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Post by Marius on Jun 3, 2008 23:28:35 GMT -5
"Dammit..."
*He took a deep breath, not wanting to get angry with her*
"I'm coming back. There's nothing to worry about."
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Post by Aimée-Cosette on Jun 3, 2008 23:33:58 GMT -5
"There is always something to worry about!" *She snapped, trying to keep her voice down so as not to wake the babies.* "You can't expect to tell me you're running off to a barricade, where for all reasons and purposes you've already escaped death on once, and expect me not to worry!"
*Despite being inexplicably afraid of him touching her, she did love him. She was only afraid that this meant he didn't love her any longer."
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Post by Marius on Jun 3, 2008 23:36:53 GMT -5
"Aimee...I can't sit by and do nothing while France slowly goes to pieces, while old friends go off to fight for a worthy cause."
*Revolution, and the prospect of it, was filling him with that old idealistic fire...his speech was becoming more impassioned*
"It's for the greater good."
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Post by Aimée-Cosette on Jun 3, 2008 23:39:16 GMT -5
"You weren't a husband or a father the last time the Greater Good called, Marius. And if I recall correctly, the Greater Good has a way of killing people."
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Post by Marius on Jun 3, 2008 23:41:25 GMT -5
"What kind of a husband and father would I be if I did nothing to stop France from becoming unliveable? I see where this country is going, and it is not a place I want you, my children, or anyone's family to be."
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Post by Aimée-Cosette on Jun 3, 2008 23:47:46 GMT -5
*Tears welled up in her eyes. He cared more about the revolution, she could see. She stood and made for the door, trying not to let him see her face and in the process leaving the embroidery on the bed.*
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Post by Marius on Jun 3, 2008 23:49:27 GMT -5
"Aimee, please..."
He stood up and started to follow her.
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Post by Aimée-Cosette on Jun 3, 2008 23:51:32 GMT -5
*She wiped at her face furiously with one sleeve and continued move towards the stairs.*
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Post by Marius on Jun 3, 2008 23:54:20 GMT -5
*He reached out and grabbed her arm, firmly but not hurting her*
"Please, understand..."
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Post by Aimée-Cosette on Jun 3, 2008 23:58:38 GMT -5
"I understand just fine." *She said hoarsely, jerking her arm away.*
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Post by Marius on Jun 4, 2008 0:07:10 GMT -5
"I highly doubt that." He said acidly.
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Post by Aimée-Cosette on Jun 4, 2008 0:08:58 GMT -5
"Oh what's that supposed to mean?!" *She cried, wheeling around.*
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Post by Marius on Jun 4, 2008 0:57:03 GMT -5
"You've focused on only me going to the barricades instead of the why of it! "
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