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You could be my luck
Who| Courfeyrac, Marius, Cosette, Joly, Max, and other invited (or uninvited guests)
What| Courfeyrac brings home a stray. Later, the campers gather to watch the nightly soap opera on the projection screen.
Where| 4th floor, near the mammals
When| Week 2, after this & this.
Warnings/Notes| N/A? No tagging order, make your own threads if you want. Let's make new CR and tag around!
Courfeyrac was waiting in the hallway outside of the mammal exhibit with his new acquaintance, X5-452, knocking out a pattern on the wall. It wasn't any sort of standard pattern, but it would be recognizable to the people he hoped were still camped out around the corner as a sign that the approaching footsteps were his and not someone coming to kill them all.
He waited for a response for several seconds before repeating the knocking, then, becoming eager, he called out to the campers in French, "You must answer when I knock, otherwise I will think you are dead. Fools."
What| Courfeyrac brings home a stray. Later, the campers gather to watch the nightly soap opera on the projection screen.
Where| 4th floor, near the mammals
When| Week 2, after this & this.
Warnings/Notes| N/A? No tagging order, make your own threads if you want. Let's make new CR and tag around!
Courfeyrac was waiting in the hallway outside of the mammal exhibit with his new acquaintance, X5-452, knocking out a pattern on the wall. It wasn't any sort of standard pattern, but it would be recognizable to the people he hoped were still camped out around the corner as a sign that the approaching footsteps were his and not someone coming to kill them all.
He waited for a response for several seconds before repeating the knocking, then, becoming eager, he called out to the campers in French, "You must answer when I knock, otherwise I will think you are dead. Fools."
no subject
While a part of him was curious about it, it simply felt wrong now that this had no bearing on his immediate social group that he could see. The personal lives of strangers, even relative ones like Eponine were something he had no interest in viewing.
"Really." he muttered at that, glancing now to Marius, raising an eyebrow. "They've done one. Can they not let up a bit on the poor girl?" And then...Oh. Well. her presence was something else entirely. Teasing Marius for having an admirer was one thing. Making light of the young lady herself?
Not right,he decided,turning, frowning.