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❧Dance ❧With ❧Me?

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From:

kouros

Oh, please don't. I may end up meeting him myself, and...I will admit that the reactions of Romantics and daydreamers are some of my favorites. I've had three grown men swoon, as if they were a particularly weak woman or a child!

From:

fliesonfour

I'm sure you'll find no lack of swooning to amuse yourself with there, just promise me you catch the swooners? While I can do much more for a broken nose than a broken heart, I prefer not to let any of my dear friends become intimate with the floor in that brutal manner.

From:

kouros

Oh, I catch them. Broken noses and blackened eyes are not terribly attractive on most men and women simply can't get up on their own, with their corsets and large skirts.

From:

fliesonfour

A very kind God! And very merry, I see. I might say I greatly prefer you to the one preached in the churches.

You know, my Mademoiselle dresses very well, very properly, and I daresay she could jump up from off the floor. My Monsieur barely wears a stitch of good cloth on him, all very loose, and I daresay he'd simply fall over again if he tried. I know some backwards people.

From:

kouros

You are also a medical student who fears illness and death. Most of that sort would avoid practicing medicine, you know.

From:

fliesonfour

Well, I didn't know it was exactly so fearful until I'd gotten started.

[A pause, wetting his lips, and then with sudden seriousness--]

And better to keep learning it then, as I wouldn't allow for any of my backwards people to grow ill or injured without help... That just won't be the case.

From:

kouros

[He smiles a bit. Apollo is terribly loyal and protective of his family. Joly's comment simply makes him like the young man even more]

Then I suggest you advise your monsieur to abstain from oysters and the mademoiselle should take care to avoid bees.

From:

fliesonfour

[He looked down and smiled almost modestly for a moment, all fondness. He was not shy about just how fond he was, of either his dear pair, or any of his friends.]

That will be difficult; he does like oysters. I would eat them all for him, but he'd certainly call me names then and not see it our way. The Mademoiselle is not as fond of bees as he is of oysters, so that will be less troublesome.

Do you have yourself a forever-someone then, Monsieur?

From:

kouros

[Apollo loses a bit of that light he's had. He's still glowing, since god of light and all, but it's decidedly...less]

It...no, sadly. I do not. I am not allowed to marry the Muses, much as I would like to, and other than them I rarely have such luck.

From:

fliesonfour

You know, it is not such a pity yet.

[He assured, losing none of his own shine, brows raising a bit.]

We have limited time and, naturally, find ours quickly. I am very greedy and well-to-do, with having two. But as you have quite a bit more time than I, it simply takes longer. But, not to worry, not nearly! You will find he, or she, or them; that you will.

From:

kouros

It would help, I suppose, if the hero types were not always so attractive. Heroes almost always die far too young, yet....well, look at your leader fellow.

From:

fliesonfour

They are, at that! Very magnetic, and the like.

He's rather not the type to be interested in the functions of the body; he is more statue than man, really; but I shall introduce you, if you fancy it. Enjolras is quite vital and healthy; I cannot imagine hs dying at all, ever.

[And Joly thinks he might possibly be immortal. Or, at least the most immortal man he has known until today.

~~Sob.~~]

From:

kouros

Oh, no. Gods, no. He is spoken for and, frankly, not my sort of man. But he is a hero of sorts and you cannot tell me you can imagine him dying of old age.

From:

fliesonfour

He is spoken for?

[Joly is giving you A Look.

The number of people who take Patria to be a real lady is, honestly, astonishing...

Though he puzzles a bit at the question.]

...I do not generally imagine him dying of anything.

From:

kouros

Yes, although he does not know it.

[Grantaire.....]

And that, my friend, is how you know he his a hero of sorts.

From:

fliesonfour

[Joly is chipper, but not unwise. His gaze still sticks to him.

He hadn't liked the implication.

And as he's a Grade-A worry wart... time to cover the bases.]

You have hinted he will die young, Monsieur?

From:

kouros

It is possible. I see outcomes, not certainties, when it comes to your kind. Humans are unpredictable and I cannot track every human's path. That is left to the Fates. I simply see what might and will be.

From:

fliesonfour

[A relief.]

Then that will be prevented, of course! Especially if he's spoken for.

From:

kouros

Indeed, and I believe who know who by.

From:

fliesonfour

Then, you must tell me.

[He goes to take a seat, inviting himself. Only wine would make this better, really; he loves gossip.]

From:

kouros

Why, your drunk friend. I thought that was obvious--I do not even need to look beyond a few days from now to see that. I am no Eros, so I cannot say how reciprocated it is, but I could never attempt to seduce someone who has such a desperate, devoted follower.

From:

fliesonfour

Ahah! Grand R is something of a shade of deeply devoted.

[A pause, puzzling it, before he shook his head.]

But no. Alas! I disagree. He enjoys Enjolras because he is unattainable; should Enjolras stoop-- and this is his opinion, not mine, I am very fond of Grantaire, very fond-- stoop to the level of accepting him, Grantaire would not think it Enjolras anymore, and would be more dejected than he already is. Love is suffering, sometimes! I would rather not have to suffer; perhaps you ought to charm him, instead?

From:

kouros

Oh, I did not mean to imply that, Enjolras was it? That he should accept the drunkard, simply that the drunkard is more devoted to that man than my own oracle was back in my youth. And I've no desire to charm the drunk, either. I imagine he would be able to sense my divinity or at least the healing aspects of it and avoid me as though I were Thanatos.