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It is finally spring. Finally warm enough for Enjolras to head outside and read to Temeraire without the extra heavy layer of a coat. He is intent on doing that, in fact, searching for their latest philosophical treatise amongst his piles of papers on his table. He is also searching for his notebook, planning on continuing some writing while he's outside and making a day of it. (Ballpoint pens are very convenient for that.) Enjolras has nearly found it when he is distracted by some shuffling coming from -- of all places, his closet.

After a moment's hesitation, he peers inside the piece of furniture to find two greeny-golden eyes staring back at him. "Oh," he says, with some uncertainty. "Hello."

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A good half hour later, Enjolras has made his apologies to Temeraire and can be found in the café, with his new friend curled up on his discarded coat on a chair nearby him. Enjolras is absently stroking her from time to time, engrossed in a book he at last found under his papers.

Date: 2024-05-22 01:30 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] futaille
Grantaire walks into the café, much like usual. He sees Enjolras first of course and immediately starts speaking. "Good morning! I am at a complete loss about what to--" He stops still. "Wait. Who is this?"

Date: 2024-05-22 01:45 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] futaille
He shoots Enjolras a somewhat incisive look. "Corday?" He returns his attention to Charlotte herself, then, and approaches but keeps a comfortable enough distance, crouching to be more level with her. "Hello, mademoiselle. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

Date: 2024-05-22 02:25 am (UTC)
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"Charlotte charmante, I see." He calmly extends the back of his hand for her perusal.

Date: 2024-05-22 02:54 am (UTC)
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He promptly scratches her head between and behind her ears. "Such a delightful young lady." He glances very briefly at Enjolras. "Did you meet the latest non-feline arrival?"

Date: 2024-05-22 02:40 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] futaille
"He is nothing like you. It was rather unsettling at first."

Date: 2024-05-22 04:06 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] futaille
"Dionysus? Oh, absolutely. Only more so." He keeps giving Charlotte scritches. "I think I did Apollo a disservice, though."

Date: 2024-05-22 05:28 pm (UTC)
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"He's certainly impressive in his own way, but I much prefer you."

Date: 2024-05-22 05:49 pm (UTC)
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He ducks his head a bit. "It was ages ago. When I saddled him in my head with a comparison he could never hope to live up to."

Date: 2024-05-22 08:14 pm (UTC)
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"Oh, it's simple enough. Just immediately change the subject and hope you can get away with it. It works well enough for me1."

1Works less well here, but details.

Date: 2024-05-23 12:59 am (UTC)
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Oh. Yes. Galahad. Of course. "... That would be an incredibly safe assumption."

Date: 2024-05-23 02:21 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] futaille
For all he means to at least attempt to keep an even somewhat neutral expression, there's no chance of that with the smile that instantaneously sprouts on his face.

"I would take your hand, but I do not want to deprive the young lady of her well-deserved pets."

Date: 2024-05-23 03:30 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] futaille
Grantaire squeezes Enjolras's hand and huffs out a soft breathless laugh. "Perhaps one day I'll not feel as if I'm floating, but it's not today."

Date: 2024-05-24 03:00 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] futaille
"What was your intent?"

Date: 2024-05-25 03:34 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] futaille
"I will help in whatever way you'd like, dear Lucien."

Date: 2024-05-25 02:38 pm (UTC)
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A grin. "I don't know. Clearly she's already found a bed she likes."

Date: 2024-05-26 01:40 am (UTC)
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"I would not be surprised if we found a most well-appointed bed and she continued to sleep on your clothing. But let us try."

Date: 2024-05-26 02:00 am (UTC)
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Grantaire stands as well. "I certainly cannot fault the young mademoiselle's taste in people."

Date: 2024-05-27 03:26 am (UTC)
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A laugh. "Ah, true. I mostly cannot fault her taste in people, then."

Date: 2024-05-30 02:35 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] futaille
"Any fault I could find is one I would be entirely grateful for, I assure you."

Date: 2024-05-30 02:40 am (UTC)
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He kisses back, quite besotted, and smiles. "Right. Where do we look first?"

Date: 2024-05-31 03:16 am (UTC)
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"Lead the way."

Date: 2024-06-02 07:04 pm (UTC)
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Grantaire can hardly be blamed if he stoops down and gives Charlotte scratches whenever she attends to his legs.

Date: 2024-06-03 01:19 am (UTC)
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"I'm surprised the collar ended with only one color and not three," he says immediately, only barely not laughing. "Would you like me to hold any of that?"

Date: 2024-06-04 12:09 am (UTC)
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He smothers a grin. "Yes, blame the house entirely."

Date: 2024-06-04 03:22 am (UTC)
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"I can't help but think that at least to start, this will be more than sufficient."

Date: 2024-06-06 02:32 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] futaille
"I am reasonably good at simple tasks on occasion."

Date: 2024-06-07 01:26 am (UTC)
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Grantaire very nearly trips over Charlotte while carrying things, but manages to keep himself upright. "I appreciate her commitment."

Date: 2024-06-09 11:56 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] futaille
"Young mademoiselle Charlotte certainly does, yes."

Date: 2024-06-10 09:13 pm (UTC)
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He looks distinctly amused. "Oh, Enjolras, one never asks a lady her age."

Date: 2024-06-11 03:14 am (UTC)
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"So very self-assured, the young mademoiselle is."

Date: 2024-06-11 05:09 pm (UTC)
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"Very friendly. I'm glad she took to you."

Date: 2024-06-12 03:30 am (UTC)
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"Well, they are very nice clothes."

Date: 2024-06-15 01:48 am (UTC)
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"And clearly comfortable for a cat, which adds to their value."

Date: 2024-06-16 04:06 am (UTC)
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"Well, had I known it was as easy as falling asleep on them..."

Date: 2024-06-16 02:21 pm (UTC)
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"They would certainly fit me better than they would the young mademoiselle. They lack an opening for her tail, you see."

Date: 2024-06-17 11:12 pm (UTC)
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"Well, it's the primary one, at least. I have yet to hear her real attempts at speechcraft, so I don't know yet whether that's another."

Date: 2024-06-19 03:20 am (UTC)
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He stoops to scratch between her ears. "Excellent point well-made, mademoiselle. By all means elaborate."

Date: 2024-06-21 03:18 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] futaille
This obviously requires more scratches. "Truly, I am ready to follow her every command."

Date: 2024-06-23 09:14 pm (UTC)
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"Why, citoyenne, of course."

Date: 2024-06-25 10:15 am (UTC)
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"Quite fitting, I would say. Has a delightful sound to it."

Date: 2024-06-26 06:52 pm (UTC)
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He smiles and ducks his head a bit. "After all, if she had pretensions toward nobility, she hardly would have chosen you, I would think."

Date: 2024-06-26 11:47 pm (UTC)
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"A pity the collar you found was only one color instead of three."

Date: 2024-06-29 02:37 am (UTC)
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"Adornment for the mademoiselle, of course."

Date: 2024-07-01 02:57 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] futaille
"I would call that a successful mission."

Date: 2024-07-02 02:51 am (UTC)
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"I think perhaps we can wait as far as going back for more. Not, of course, to say that she's been spoiled enough as clearly she deserves as many wonderful things as possible. But I think too much at once may prove somewhat overwhelming, so it would be better to introduce more and more new delights over time."

Date: 2024-07-04 02:07 am (UTC)
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"The last person I can think of being scared off had to go on a screed about Bonaparte first."

Date: 2024-07-05 01:17 am (UTC)
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"Very true. I think citoyenme Charlotte is made of sterner stuff, anyway."

Date: 2024-07-06 11:10 pm (UTC)
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"Even better, she probably has no idea who Bonaparte is."

Date: 2024-07-08 03:39 am (UTC)
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"Sadly, although France is unique in many things, she remains as susceptible as any nation to baser temptations."

Date: 2024-07-10 01:12 am (UTC)
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Grantaire sits on the edge of the bed near Enjolras's feet so that he has plenty of room to get to Charlotte. "You might say it's better to know and be on guard."

Date: 2024-07-16 01:15 pm (UTC)
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"True enough. At this point, it seems you must leave France in the dubiously trustworthy hands of the future."

Date: 2024-07-18 04:22 am (UTC)
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He reaches over and companionably pats Enjolras's shin. "Everyone does eventually, at least."

Date: 2024-07-22 04:13 am (UTC)
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He laughs softly. "A novelty that will forever delight me."

Date: 2024-07-24 05:17 pm (UTC)
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He looks amused. "You thinking I'm right about anything."

Date: 2024-08-08 03:48 am (UTC)
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"On rare and treasured occasions, certainly."

Date: 2024-05-22 02:32 am (UTC)
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Mothwing's been busy taking care of Qi Yan lately, which has been a time-consuming but honestly restorative activity. Still, she's starting to feel a little like a six moon old kit in the nursery, all cooped up, so she sets off to see if anyone wants to chat.

She's shocked by the smell of a cat coming from the cafe, and a she-cat at that--decidedly not Angus. She trots inside and sits a few respectable tail-lengths away from the new arrival.

"Hello! I'm Mothwing," she greets the cat, then realizes there's a twoleg sitting beside her. Enjolras, she thinks. "Hello to you as well."

Date: 2024-05-22 03:11 am (UTC)
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"Nice to meet you, Charlotte," Mothwing meows. "So, you're thinking of being his kittypet?" She points her tail at Enjolras. "He's generous, at least. Yes, I'll take some food."

Date: 2024-05-24 02:43 pm (UTC)
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"Where are you from?" Mothwing asks. She's as solemn as Mothwing remembers Tallstar being, at the end of his dads. "How did you get here?"

Date: 2024-05-26 08:43 pm (UTC)
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"Amnesia!" Mothwing exclaims. "How strange." She sort of envies Charlotte and her lack of a clan or twolegs to miss, but then again... how disorienting, to wake up here with no history. She seems like a kittypet, without any immediately obvious scars or injuries. Maybe she's been abandoned by cruel twolegs, in which case Mothwing is relieved she's here now. "Well, if you ever need anything, I'm a medicine cat. I'm not sure if herbs can restore your memories, but they'll cure you if you ever get sick or injured."

Date: 2024-06-03 02:35 pm (UTC)
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"Yes, thank you." Mothwing's a little disappointed that Charlotte seems to match her twoleg so completely. Both of them are polite to a fault! "She seems happy to live with you."

Date: 2024-06-06 02:35 pm (UTC)
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"Well, cats are much better than dogs," Mothwing snorts. "Dogs have absolutely no sense. I guess twolegs can't talk to either cats or dogs, but trust me. A cat is a much better companion."

Date: 2024-06-12 01:48 pm (UTC)
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Not fond enough to fight Mothwing on dogs being better than cats, which Mothwing supposes is a win. Still, she finds herself oddly missing a bit of bickering. She stretches and sets to eating her food.

Date: 2024-06-23 03:57 pm (UTC)
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"To eat? Sure. Charlotte, do you have any favorite prey or, um, twoleg food?"

Date: 2024-08-06 02:31 am (UTC)
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"She likes fish, which means she has good taste," Mothwing informs Enjolras.

Date: 2024-05-25 07:04 pm (UTC)
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Dionysus enters the cafe and immediately notices Enjolras’ friend. “Good morning!” Let him pet the cat please let him pet the cat.

Date: 2024-05-26 12:41 am (UTC)
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"Wish I had." Maybe if he thinks about it hard enough the mansion will give him a leopard. They don't usually make good pets but when you're the god of them it's a little different. "Does she have a name?" He offers his hand to the cat for sniffs.

Date: 2024-05-26 01:18 am (UTC)
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"Ohhhhhh, what a lovely little Lottie you are too!" He slowly reaches to scratch behind her ears.

Date: 2024-05-26 02:30 am (UTC)
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"Of course." Is he paying attention? Yes. To Enjolras? No, to the cat.
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