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[Enjolras sits at attention, back straight at possible, in front of the computer. He has the look of someone who hasn't been sleeping well, but his eyes are bright and attentive all the same. In the background his two friends are visible.]
My name in Enjolras. I was a French Citizen, killed on the morning of June the 6th, 1832 while taking part in a revolution to overthrow the corrupt July Monarchy. It is after this that I found myself here two days ago. You may already have met my friends Combeferre and Prouvaire. I wish to thank those of you I have already met, and who have offered my companions and I aid.
[He nods his head in quick thanks. There is clearly something else on his mind he thinks more important than either introductions or thanks.]
It is regarding my other companions that I ask you for your aid today, as we are uncertain whether they are amongst us here on Tu Vishan or not.
They would be dressed in a similar fashion to my friends and I, and undoubtedly all have arrived in an injured fashion. They go by the names of: Courfeyrac, Feuilly, Joly, Bahorel, Lesgles - though he may prefer Bossuet - and Marius. [A slight pause.] Grantiare also.
I might also ask if anyone has information regarding the political nature of this Empir- [There's a comment behind him, too quiet for the microphone to pick up. Enjolras turns to listen, then continues without finishing his previous thought.]
We are situated in the Wood sector, should you come across them at a later stage. Again, I thank you for your attention.
My name in Enjolras. I was a French Citizen, killed on the morning of June the 6th, 1832 while taking part in a revolution to overthrow the corrupt July Monarchy. It is after this that I found myself here two days ago. You may already have met my friends Combeferre and Prouvaire. I wish to thank those of you I have already met, and who have offered my companions and I aid.
[He nods his head in quick thanks. There is clearly something else on his mind he thinks more important than either introductions or thanks.]
It is regarding my other companions that I ask you for your aid today, as we are uncertain whether they are amongst us here on Tu Vishan or not.
They would be dressed in a similar fashion to my friends and I, and undoubtedly all have arrived in an injured fashion. They go by the names of: Courfeyrac, Feuilly, Joly, Bahorel, Lesgles - though he may prefer Bossuet - and Marius. [A slight pause.] Grantiare also.
I might also ask if anyone has information regarding the political nature of this Empir- [There's a comment behind him, too quiet for the microphone to pick up. Enjolras turns to listen, then continues without finishing his previous thought.]
We are situated in the Wood sector, should you come across them at a later stage. Again, I thank you for your attention.
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It is nothing 'great' to be a Lord. You should not seek to subjugate others to your will.
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it's saying enjolras pls
pls]
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I can't help it everyone calls me Lord of Awesome. What am I supposed to do, turn them away and make them cry or something?
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Whichever is the case, I have nothing more to say to you.
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[said completely insincerely btw]
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[Enjolras had stood up to leave (what is turning off the computer?) but he spares a last, furious glance towards the insolent child on the screen.
His brow is lowered, his voice is threatening and his demeanour is one of righteous fury. This child in his self-conceit would laugh at the sacrifice of the martyrs of the Revolution; would scorn the rights of men to be equal.
Enjolras will tolerate many things from children. This he will not.]
If we are ever to meet face to face, for your sake, ensure your tone is corrected.
[And he walks away, off screen.]
somehow i can't stop laughing at this. enjolras no...
Like what is he supposed to do now? Does he... disconnect on his own? Use his ~super special demigod powers of mechanical manipulation~ to terminate the connection for Enjolras? He's not sure the latter would work, though, unless he knew Enjolras's specific location and was in close range.
For the briefest while he considers waiting until Enjolras returns just to see how awkward it would be. But then he remembers that he doesn't like being awkward, so that thought dissipates as quick as it materializes.
Eventually he settles for writing down instructions on how to disconnect the PC when you have annoying kids pestering you, complete with detailed illustrations, and leaves it in front of his camera for Enjolras to hopefully see.
(There's also a small caricature of Enjolras's grumpyfais at one corner.)
And then he returns to his room to continue his sketches and calculations for the ship that will take him, Percy, and Annabeth back home.]