quatre: they will put away the sword

[untamedantinous]

There are a number of kitchens to be found in the mansion, as most people know. Enjolras is in one of them, flour speckling his flannel shirt and black jeans. There is a recipe book open on the counter near him, open to a page on baguettes. The young man in question is currently absorbed in kneading some dough: once again, something new to concentrate on. (Yes, he had known that Combeferre and Courfeyrac were only here for a day, but that does not really make it much better.) So, inspired by Laertes -- and, perhaps, the underwhelming boeuf bourguignon the mansion had provided the other day -- he is attempting a French classic. Perhaps a homemade baguette will taste better than mansion-provided food.

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[untamedantinous]

“Then I will thank you not to tell him I have only been drunk twice before,” laughing a little. “And neither Courfeyrac or I were good company at the time.”

[timebethine]

"I've only been drunk once," Laertes confides. "I have not Sagramore's stomach for liquor."

[untamedantinous]

“I tried it once with Courfeyrac, and then again after the failed revolution in 1830. Neither of us were the best company.”

[timebethine]

"No, I can't imagine thou wert." And that's a keen bolt of sadness lodged in his chest--the thought that drink is not meant to speed merriment or quell grief, but to answer heartache with more heartache. "Needst not drink, here, an thou hast not the inclination. I will not ask it of thee."

[untamedantinous]

“I do not think I will, but this place can surprise a person.” He nudges Laertes with his shoulder, grinning a little. “You are welcome to do the others, though.”

[timebethine]

"I'd love to fence with thee next. The books I've read here tell me that the sport is much changed since my day--it has formalisms of weapon and stance that are new to me. And some of the grips on those foils ..." He shakes his head, laughing. "All the same. I love to watch thee move. It would be a treat, to watch thee fence."

[untamedantinous]

"I am certain you would beat me in a minute, though I have been practicing. But if you would like, we can do it sometime. Or I could show you canne de combat. We've much to occupy ourselves with."

[timebethine]

"So much to look forward to," says Laertes. That's what makes this place a miracle, for him--that he can look upon the future with hope, and savor the anticipation.

[untamedantinous]

"Yes," he agrees, laughing and nudging Laertes again. "I am certainly looking forward to getting trounced by you."