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[mortalheart]

[It is night, the very earliest of hours in the new day, and Louis is sitting in a dully lit room. The color of the light is a dull blue, and his face is mostly in shadow. The darkness outside and the blue-teal light give his white skin -- what can be seen of it -- a very unhealthy hue. However, his voice is soft and curious in tone, and welcoming in its calmness]

One of my most favorite of memories of my home were the crawfish. Platters full of bright red crawfish, freshly caught, steaming and soon to be bathed in seasoned butter.

[Being in the Water district has brought these distant memories back and they make him smile slightly as he thinks on it. He couldn't now remember what crawfish tasted like but he remembered that he had enjoyed it.]

Do they have here what any of you recall fondly from your own homes? More surprising to me is not what all is different here, but how much is so similar, to what I once knew.

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[solo_patria]

[Enjolras picks up the difference in the accent there, his mind turning to a few people who he had the chance to meet in Paris, with the Rights of Man Society, and all the rest. He's reminded of a law classmate, born in Haiti, but even more of an artist who also painted flats at the theatre back when Hugo's Hernani caused a Romantic stir for the ages, who had helped him to understand the major stakes involved. The man had been American, he remembers, semi vaguely, in Paris to hone his skill and learn the art of Portraiture. He can't put a name to the face now, though he remembers just enough that he's somewhat able to place the accent.]

You would be from somewhere in the Americas, then?

And ah, I do forget that I've been here quite some time now. [He admits, ducking his head a bit at the admission.] Fairly current for my life at home, two years before I came to find myself here, we had our July Revolution. It did not quite succeed but it, and the painting, are a symbol that's been taken now. It was the year 1832, if that helps explain anything.

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[mortalheart]

Yes, it does...

[His voice trails off as he falls back into a tunnel of memories that come forward to him. He thinks of the first time he and Claudia stepped foot off the boat bound for France but that wasn't until about 1870 if he recalls right. In 1832 he was still in New Orleans, with Lestat, things were going well for their little family except for Claudia's growing unease and unhappiness. Louis had read about the news from France but happy in his own little world, had not followed as closely as he could have]

...help explain things. And you've got the right of it, I was French born but raised in New Orleans and lived there for much of my life. I did travel occasionally back to France.

[Not very happy memories for him but he does not hold that against the city.]

Have you been to the Americas?

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Close enough to make you our fourth countryman here, I think. Congratulations, for what that is worth.

[Enjolras considers it close enough anyway, given that Midii is from so far and vast a future France that it seems more different to him than anyone from the colonies with French influence, certainly, and that the other one, from the Revolution, is probably insane. They're an odd group, the French Of Tu Vishan. It may not be an invitation Louis welcomes. At the question, he shakes his head.]

Sadly, I never had the chance. My father went, a few times with his business. I was meant to go along, when I was about fourteen but...

[But he'd sort of ruined that before it started.]

That was the year that I found politics. And spent most of school arguing with my teachers...and the monsignor. My parents decided it would not exactly be a good idea to try to trust me across an ocean while Papa's attention was going to be diverted when they'd not been able to trust me a few hours away.

[This is accompanied by a small smile.]

From what I've heard here, I have missed an opportunity here. I do know another person from...somewhere in the region of the first colonies, as they were becoming them. Completely different, I expect, from what I've heard.