Verse 07 -- Voice

[poeticverses]

[The feed's just a voice one today. Jehan wants it to be quick and to the point]

I apologize for this announcement, as it could not possibly come at a worse time, but I feel it is my duty as his friend to let others know. If you knew Grantaire, he is no longer here. It is possible that his disappearance is connected to the rapid decay of Asti in these last few days though I do not think that is likely to be the cause.

[Still, you never know.]

It would not hurt to keep in contact with friends here, should this illness lead to more disappearances.

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Voice:

[solo_patria]

[Enjolras picks up on the feed, and then just stares at it for a really, really long moment, not certain of how he should respond. Eventually, he's switching the voice feed on himself to...something or other.]

Jehan.

I...

Thank you for making us aware of this, and that IS a good idea, I think.

[He is very, very unsure of what comes next, particularly when it comes to dealing with the next steps.]

What does one do now, in these circumstances? Whatever it is, we should do it.

Voice:

[poeticverses]

What one would do in any circumstance that leaves us without a friend. We continue.

Voice:

[solo_patria]

Of course we do. But in the way of remembrances again or... Would that look too much as though we think he is not coming back?

audio;

[trifurcate]

Oh Jehan, are you certain? He was starting to feel better, I thought. Are you sure he's not just out?

[Her words sound desperate, even to her. For all the oddness of her friendship with Grantaire, she does care about him and count him among her close friends in Keeliai. Him being gone would be difficult to deal with.]

audio;

[poeticverses]

I am. I had hoped he was simply out, but no one near his apartment has seen him come or go all day.

audio;

[trifurcate]

I see.

[Bryn is quiet a moment, trying to come to terms with this, and finding herself unable so quickly.]

Are you at his suite now?

[epigrammatical]

Gone?

[Oh God! grief and loss, Henry's least favourite things in the known universe. Nevertheless, he can sound sympathetic—is sympathetic, but also trying very hard to keep his own feelings at bay.]

I am sorry, Jehan, for you and your friends.

Thank you for informing us.

[poeticverses]

Gone. I imagine he is much happier in what afterlife awaited him.

[epigrammatical]

I hope that you are right—that there is such a place and that he is happier.

[Damn it. Pointless tragedy with no reason or poetry to it. His least favourite kind. He sighs.]

Though I only knew him briefly, I shall miss him.

voice; filtered

[amonfire]

[ Is that Drunk One or Hypochondriac One; he forgets their names outside of a select few who regular correspond with him. In any event he is more than certain this is Flowery Sentiments One. ]

Ah- Marius will not take this well.

voice; filtered

[poeticverses]

Assuming, of course, that it penetrates that cloud of misery and anguish that has fallen over him with the departure of his Cosette.

[He's not bitter. He can appreciate wallowing, despair, and being blind to everything just as much as the next Romantic]

But no, I do not think he will be pleased.

voice; filtered

[amonfire]

I've worked his fingers to the bone at the clinic; his mind kept far too busy to dwell on loss. We all saw how he did left to his own devices, and I don't imagine anyone wishes to dig him out of another grave he dug for himself.

[ Classic Marius. ]

But you think this is connected to the decay?

[virginprice]

Oh, Jehan, I am so sorry.

[He was fond of Grantaire in his way, and he knew the other French boys were dead...

...which meant that there was a chance for him to leave, too, wasn't there? Asti had said it was difficult, but-]

[poeticverses]

[He hums a little, acknowledging Alcuin's sympathy]

He is much happier now, I feel.

[virginprice]

I hope so. Still, I know how hard it is to lose a friend here, especially one from home.

[He sighs, reminded unhappily of Favrielle.]

voice

[philosophe]

I -- [He's silent for a moment, frowning to himself.]

Thank you, Jehan. It is a great pity, I had hoped...to become closer with him, here.

I do hope he is happy, wherever he might be now.

voice

[poeticverses]

I imagine that he is. [Faintly amused, like he's trying to keep his own spirits up and not just reassure Combeferre:] There is no doubt wine there.

voice

[philosophe]

A poor paradise it would be, without wine.

action;

[chiot]

[ He's on Jehan's bed, dangling his legs but not moving them--he's quiet for a while, head turned downwards, surprisingly silent. It isn't until a good 10 minutes after Jehan makes the announcement that Gavroche actually speaks. ]

Y'wanna go throw rocks at people? It made me feel better when 'Ponine, when she left.

[ Still, he doesn't sound very convinced it'll work himself. ]

action;

[poeticverses]

I'm afraid what would only get you a scolding would land me in prison.

[He turns to face Gavroche]

I did not realize she had left. Was she a friend of yours from home?

[If he was told they're siblings, he doesn't recall]

action;

[chiot]

[ Gavroche has never mentioned it. Understandably, he doesn't talk about his family--the fact that they're Thenardiers only make things worse, really. ]

I ain't know she'd been in the barricades 'till I saw her here, huh? Dressin' like a boy, bein' all good. Moonin' over that Marius guy. I ain't never got a chance to talk to her until here, too. Start over, almost, huh? An' now she's gone...

[ And now Gavroche won't ever be able to connect with her, or the family he never had. ]

video;

[candystriped]

... Huh. He was interesting, at least.

voice;

[lecentre]

[There's a small sound as Courfeyrac starts to say something. Then stops. Yet another lost from their ranks... When he speaks up, his voice is nearly shallow. Quiet.]

It makes one wonder for what reason we lose people...

voice; private

[poeticverses]

[When he hears Courfeyrac, Jehan promptly turns everything to private]

He was not happy here, Courfeyrac. Whoever is responsible for bringing us here and sending us away must have seen that.

voice; private

[lecentre]

This I understand... He was miserable. I can only hope that was their reason to take him. But for what reason did they take Pontmercy's lady? And when Enjolras first left us?