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[video] Nowadays it is only the unreadable that occurs

[Dorian posts from his Fire Sector suite, a transcription of some pages of books he found in the Emperor's library in hand. The transcription is, of course, in the local language, and that is why he speaks]

In the interest of actually being able to read anything useful we might come across, rather than puzzling over it like it's the Voynich manuscript, I thought it might be prudent to attempt to gather together the work of those of us who have been trying to crack the language. I know there are at least a few—if there are resources to be shared, then we may all make a bit more progress. [He has been working on this for some time, and it is audible in every stubborn syllable.] At the very least, it can't possibly hurt.

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Now is entirely the time, and on this I will be blunt.

[He rests his bottle on the table, finger serving as a cork to prevent spilling, because this is serious and that would be a terrible waste.]

We are not home. Bahorel and Feuilly and the damn police cannot judge you for natural instinct. Dorian Gray is beautiful and isn't subtle, and seemingly has a relationship with Monsieur Matthews akin to what Joly has with Musichetta if he's so openly wooing you. I swear to God in Heaven that if you do not do what you have to as a man you will never hear the end from me.

[This is serious, Jehan. Do not disappoint him.]

You speak as if I would hear the end from you regardless. I cannot believe--

[That was incredibly bold, even for Jehan. He runs a hand through his hair, tugging a bit]

I must be out of my mind.

Entirely. That was almost vulgar. I would say you had the makings of a sailor but they have better metaphors to work with than flowers.

[And of course Grantaire is grinning like an idiot about the whole thing. It might be the liquor that's helped that smile along.]

Drink up and go enjoy yourself, else what's the point of being dead?

No, vulgar would have been coral roses and dill.

[He sighs, tugging on his curls again]

You are far worse than I am anyway. I saw that conversation you had with Dorian shortly after you arrived. The sun, Grantaire?

[He waves it off, unaffected by such accusations. Mostly, of course, because they're accurate. Who would he be if he denied the truth? Not himself, that is entirely for sure.]

I never said that I wasn't, but I'm a wretch and a drunkard and you are a self-aggrandizing weaver of words, with more respect left to lose than I.

Go, have a good time, don't make too many loud noises, though I can't imagine Dorian Gray cares much about attracting negative attention.

If he is even aware of the idea of discretion I will give up poetry and become a seaman.

[That gets a laugh out of him, for sure.]

Your delicate hide is lucky that he seems a most indiscreet fellow. I don't think you could make it as a seaman. A godmother, perhaps, but definitely not a seaman.

Better a godmother than the drunken uncle.

You underestimate how much terror a godmother can induce.

I did say "rather a godmother". You never met mine. Dear God, the woman could have won the Revolution single-handedly.

You had best not tell Enjolras that, he might look to find way to raise her from the dead.

If he wants to be subject to her constant nagging about attire and finding a wife and going church, he's welcome to try. I loved the woman, but she was aggravating.

[snort] To Godmothers, the most annoying brand of woman since...stepmothers, if the fairy stories are to be believed.

[He raises his bottle in a toast, drinks, and then wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.]

Go on and sodomize, or be sodomized, or whatever you decide, but just do it.

[He turns a furious pink]

You don't have to say it like that.

You're right, I could be poetic, but we both know that I wouldn't choose to when I could instead bring that rosy color to your cheeks.

allez-y, vive la vie pédéraste.

You are terrible and I sincerely hope you drown in your wine.

[He's not seriously of course, smiling a little in spite of his blush as he cuts the feed. He should probably...well, prepare for Dorian if he decides to come over tonight]

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