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Enjolras ([personal profile] pro_patria_mortuus) wrote2017-07-03 07:09 pm

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When you're young, athletic, dead, and bored at Milliways, the available hobbies get surprisingly limited. In other words, for those who enjoy sparring, there's a whole lot of time to practice in.

Enjolras and Chuck Hansen, as they frequently do, have been killing some time this way. So when they come down the stairs, perfunctorily cleaned up but still kind of sweaty, it's in order to head to Bar for something to drink.

"--in case you aren't holding enough stuff," Chuck grouses, as they round a table.

Enjolras returns the mild look of someone who's heard this complaint before, but doesn't entirely understand it. "They are handy," he points out.
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[personal profile] andinfluencepeople 2017-07-03 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"You know," Chuck says, suddenly thoughtful, "someday I'm going to find out Paris used to be just this great big mountain, and you didn't think it was worth mentioning."
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[personal profile] hate_gettin_older 2017-07-03 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
At a nearby table, Edgar glances up in recognition of Chuck's voice, and almost immediately in perplexity about the content.

"Who used to be what now?" he asks, pitched to carry the few feet between them.
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[personal profile] andinfluencepeople 2017-07-04 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
Chuck rolls his eyes at Enjolras -- he can hear a joke even if he has no idea what it's about. Which means it probably wasn't a good joke, was it? Eye-rolling is warranted.

"I like walking sticks if they're useful," Chuck says to Enjolras though he grins at Edgar. He has a bruise forming on one arm in the shape of one, but he doesn't seem to mind. "Paris is this fancy city in France. It's got the Eiffel Tower?"

He never knows what Edgar's heard of. "D'you know each other?"
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[personal profile] hate_gettin_older 2017-07-04 12:40 am (UTC)(link)
Edgar gives the other man an assessing glance. "Don't think we've met, no."

(It still feels so weird to say that.)
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[personal profile] andinfluencepeople 2017-07-04 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
Chuck nods. "Edgar's my roommate," he tells Enjolras, hand tipping towards Edgar. "He's kind of a big deal on Mars."

He then points at Enjolras with the same hand. "Enjolras beats me up. And he's a French political guy from history."

"Oh, and -- we're all dead," he finishes, grinning as he checks the last important part of introductions off his mental list.
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[personal profile] hate_gettin_older 2017-07-04 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
"Likewise," says Edgar, who's grinning a bit at Chuck's introductions. He doesn't offer a hand either; meeting-for-the-first-time rituals are still new enough to him that he won't think of it without a reminder.

"French, is it? Knew a lady once who spoke French. Don't know much else about it, sorry."
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[personal profile] andinfluencepeople 2017-07-04 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
"France is Atlantic," Chuck explains, "kind of frenemies with England? Anyway," he says, "the important part is they think fighting with walking sticks is normal."
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[personal profile] hate_gettin_older 2017-07-04 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nah, Mars in't where I come from, I just visited. Made some friends, saved a runaway critter, killed a horrible monster, you know." That last is in an outrageously casual tone; he grins as he says it.

"Care to sit down?"
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[personal profile] andinfluencepeople 2017-07-04 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Chuck's already kicked out a seat and flopped into it before Edgar has finished asking. It seems like it's going to be an actual conversation. He leans in on his elbows, pushing a seat out for Enjolras with his foot.

He orders Gatorade and water off of a waitrat, but otherwise doesn't contribute to the conversation yet -- he doesn't know what he'd say. It's weird, knowing two people who don't know each other.
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[personal profile] hate_gettin_older 2017-07-05 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
Edgar's asked for a Coke; he's long since gotten used to the fizz, and decided he likes the acid-sweet sting of it.

"Through Milliways, yeah. Ran into this little baby monster out back -- they call em thoats, ride on their backs and use them to carry loads? Ugly great lumps they are, so when I say 'little baby' I mean like half the size of this table here -- anyway it had run off from its mum, I followed it, two of us wound up in this vast fuckin desert in the middle of nowhere --"

He's gesturing animatedly as he speaks, hands spreading wide on vast fuckin desert.
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[personal profile] andinfluencepeople 2017-07-05 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Where you bounce," Chuck interjects, because this is a very important story element.
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[personal profile] hate_gettin_older 2017-07-05 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Bounce," Edgar confirms. "Like, you take one step and if you're not careful you go flying twenty feet like you've got some kind of fuckin magic springs in your shoes. Something about gravity being different on Mars."

He illustrates with one hand on the tabletop, forming a tiny walking figure with two fingers and springing it through an unlikely series of arcs.

"So there's me and this pitiful little baby thoat, no idea where the fuck we are, and here's this wall of sand coming at us, so we found a cave to wait out the storm. Except already in the cave is this great ugly sucker monster that thinks it wants to eat us, and it's too late to run, so --" He shrugs, spreading his hands again. "Had to kill it, didn't I.

"Tars Tarkus -- he's a proper man from Mars, they call it Barsoom there -- his people found us the next day, and Tars helped get me back here. He said they call it an iljat, the sucker monster thing."
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[personal profile] andinfluencepeople 2017-07-05 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
"He's a bloody garbage heap," Chuck offers to Enjolras. Then, reluctantly: "Not because of the helping part. That's okay."

He's glad you aren't even more dead, Edgar.
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[personal profile] hate_gettin_older 2017-07-05 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah, he's all right," says Edgar, without much heat at disagreeing with Chuck. "You'd know him if you saw him, most likely -- taller than anyone you've ever met, no hair on him, sort of green-colored, and four arms."
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[personal profile] andinfluencepeople 2017-07-05 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
Chuck rolls his eyes, but doesn't hold out. It's Edgar who Tarkas gave a huge concussion to, so he guesses that technically the beef lies there.

He'll still hold it against Tarkas forever.
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[personal profile] hate_gettin_older 2017-07-05 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh yes," says Edgar with relish. "Bit of the advantage to him, though, since there's people on Barsoom who look more like us. And they'd already met an Earth man once. Oh, thanks --"

That's to the waitrat, which has reappeared with a tray of all their drinks.
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[personal profile] andinfluencepeople 2017-07-05 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Thanks," Chuck echoes, grabbing his water and bottle of Gatorade off the tray. It's ice blue, and labelled Striker Eureka! with its name repeated in hanzi. There's an animated drawing of a jaeger and bulldog on it, and Chuck makes a face.

He really prefers Crimson Typhoon flavor, but it's on him for not specifying.

"Yeah, Dejah Thoris looks basically human," Chuck says. "She's a scientist around here."
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[personal profile] hate_gettin_older 2017-07-07 05:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Edgar swallows his first gulp of Coke. "Dunno for sure; you'd have to ask Dejah or Tarkas about that. All I know is there's the regular people, the big green people, and some fuckin weird animals."

He grins. "Brought the baby thoat back here with me when that was all over, 'cause they said she was spoiled for work after that. She's huge now, lives in the stables out back."
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[personal profile] andinfluencepeople 2017-07-08 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
"She's all legs," Chuck says, walking his left hand in place on the table. He looks to Enjolras. "What about you? Been touristing anywhere?"