You could be my luck

[libertin]

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."

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[wantwhatiwant]

"Naw I should be fine." Ian folded up the papers and picked up his book again, packing it all into his bag.

"Thanks again, and good luck."

[libertin]

Courfeyrac stood as well and prepared to escort Ian back through the maze of mines. "It was a pleasure, my friend. Bonne chance."

[wantwhatiwant]

"Likewise." He smiled, he knew that one. Marius had tried to teach him French, writing in the sand of the desert arena, to try and not think about the burning sun and the constant hunger. The lessons had understandably not been very effective.

"Merci. Good luck to you too."