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[solo_patria]

[Hello Turlelites. You're being treated to a close up view of one of Enjolras's sheets, and a sleeping Enjolras for a moment. Because someone's pet wasn't totally secured last night and managed to turn on his console this morning. Which is set for video. The next thing you're seeing is...a very pretty blond kid of about fourteen or fifteen turning over a little in his sleep, apparently muttering something to someone next to him(?!!) and then opening his eyes, before nudging his companion.]

Combeferre? Combeferre something feels off.

[And he's standing, and stretching, trying to figure this out as the shirt he was half wearing, which was already big on him last night ends up sliding halfway down his shoulders.]

What in the...

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[philosophe]

[Combeferre is apparently the lump next to him, as stated, and he (she) is giving him a bit of a bleary blink as she rolls over. Do enjoy the half-shirtless young lady staring at you quizzically, Enjolras.]

Mmm. Apollon?

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[solo_patria]

[And you are getting a look of complete shock there, Combeferre. And horror as he backs away a little. Oh GOD. Oh GOD. Did he just...last night and...]

I...I...

[No, if he squints...]

Etienne? But you are...

Oh CHRIST.

[And he's stepping on a book scattered on his floor and then tripping. Because he's awkward and has no idea what to do with his limbs again suddenly. ]

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[philosophe]

[--Alright then, that makes her look down and -- oh, yes, those are definitely naked breasts there. She's just kind of squeaking and trying to hide in the bed, wrapping herself up in a sheet and peering over at Enjolras when he trips.]

I, I, ah -- what is happening?

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[solo_patria]

[And he's scrambling up now, blushing furiously, and banging his elbow in the process with a little hiss before he runs over to start tugging out clothes to throw to her. Because Enjolras is sure as hell not looking. That would be wrong. Even if she IS still Etienne. There are LINES WE DO NOT CROSS. Looking at breasts when your significant other does not usually have them is one of those, Enjolras is fairly sure.]

I have no idea. I only know that it felt odd and...

[His VOICE. His voice just...]

I...do not think I like this.

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[philosophe]

[But if they're your significant others' breasts anyhow, surely it shouldn't matter? She is, however, grateful for his search.] Your clothes might be a better fit, yes.

This is -- certainly very discomforting.

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Really, it is. We can hardly stay like this, can we? I will never be taken seriously.

he is handing over a shirt now, and tossing her a pair of trousers. ]

I hope these work. I never imagined we would share clothes quite in this way.

[wearing Combeferre's clothes, like the way he borrowed the shirt he's almost not wearing is different. The reverse is interesting to say the least, and he's grinning a bit.

I cannot say I mind the idea at all, though.

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[philosophe]

It is somewhat endearing for you, at least, I must say.

[She is kind of coloring at the trousers and the shirt, eyeing them speculatively.]

It seems -- somewhat indecent, would you not say? Perhaps I might make some sort of thing out of sheets.

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[solo_patria]

At home, quite.

[Here though, Enjolras has seen women in a variety of clothing or lack thereof. Not that he likes the idea of Combeferre running around like some of them.]

Though that may be more comfortable certainly. Or we might ask Courfeyrac who probably already has aquired a good deal of things to dress you in.

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Well, yes, I know, but even so -- [A flush.] I should certainly hate to see my sisters going about in trousers and shirts.

....He would love that.

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[jondrette]

Enjolras! [Eponine's at the computer already, having realized she's much smaller than normal. But, at least, she's at a healthy weight for her age. So that's a... plus. But once more, she's swimming in her clothes and looking at the computer rather frustrated.] It happened to you, too!

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[solo_patria]

[today has felt rather like a guessing game, as far as determining who his friends arw at the moment as they pop in and out, but even knowing to look for features now, it takes a moment for Enjolras to connect the face, and it is actually recognizing the clothes falling off of her that does it. ]

Eponine? Oh Hell! Yes, yes it has. And many of my friends as well. Well, they are women, actually. I think I am about...

[Here, his voice squeaks a little, going high]

Fourteen if I recall when this happened. But you...

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They are women?-

[She can't help herself. She has to laugh at his voice cracking. A childish giggle from her... It sounds foreign to her own ears.]

I believe I am seven.

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And, adding insult to injury, Etienne is still taller..

But yes, they are. And this...

[he ducks his head, blushing quite easily just now.]

This is quite mad. Do you need any help?

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He's a very tall man.

But you must mean he is a woman now! [And she's giggling again.]

Do I- oh. [Everyone! Stop asking that! She can't deal with it.] I should not like to be alone right now. My suite feels bigger in this body.

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He is, yes. You can imagine..


Oh CHRIST, the camera!

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It is on, yes. That's how I am speaking with you...

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Oh I mean...

[if he was flushing before now he appears mortified, and scarlet.]

Then it showed everything

Camille did this. I ought have double checked his cage last night.

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[saisamour]

[Sometime in between running away from Courfeyrac and before meeting with little Eponine, because I do what I want, Marius almost crashes into the teen in his haste to make as much distance as possible between him and his currently very, very lady friend. and drive away that boner]

Ah! I-I apologize.

[He pauses then, however. There is something very familiar about the young boy, but he can't place what it is...]

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[solo_patria]

[So this is probably after Enjolras has been similarly scarred by Courfeyrac actually, though he sort of did deserve it, even he must admit that, and he's blinking as Marius rushes in and crashes into him there. Being Enjolras, and not exactly on the large side yet, he staggers, actually bumping into a table in the process, but simply sighs as he rights himself,eying Marius.]

Marius, really. I accept but might you TRY to be more careful?

[Then he notes the confusion in the other's eyes, and, oh right, fourteen. Fourteen and standing there, giving Marius a stern look , with his hands on his hips, yeah. Nice kid. Really. That said though...]

Ah yes, you will not have seen the network, perhaps?

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[saisamour]

[Oh! At that retort, Marius's eyes widen in sudden recognition.]

Enjolras.

[He shakes his head at the question.] I have not. [He's only heard from Courfeyrac that Enjolras has turned into a younger version of himself. Marius still feels like he should explain his rush, however, and says after a pause, in an embarrassed voice that is almost a whisper,] Courfeyrac is a woman.

[Hopefully that should explain everything.]

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[solo_patria]

[Yes, it's not just some random bratty teenager here! This is bratty teenager Enjolras. Who does have sort of a reason to be, because his legs hurt, and, while he was changing, he found pimples again. Here he thought he'd bid those farewell forever. And he is still too short to reach anything and...He probably still should not have snapped at Marius. Not when he already has things to talk to him about.]

Yes I...my apologies for snapping at you? This is particularly odd for me just now.

[And Marius mentions Courfeyrac, and Enjolras has seen her new breasts and he's ducking his head, flushing a shade of crimson that Marius will have never seen on him before, even when exerting himself at the barricade.]

I...yes...yes Courfeyrac IS a woman. She...was rather...glad to show me.

[That last part is mumbled at the ground, as Enjolras tries to get the mental image out of his head, but it is difficult. Extremely so. And then it gets to the next awkward bit.]

...Etienne is one as well. And she is lovely but I...ah...

[Enjolras goes silent for a good minute, shifting awkwardly as his ears get redder, even though he hates himself for having THIS much of a physical reaction to it. It is hardly as if he would in normal circumstances after all. ]

Well, sleeping with her seems hardly proper at the moment, considering our differences... We woke like this,and well...I cannot actually imagine that tonight will not be uncomfortable.

[Actually coming to it, this is a good chance to ask Marius how he might handle that. True, he knows that his attachment to Courfeyrac is not romantic, but still...]

Do you..How do you plan to go about sleeping with Courfeyrac for the duration?

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[saisamour]

[Being a teenager must be hard, Enjolras. Marius looks first rather scandalized and embarrassed upon learning of Courfeyrac's lack of modesty, and then confused at the entire "sleeping with Combeferre" part, although now that he reflects on it, it does appear reasonable enough. Combeferre and Enjolras have always been the closest of friends so why should they not live together? He is the same with Courfeyrac, after all.

So he understands completely, he believes, when Enjolras tells him of his predicament. He might even be a little jealous; at least Combeferre would do less to draw a blush and more out of him. Courfeyrac seems intent to see how scandalized Marius could become before he passed out onto the floor.

He scrunches his nose at Enjolras's question, pursing his lips and appearing to be momentarily puzzled before he responds.]

As always, I suppose. [His tone becomes a little more decisive as he follows it up with,] I simply have to be more careful.

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[solo_patria]

[Yes, see, Marius? Your room-mate is a bad bad person. Not that Enjolras should really have suspected differently, given this is Courfeyrac, but still. Breasts. Breasts are a thing he never anticipated actually having to see or deal with beyond La Marianne's, and he supposes his mother's, but he was thankfully too young to be scarred by those.

So yes, he IS still a bit embarrassed, and then, the Combeferre thing does come up, and yes, that is actually how Enjolras means to ask the question. It's not as though he suspects that Marius and Courfeyrac actually are romantic or do anything other than sleep in their bed but he simply assumes they do that much, and that is perfectly reasonable, given that a lot of people do with no romantic or otherwise amorous purposes in mind. So rest assured on that front, Marius, at least, as Enjolras nods here.]

Mmm I suppose I wondered if such would be proper now given the circumstances. More for Etienne and I than the pair of you, certainly, but even so.

[And Enjolras is taking a moment to flush brightly again as a thought occurs to him, of being fourteen and, well...things that happen to fourteen year old boys. ]

I fear that I may...I remember being this age before. Some horribly embarrassingly messy...circumstances...occurred. I do not know if I might avoid them entirely if she is right there with me.

...Which may have been a bit too much information, but I can hardly ask one of them or Jehan just now either.

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[saisamour]

[I'm sorry, is there anything else you said, Enjolras? Because all of that goes out the window in the face of this Utterly Scandalous Statement. Marius chokes, at first, then sputters, his face and neck looking like they're about to burst into flames with how red they are, and he takes a step back, eyes wide and disbelieving and thoroughly scandalized.

...And also because that gives him flashbacks of his own adolescence because contrary to popular belief he has had those experiences too, and they are uncomfortable and embarrassing and maybe they even make him feel the slightest bit guilty. Because he's a booby like that.]

Enjolras!

[Oh my god Enjolras you don't just tell people about wet dreams!]

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[solo_patria]

Marius.

[Enjolras is, yes, he might not have been meant to bring it up but, really. It is a concern he had and it feels fairly valid to him right now.]

I simply...if there was NO provacation then for such...biological reactions, and now there is a damned good one considering I will be sleeping with my...

[He pauses, going over the suggestions used again, and well, which euphemism is likely to help Marius grasp the entire concept a lot sooner.]

My beloved.

[He settles on, finally, for the context to be close to one that Marius has used. ]

It is not as though I am likely to have much control and this will make it so much WORSE. If all else fails, I could certainly sleep on the sofa but explaining that...it's going to be difficult, now isn't it?

I've no idea what to do, and it is not as though this is something one wishes Courfeyrac to know about.