A. Enjolras (
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tushanshu2013-05-20 02:16 am
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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.]
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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Enjolras?!
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Courfeyrac! It is SO good to see you, brother.
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And you! I... where are you right now? I am on my way.
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[There is something about Courfeyrac's presence, always, to make even Enjolras feel like he might burst into laughter or as if he wishes to run around creating havoc, of the good natured sort, of course, and even in a strange new place, some things never change.]
I am in the Wood sector, in 1B, with Combeferre. I will look forward to seeing you soon.
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Because before anyone can answer he's opening the door.]
You've returned!
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[Courfeyrac is getting a bemused smile from Enjolras with that. ].
It is true I have been told that I was here before, by a few people, though I do not remember anything beyond falling myself. And watching as all of you fell before it was my turn to do so. Courfeyrac...
[And he is giving his friend a slightly awkward hug as he smiles at him.].
Whatever the case IS, it is so good to see you here and well again.
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I figured you didn't remember much, judging by your reintroduction to everyone and...
[He pulls away, smiling up at him and laughing a little under his breath.]
It is good to see you again, my friend.
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The last time that I saw you...That I recall seeing you... Oh I am glad that you are here, Courfeyrac. So glad.