Enjoloras



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    The King has, though Grantaire is certain he does not know it, muzzled Enjolras, for the time being. For Enjolras’ fury is most infectious to those that are most wretched – Grantaire counts himself among them though he is careful to cure potential infections with copious spirits and opioids if a flicker of hope should ever catch him – and now that the people have been given an inch they no longer demand a mile all for themselves. Grantaire understands. Apollo, god that he is, does not.

    The god sets to writing speeches, the god whispers in ears to convince them to fight for more.
    And so, quietly, the toad takes this task of honoring the fallen upon himself. It is a meager one by comparison, but meager suits him well enough.

    a.k.a. Grantaire and Enjolras after The June Rebellion doesn't fail.

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    07 Jan 2019

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    In which there's a masked "ball", poor decisions are made, an Excel spreadsheet is created, and Grantaire attempts to smash the patriarchy one over sexualised costume at a time.

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    05 Nov 2018

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    His grandmére had spoken of such things, when he was a lad. But now it seemed that perhaps she’d not been trying to scare him for nothing, that perhaps she had known very well what she was speaking of. Perhaps he should have paid more attention.
    Because something was standing across the room from Grantaire, leaning too casually against the wall. Something that screamed “unnatural”, setting his nerves on edge, even in the middle of the busy cafe. Something that had followed him over and down the hill from the vineyard at Montmartre, and that something was watching him, with eyes that did not blink, not nearly as often as they ought.
    He refilled his glass, and hoped for his friends to arrive, soon.

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    13 Oct 2018

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