kernow | ➳ i am a ghost, just a mirage

It might. Not sure it’s worth the risk, frankly. I would hate to leave you prematurely.

[ A small wince. Too soon? He covers it with a self-satisfied look and another sip from his glass, or so he hopes. ]

[Enjolras feels a sharp pain to his temple that makes him wince; he swears he hears gunshots and the flicker of another flashback but it's gone as soon as it came.

While the moment didn't last long enough for him to dissect, he chalks it up to his own memories highlighting the slight personal irony of Remi's statement; if he only knew how he had fared in his last incarnation.]

Somehow I doubt you're that much at risk. It's going to be difficult a basic conversation with you if all you can do if deflect, you know.

I’m not deflecting, sourpuss. [ R rolls his shoulders back as he puts the cup down again. Okay, fine fearless leader. ]

Life’s too short to be this serious about it is all I’m saying. I appreciate your sincerest efforts to have a basic conversation with me, though. Must tell you that it’s good to know I’m worth your efforts.

[ He pauses to flick his eyes away and then back to the screen again. You asked, you shall receive, monsieur Enjolras. ]

Nah, professors don’t like me. To answer your inquiry that I... avoided. Even when I do share their opinions, there will be something they say that will irk me. A curse I must bear, you could say. Now, while I do write and sing karaoke, I’m not a talented knitter; that was not quite true. Aren’t icebreakers fun?

[He's...happy is not the word for this unexpected display of forthrightness (or that he actually prompted it...?) but it does leave him a little bewildered.

He keeps doing that, doesn't he? Switching between making him want to pull his hair out and knocking him completely off-kilter.]

Yeah, not a problem. You're...an interesting man, I'll give you that Remi. I don't want you to feel like...you're not liked. Or welcome, to be at the meetings and offer up those opinions. I mean, that's kind of the point.

[He runs his free hand through his hair, frustrated; usually, the words don't resist him this much.]

Super awkward I think you mean. But that's, um, cool. I'd like to hear you sing sometime. I know Michel is always looking for an excuse to organize a group outing.

Awkward? Surely never with you, sir. You’re such a warm fuzzy type.

[ R says it so fondly a bystander would consider it sincere. A bystander. ]

But to be “serious,” don’t let Michel go to karaoke. The good news is it takes a few drinks for him to start singing— so preferably by then you have had a few too to get through his performance.

[A snort.] So I've been told. Have you and Co--Michel and Thomas been comparing notes?

[God that was close. As stilted as the conversation was at points, there was still this odd comfortability to it that made him almost slip. Yeah, good luck explaining those nicknames to a bystander, Enjolras.]

I'm surprised, Michel's never exactly been the wallflower type. How long have you known each other then? When did you meet him and Thomas?

Oh it feels like I’ve known them forever. [ God he really doesn’t remember—]

Thomas and I met in secondary briefly, but Michel and I met each other in his first year at university. I saw Thomas again there as well, and as those two are very tight we usually end up all together nowadays.

[ He smiles fondly. It followed soon after their re-introduction Thomas did know him, but was too withdrawn to bring it
up when they knew each other so casually. Courf was always more... talkative and it came to light quickly; it made Grantaire nearly choke on a lump in his throat thinking of the conversation. ]

Yeah, same. [More literally than Remi knew, but. Well.] I guess I'm just surprised Thomas only suggested you come to the meetings now, he seemed really insistent I meet with you the other day.

[He smiles fondly.]

Yeah, they've been like that for as long as I can remember. I'm surprised it took them this long to date, they always basically were at each other's hip that it just seemed like a formality when they finally bit the bullet. But I guess when you're around another person like that so long that it takes longer to notice.

[He rubs his neck a little, embarrassed at his own pontification.]

Sorry, I shouldn't ruminate over things like that; Michel's always said I'm relationship-challenged, platonic or otherwise. But they're my best friends, like brothers, so it's nice to see them happy.

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[ R smiles fondly at his embarrassment about the introspection. ]

Wo-ow. Quite reflective of you, E. If I didn’t know better I would even say say that you must have a soft spot for those two. [ As if Enjolras— Alexandre— could have soft spots. ]

[He scowls a little bit at the light teasing, but there's no bite to it, only embarrassment at being pegged yet again.]

I mean, they're my best friends, I think I'm allowed a "soft spot". Like you haven't had that?

[ Grantaire’s eyes glaze over with an intoxicated softness at the words, while he smiles with just a bit more secrecy than his eyes can manage. ]

I have soft spots, but I’ll let you figure out where they are. You got stuff to get back to probably, huh?

[Enjolras is just about to ask what exactly does he mean by that, does he really want to know what he means by that, and finally what does it mean if he does want to know what he meant by that, but. But.

Breathing through his nose, he lets those thoughts dissipate in favor of something that doesn't make his headache stronger.]

Um, yes. I've got several papers due somewhat soon, so. I'll let you go, I guess?

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[ R gives the other young man a small mocking salute. ]

Back to your studies, O dedicated one. Slacker out.

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lame response is lame

oh if alex likes being pegged we can arrange that i mean—

why don't you just @ him huh

it would probably be less typing tru tru