on his mun's general mun-ness (muse is Feuilly and mun is very new to him)

[vivelapologne]

Mademoiselle, please relax. So you couldn't find the pictures you liked. Check again later, perhaps you'll find something then. These will work for now.

On to more important things. Please leave the puns to others and it is not adorable that I marched to the barricade crying "vive la Pologne"! Poland is just as important to France as France itself is, and the crimes committed in Warsaw are no less horrible than the ones committed in Paris. If I fight against one, I fight against the other.

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SQUEAL

[to_be_free]

Mine hasn't yet found any she thinks quite suit me, either.

All that aside, it is very good to see you here, mon ami! We've nearly all of us now, I think!

:D? please forgive me if I suck the man's got less lines than Bahorel

[vivelapologne]

Mine would rather have some from that...play thing, but that won't be for quite some time. I think she's just nervous.

Who else have you seen, Combeferre?

NO WORRIES I am fairly new to this guy myself

[to_be_free]

That may be it, my mademoiselle tends to be the same way.

Why, nearly everyone. Enjolras, Grantaire, Joly, Bossuet and Courfeyrac are about as well, and of course Prouvaire and Pontmercy.

oh good XD

[vivelapologne]

No Bahorel? And how is Joly taking all these new diseases that are no doubt running around here? Has he locked himself away yet?

[to_be_free]

If he is present, I haven't seen him. [A laugh.] I do believe our dear Jolllly is concerned with influenza, at the moment.

[vivelapologne]

At the moment? You mean he isn't always?

[sloppiest]

[ les mis? wow, you really do get all sorts here. ]

So you're going to go play superhero then?

[vivelapologne]

...pardon? What hero?

[sloppiest]

Oh right, you're French - you don't have those. A super hero. Runs around doing all the heroic things ever, standing up to the man, saving the little guy. [ smirk. ] Wears tights.

[vivelapologne]

...I don't wear tights.

[Everything else....]

[idealisme]

[Dryly.] You are correct. Your cry of 'vive la Pologne' was hardly adorable, my friend.

[vivelapologne]

She seems to think it's "precious".

[He's not terribly amused by that]

[idealisme]

These scribes have copious reserves of affection, Feuilly. They dwell upon the smallest trivia as though it has great importance. [Headshake.]

I hope never to understand it.

[vivelapologne]

In her defense, she's fairly certain that aside from my job there wasn't much mentioned of me.

I'm not sure those are traits unique to these scribes, Enjolras. I believe it might be unique to women, however.

[idealisme]

That is outside my area of expertise, though I am certain Courfeyrac would be able to confirm it for you.

[What are women, even.]

[cotenant]

[ this is not the rebel you were looking for. ]

Muns think the strangest things are endearing, though it seems like you're best remembered by your battle cry.

[vivelapologne]

[No, but god is this one adorable]

To be fair, she doesn't seem to be able to find record of anything else worth remembering.

[Because Hugo :|]

Have we met, mademoiselle? You seem...vaguely familiar.

[cotenant]

[ oh. c: she puffs her bangs out of her eyes. ]

Me? Perhaps. I know of someone else with a fascination with Poland, as a matter of fact. Well, she's a girl, so.

[vivelapologne]

I do not have a fascination...what is your friend's name, if I may?

[cotenant]

Sorry, that's the wrong word. A love for, I suppose. Feuilly - she's incredibly globally oriented as far as I can see.

[fitofgrandair]

Ah, but Feuilly, surely you mean that Poland is just as unimportant as France, or that both countries (established by human, that is to say fallible, demarcation) are neither important nor unimportant, but are merely places in which we may dwell. Do not bridle or turn in disgust, for I bear no ill will toward Poland. Poland may live in peace, Poland may be crowned in the freshest of wildflowers, Poland may live long and spend her nights in drunken celebration. What better could I wish for Poland?

[vivelapologne]

I had heard you where around here, Grand R.

[Is there really any point in arguing with him over his or not...]

And no, I said what I meant. Both countries--all countries--are important.

[fitofgrandair]

In one's fancies, perhaps, or the patriotic dreams of a unified nation--unity, yet another tragically hopeful word! But it is not my place to part a believer and his sustenance, and so I will wish you and your Poland the best of all possible worlds. So to speak.

You must pardon my verbal meanderings and believe that seeing you lightens my heart. How do I find you? How does your life, your mind, your heart stand?

I am told that there are multiple Rs about, which utterly confounds any notion of sense I might once have held. Brace yourself, Feuilly; you cannot tell when you might come upon one of us. Or many of us. How happy for you that we Grantaires are not the sneaking sorts.

[vivelapologne]

I am quite fine, if a bit exasperated with the mademoiselle. She could put Jolllly to shame with her worries and nerves.

[A pause]

Multiple grand Rs?

[fitofgrandair]

Dear lord, I should not have thought it possible. Perhaps she requires a visit from the great goddess Wine.

[He shrugs.] So I hear. I have not encountered these others--save perhaps one, but that is... another tale entirely, I think--and so cannot say with certainty that I exist in splinters. Still, it is an uncommon world that we have stumbled into. Much as I thought Paris empty of truth, I find this world more uncertain still. Nothing is ever certain. Much is unexpected.

Do take care; Poland cannot lose her faithful admirer.