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Jun. 6th, 2016 11:07 pm
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To: AGrandError [@] ParisU

Be safe.

My house is always open to you. Someone kicked in Damian's door and he's a wreck. I would really like to have you here, no matter how late, so I know you're okay.

Love,
J

Date: 2016-06-07 05:29 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] etre_libre
Combeferre does hear the argument, and that's causing him to stir. He's appreciated the help a LOT, considering everything that's gone on for the last night. Jehan's...he's not letting himself think about the fact that the guard decided to let them know they had him, and is stuck wondering what the idiot was even THINKING trying to cross the lines, he hasn't seen Enjolras in forever, Joly's handling the streets and bringing people through where he can, at a fairly steady rate, but HE hasn't been back in a while, they have Bahorel, unconscious and pale, in the back, several people he's seen at larger meetings but not had time to talk to have fallen, and the last news from the other barricades, brought by people who'd been dragged here were...not good either.

He'd been about to collapse when the help came through, but now, NOW, after a little bit of rest, most of it fairly fitful, though he'd tried, he's jumping up at the sound, sure something is going on, and hurrying over to James as he does.

"What do we have?" He asks, looking grateful, even if he isn't wasting the words.

Date: 2016-06-07 05:55 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] etre_libre
"You heard him?"That's getting a deep sigh of relief and Combeferre looks especially relieved. "That's good. That's really good. Joly's been coming back and forth...did he bring anybody through I needed to see?" He's more concerned about major injuries at this point. Even things like breaks, he can't do much for anyway. There's other things he wants to reserve the medicine stores he has for.

"You should be the one eating." he says in answer. "You look like you've been through a war." And then the irony of that strikes him and he snorts. "Bad choice of words, I apologize."

Date: 2016-06-07 06:38 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] etre_libre
"I should, if only for a moment, find out the situation there." Combeferre doesn't quite want to see how much worse it is, but well, if they need anyone moved from near the vicinty, better it's him and now than waiting for someone who can be spared.

"I'm not sure how they have ammunition at this point." he adds, sighing. "We had to go with older models, off market to avoid suspicion, but even SO..." Even so, it's a lot heavier of an assault than they'd predicted. "I wonder if...when I get back, unless something's really happened, I'm digging out everything unnecessary they can melt. I'm sure I have a few things gathering dust. And you're taking at least a break."

Date: 2016-06-07 07:35 am (UTC)
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"That changes everything." Combeferre says to the last, his mind rushing towards what he would probably do if he stopped hearing Courfeyrac. Enjolras had been awful enough not to spot but that? Pretty awful. And Damien...

He's grabbing for his own phone straight away, tapping out a quick message for Joly. "I'll have Joly keep an eye out for the both of them at least, and the people he's got with him. We can probably get it through to just about everyone. Enjolras has the contacts for the leaders at the other barricades too. At least one's fallen, earlier this morning, but..."

But there are still others left and they can cover more ground there. "I'll ask Feuilly too, he'd probably gravitate there. And if anyone else turns up anything, I'll let you know. You should probably get home yourself." He adds, doctor mode taking over. "We have some guard uniforms through the back, in case people need to get away and not be stopped. No one would think anything of that."

Date: 2016-06-07 07:49 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] etre_libre
"Ugh that" Combeferre's not a fan either, not considering a lot of things he knows about the man. "He HAS helped a few of us, a few times when we weren't in open rebellion. Enjolras was mugged once and he didn't stop, Courfeyrac's had...I have no idea but they can stand each other...and he's a valuable hostage if we want Jehan back. But..." and it's a heavy one. "Someone's going to say something he can't ignore soon enough, he's going to snap back and then they'll be clubbing him with table legs and...Keeping him was not the best idea. It was the ONLY one but they're going to turn him into a martyr..." He shakes his head.

"But no, I should have it in hand, but I appreciate the offer. And yes, of course."

Date: 2016-06-07 08:17 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] grand_error
It's after dark when Grantaire knocks at James's window, looking exhausted, and dirty, but seemingly unhurt at least. That's something, anyway, isn't it? He's also smiling a little as he taps. At least things could have been worse. Probably.

Date: 2016-06-07 04:59 pm (UTC)
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"It's been..." R hesitates a little. "Crazy, through the whole city. Might've fried the phone, actually, I think I had it in my pocket when I set off some explosions." Which isn't really a typical way to greet someone, but. At the moment he's a little dead on his feet, but looks...grimly happy enough under the circumstances.

"Sorry I...was trying to do a few things out there."

Date: 2016-06-07 05:43 pm (UTC)
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Were it even a few degrees cooler, R would be popping his forehead on his shoulder,and just keeping it there for a long moment or several. As it is, he does appreciate this well enough, and he nods."That's...I'd appreciate it. We need summer weight robes to work in. I think." It's something to throw at the council and watch them have a stroke over, anyway.

"Well, I'm glad I got here now. Madhouse isn't the word. The barricades were crazy. I'm not sure I can break up any more of them." He adds, quite seriously. "Tomorrow, Arno can take on where I failed. Maybe if it's not their cynical friend,they'll listen to reason."

Date: 2016-06-07 06:08 pm (UTC)
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"Not since I got them,I don't think." R muses "I don't have that many secrets, at least. Some scars, a lot more ink that covers others..." He pauses a moment, trying to think about the way he wants to explain that statement.

"That feels like I should quantify it. I only gave myself the scars on my left hand. And not on purpose. I wasn't exactly good at this." He raises said left hand, flicking out his blade once, then retracting it to pull off. "And yeah, the robes. Tradition, really. Though the other fabric...you would think. I mean we started as an organization in the middle east.I know very few of THEM were going around in anything this heavy. Loud though...they'd probably be with newer. And did you? Good. I was around briefly. They...had their hands full."

Date: 2016-06-07 07:06 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] grand_error
Most of his brothers don't go in for the hood that R's gone with as far as those choices go, that's true. And the sleeves are slightly more...medieval feeling. It was a concession to his own slightly anachronistic tastes when he realized he could pretty much do what he wanted in terms of some bits of styles, anyway.

"That sounds pretty nice, actually." R smiles at the thought. " I don't think I especially want to be alone right now. I saw...a lot of things today. You'd think mass casualties stopped being an issue when you kill people for a living but..." He shrugs.

"Talking about the ink sounds a lot better than talking about that. AND your kid photos. That's probably incredibly sweet."

Date: 2016-06-07 08:18 pm (UTC)
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"I'd like that a lot." R laughs at the last bit there. "It's probably more than ONE knife hilt, at the end of things." He admits, smiling. "Sounds like it would be good for me. Whatever you'd like is...there are things that don't have to be rushed or gotten to. I mean, that right there is fantastic."

And he nods at the mention of photos. "Sounds like I would."

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