seen the other on this island making postings of all sorts and thought that I should speak as well. I am told that seeking a job here is quite important, but tell me what there is most need of, and I shall gladly apply there if they will have me do so, and if there are others I might speak to who know more of the world whence I came?

[And he is frowning, deeply, troubled by some stray thought perhaps, as the video feed shuts off, leaving him remaining there in his suite, pensive.]

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He is -- ill, at the moment, Jehan is caring for him. He is not taking well to the rationing of alcohol in this place. But I am certain he will be pleased to see you, though if you would, do not tell him you do not remember being here; it would only distress him further, I believe.

[He's frowning a bit now, listening carefully to Enjolras' words.] ....How very strange. I have been here three months now, or near enough, and you arrived very shortly after I did. There was -- ...I wonder if this is commonplace, then, I have not spoken to anyone who has been here and then left and returned. It is of little importance, now, but something to consider. [His lips twitch a bit at Enjolras' words.]

I should say you are better than you were, yes, but you should have those bandaged, my dear.

Ah yes. I can imagine such would create a...problem where Grantaire is concerned. [And Enjolras cannot help it if he is saying that a bit...dryly. It is, after all, to be expected with Grantaire. And he has heard the stories in the streets, all of them have, of someone who has died as a result of quitting their drink abruptly so it is good that they are caring for him while he does this.]

A Grantaire who is not drinking would be a new thing. But I have learned much more of him lately and think that it could be a good one. How odd that I would have forgotten a place such as this. But of course. I will not mention it. His recovery from this is most important now. I would not have thought him capable of surviving such once ,but perhaps now...[And that is a thoughtful look crossing his face.] perhaps now, such a thing may happen at least in part.

They are fine, truly. [All right, so this may be the attempt of someone who has been patched up by Combeferre on a number of occasions and knows what to expect and so is being stubborn about it. The problem is that Enjolras is in a BIT of pain now, though not a lot and he is slightly worried about what more work on them will do, particularly if he wishes to clean them out. He will not admit to such in words, but, while Enjolras has no problems being injured, being doctored is another matter entirely.] I am hardly in danger, my friend.

It does, yes; Jehan has tried to combat it as best we might, but supplies are limited. [Of course they are. He is still one of the amis, even if he doesn't quite get along well with them.]

It may well be; I simply do not know enough to help him. This has never been my sort of speciality. But he will get through it, he is far too stubborn not to.

[He's raising his eyebrows a bit.] Oh, I know, but it would certainly please me if I knew they were cleaned and bandaged. It is more important than you think, you see, I have learned that much from the various people I have met here.

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Of course. I was told of the rationing and a bit of how that worked. Might there be some way I can help in this? I would imagine, from the way you mention that he is likely to survive at any rate, but would something ease it? I've just been given my allotment of the currency if there is anything that I could buy that may make things better for either of them now?

[Even at his most irritating, and his most insulting, Grantaire is still one of them and now to know that he is really trying to get past this, and that he found the light of the republic in the end, Enjolras is more inclined to help him than he might have been a month or so ago. Perhaps it sounds odd, but it is there now, so there is no harm in being honest.]

And so he is. Quite stubborn I would say. Perhaps the most of us.

[Says the man who is eying the doorway like he can possibly make it there before Combeferre tries to clean them. He is not exactly thinking rationally, and while he does not plan to run away exactly, there IS a point where that very idea crosses the mind.]

Is it so? Even though we live and flourish here? I find that interesting, certainly, though really, I should think...

[This is the moment when the dizziness he has felt since waking here, on and off, chooses to pass over him again, or perhaps it is the loss of blood, the shock, or something else altogether, but Enjolras is staggering a little now, and into his friend.]

...If I agree, you will not speak a word of this to Courfeyrac?

[He looks slightly unsure for a moment. As he said, this is hardly his speciality, so he is not quite used to this sort of thing.] Perhaps you might visit him, if you wish; I cannot think of anything else that will help him, perhaps, except time.

[Combeferre raises his eyebrows at the next comment, trying to hide a grin.] Perhaps, yes, but he has some competition, I believe.

[An energetic nod.] There is much we have missed, quite a lot of progress has been made; when I arrived I met a young lady ...she was not a doctor, really, I suppose more like a field surgeon, but it does serve to show you how very far we have come. [He can hardly hide that smile, now.] There are other things I must tell you, but it might wait until you are more settled.

[There is another nod, stepping forward to run his fingers lightly over the wounds.] Certainly I will not, I give you my word as a doctor.

[If it will help, then Enjolras will do so. After Grantaire's final sacrifice for a republic that Enjolras was unsure he believed in until that moment, by Grantaire's own admission time and time again, and, perhaps, for a sense of brotherhood if it extends thus far to Enjolras himself(after all, Grantaire DID choose to die with him, although he had always mocked the cause, so why not out of brotherhood?]

Oh does he? [Enjolras's gaze is completely innocent here, as is the small smile he is giving his friend.] Then I should not like to meet this person you have found who matches him.

A lady surgeon! [And the idea is against anything that would have happened, though it should have, in the world that they came from, and mad, and beautiful and Enjolras is smiling in return.] So many things have changed then. A lady of the keedan explained all of the communications to me, but I had thought perhaps that was simply their way. To know it has extended everywhere is cause to celebrate indeed.

[And that may have been a little wince from Enjolras, who perhaps was hiding the effects of the worst of the wounds from himself as well. He grits his teeth a little, stubbornly. Competition for Grantaire? Where?]

Thank you then, Etienne.

You should not, though I do think you may know him quite well.

[Isn't it? He has met lady surgeons from other planets, too, but that is a tale for another time.] Oh, it has -- there are many here who know quite a lot about this sort of thing. A young man called Leo has promised to show me more of it, at some point.

[But at the moment? He's back to business, nodding to a nearby chair.] Sit, if you please.

How singularly unusual. Another here who I am told that I know well. [His eyes are darting back and forth just a little here. And that might have been a smirk. A barely there, blink and you've missed it smirk, but there nonetheless.]

I am so glad for that, that progress has continued leaving such things in its wake. You must be pleased by that.

[He does NOT please, actually, but he IS sitting, and giving Combeferre a tiny nod.] Then do your worst.

You do know quite a lot of people. [Yes, but he catches it and his eyes crinkle a bit, answering that smirk.]

I am, yes, very greatly pleased. There is so much more to learn.

I should hope I shall do my best, it is you I must tend to. [And so he does! Hopefully with no terrible pain or anything.]

And so I do. [And things feel as they should be with that eye crinkle, despite his confusion and the strange new world he has woken in]

Do I know a great many here? I should like to if it is not the case. There are things that I would ask when I've gotten my bearings, of the situation here, how it is for all of them. I've been developing suspicions.

And so am I, that things have continued moving. I may have discounted your thoughts that progress would come naturally too much, my friend.

[And no, not with terrible pain. There ARE some moments where Enjolras notices an annoying new ache for instance, and he has never liked having wounds cleaned out, but it IS bearable. Well, there is a lot of squirming on his part, but other than that it is.]

Oh, no more than our friends, perhaps -- though you had, of course, spoken with Temeraire before, and perhaps a gentleman called Amon; he was involved with the incident during landfall.

I should mention, at least, that Temeraire is a dragon. Which does sound as though I am quite made, I know, but it is true. His captain is here now, as well, he is a man called William Laurence.

[And that crinkle around his eyes returns a bit, growing into a full smile.] I do dislike saying I told you so.

[Eventually, then, Enjolras is doctored and bandaged to Combeferre's satisfaction.]

A dragon? [And that IS an eyebrow raise Combeferre is getting at this moment. His style of humor does not tend to the outlandish so Enjolras knows that if he is saying it, Combeferre believes it to be true but even so, he is not quite sure that he can believe it himself.]

Then again, we ARE floating on the back of a turtle... I spoke that out loud. I had not meant to. [And a smile, amused, and genuine, is crossing his face again.] Well then a dragon. And his...dragons have captains? Are they used to fight where they come from then?

Ah but in this case, you may certainly say so. I am pleased enough with that that I can hardly mind if you WERE to do that now.

[And he will not be admitting this out loud because it is obvious, but in the end, that DOES feel better.]

Yes, he is certainly a dragon. We have flown together quite a few times.

[And a nod.] Apparently, yes, he is part of the Royal Aerial Corps in England. They fought against Buonaparte, I believe he and Marius argued over the man at one point.

Well then, I did tell you so. [And he's finishing up with his bandaging and giving Enjolras a bit of a friendly shoulder pat.]

He has argued with Marius about Buonaparte of all things? [Oh that is an approving, and amused smile Enjolras is giving his friend now, certainly.] Dare I venture a guess as to which of them won the argument? It will be good to know this friend of ours again then.

So you did. And it is good.

He has, and quite vehemently too. [There'a grin in return.]

Temeraire did, of course. Even Pontmercy would not wish to stand up to a dragon who could very easily squash him.

[And Enjolras is amused, incredibly. His grin as growing as he imagines it. No, even Pontmercy would surely know to stop then. Really. Even though Enjolras suspect he has learned a lot about persistence from Courfeyrac somewhere along the way.]

That is truly wonderful. If Temeraire were able to teach him in turn, the errors in his thinking...Perhaps that IS wishing too much, but I might hope.

I doubt he ever shall, but one can hope, at least.

It is good to see you smile so, my friend.

One certainly can. And at any rate, we've found another who is willing to work toward our goals, perhaps?

It HAS been some time since I have felt as though I could, I will admit.

Oh, of course, he is quite interested in them.

Well, you may have a place to relax here.

I am glad then that the universal aspects of the cause have been embraced by so many of like mind across so many places as a world with dragons, and in a way that does not require our specific set of politics. It makes me happier than I can find the words for.

Do I know how to relax, I wonder?

In all truth, his world is not so very different from ours, save for the dragons. He has told me very much about it.

I shall help you do it. We will find you something to do with yourself.

Is it not? How fascinating then, and strange. But that will make things easier to speak of, I'll expect.

Will you then? I would be glad of it. It seems that there is...so much that I have never considered but for you before.

Oh, most certainly! His captain may disapprove, but I think I have shown him we are not as bloodthirsty as he may believe.

Certainly, you might help at my clinic if you so wished.

Then all seems well in that regard. Of course that would be you.

Oh? [And that is an eyebrow he is raising.] And what should I do there besides step in the way of things and chase patients away?

I should hope so.

[A little shrug.] You could help me.

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