[Give it a second. Enjolras has to pull the phone from his ear to fire off a quick text inquiring. Because he's a grown man and he does what he wants and tonight is, apparently, surreal.
Probably he can manage it without hanging up. Probably.]
Which is, in this instance, almost partly understandable. Shooting Joly a text lets him notice that Courfeyrac has been texting him for the past few minutes and that he hadn't realized he'd missed a call from Marius and that it's actually a bit concerning he hasn't gotten a message from le petit oiseau in the last few hours.
And it's not that those things are all more important, but.]
[It's frankly comical the level of panicked desperation he feels at the though that Enjolras is going to hang up, because the odds are that he won't call back, because this is Grantaire's life and he knows how it goes.]
I'll call you Achilles if you prefer? Golden haired, hero of Troy, mighty in arms and bronze of skin. You might not want to emulate his more martial acts, but the aim is the same, isn't it? Conquer the enemy, take no prisoners? Bow to no king nor lord, whatever Agamemnom says. [He's rambling and he knows it, but Enjolras as Achilles is a great image.]
Also, you don't look unlike Brad Pitt from the movie. Admittedly you haven't got the jaw he does, but I think you'd look just a great oiled up.
Naturally Combeferre's Odysseus, he's the cleverest of us all. Of your myrmidon leaders, Courf is your greatest friend, Eudoros. Phoenix, famous for getting weepy over a speech, has to be Jehan... and I can't remember enough about Menesthius, Peisander, and Alcimedon to decide which of them are L'aigles, Feuilly, and Bahorel. [Pause] Except, Bahorel has to be Ajax, they're both giant brutes who love to fight more than's good for them. Marius can be the other captain, I guess.
[He sounds pleased with himself. It's not a perfect analogy but you only gave him like a second.]
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[Probably that. Probably not the palpable displeasure. Probably.]
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--a heart condition?
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Probably he can manage it without hanging up. Probably.]
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[Enjolras probably can't even hear him.
to himself-] Manners really aren't a strength for you, are they?
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Which is, in this instance, almost partly understandable. Shooting Joly a text lets him notice that Courfeyrac has been texting him for the past few minutes and that he hadn't realized he'd missed a call from Marius and that it's actually a bit concerning he hasn't gotten a message from le petit oiseau in the last few hours.
And it's not that those things are all more important, but.]
--I'll call you back.
[#politeyoungman]
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[It's frankly comical the level of panicked desperation he feels at the though that Enjolras is going to hang up, because the odds are that he won't call back, because this is Grantaire's life and he knows how it goes.]
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You spend all day calling me after the god of plagues. Don't start sounding surprised now.
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Also, you don't look unlike Brad Pitt from the movie. Admittedly you haven't got the jaw he does, but I think you'd look just a great oiled up.
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[He sounds pleased with himself. It's not a perfect analogy but you only gave him like a second.]
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Best you can do?
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[A sigh.] Our dear Jollly stayed home and tried to convince us all war would likely prove our deaths.
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Fucking hell, Enjolras. You can't be literate in modern politics, social policy, debate and greek myths.
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I still have all my brain cells left, hm?
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There's no doubt of that, Achilles.
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[He's not going senile, wow.]
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[Although this long string of apparent sobriety is a good sign.]
I'll call you back, R.
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[He doesn't realise it, but he's already looking for his keys, coat, and wallet to head down to the liquor store.]
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[He means to the nickname. If it happens to work for the rest, well.]
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Can't stop, won't stop. [Wallet found.]
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ooc;
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