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Post by Enjolras on May 11, 2008 11:18:33 GMT -5
*Enjolras had never been a big breakfast eater, but out of tradition there was always a spread in the morning. Eggs, toast, all sorts of pastries (they were in France), bacon, a huge assortment of fruit, orange juice, and coffee were always laid out. Though he doubted he'd see Grantaire at breakfast, he told the footman to set an extra place, garnering an odd look. Could their master have taken a mistress? 'Sort of.' Said his suethor through giggles.*
"I have a guest. An old friend." *He informed them without being asked, and sat down to some eggs and a croissant.*
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Post by Grantaire on May 11, 2008 11:26:43 GMT -5
Grantaire woke early, with a start as is something in his memory clicked with his internal clock. He flew out of bed and hastily pulled on his borrowed clothes and his old, scuffed up boots, shoved his hair back with one hand and ran down the stairs, having a quick look around to find Enjolras in the dining room before he left--he didn't want the man to think he'd regretted anything from the previous evening and taken off.
"Morning! Ah, I'm terribly late for something, but you know where to find me la---is that bacon? Damnit, nevermind--I've got to be off!"
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Post by Enjolras on May 11, 2008 11:29:06 GMT -5
*Enjolras looked at him oddly, not even having to say 'what the hell?'*
"Something chasing you?" *He asked dryly.*
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Post by Grantaire on May 11, 2008 11:33:02 GMT -5
"Not yet, I hope!"
He grinned, but the amusement didn't reach his eyes, which showed fear of the possibility. He darted over to the table and stiffly leaned down to wrap his arms around Enjolras' shoulders for an awkward second before letting go, snatching a strip of bacon and heading out with the same level of mania.
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Post by Enjolras on May 11, 2008 11:35:00 GMT -5
"Um..."
*Enjolras was very, very confused. And he had absolutely nothing to do today, so...*
*He followed inconspicuously in the carriage. Something was up.*
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Post by Enjolras on May 26, 2008 7:25:36 GMT -5
**LATER. AFTER A CERTAIN EVENT THAT WE ALL CAN GUESS.**
*He'd awoken before Grantaire (he always did), confused for a good few seconds, but confused turned into hungry so he'd gotten dressed and gone down to breakfast. Well, mostly dressed. His hair was unruly and his shirt unbuttoned.*
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Post by Adrienne on May 26, 2008 7:28:07 GMT -5
*Adi flounced in, her hair neat and tidy in braids and dressed in light muslin. She smiled when she saw her father and skipped over to kiss him on the cheek before taking her place of honor at his right hand.*
"Morning daddy!" *She said, as the butler scooted her in.*
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Post by Enjolras on May 26, 2008 7:28:32 GMT -5
*Enjolras smiled fondly.*
"Morning, Adi-bean."
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Post by Adrienne on May 26, 2008 7:30:09 GMT -5
*Little feet dangling and kicking, she nibbled on her bacon and eggs and toast quite neatly, for a four-year old.*
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Post by Grantaire on May 26, 2008 14:51:33 GMT -5
Grantaire was down some time later, similarly bedraggled and always loose-of-shirt anyway. He flopped into a chair, still looking more asleep than awake and pulled whatever food was nearest over to himself with a grunt.
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Post by Enjolras on May 26, 2008 14:54:13 GMT -5
"I assume that's supposed to mean 'Good Morning?' " *Enjolras asked dryly.*
"Bon matin!" *Said Adi brightly, bouncing in her seat and smiling and providing the perfect complement to her dry, languorous father.*
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Post by Grantaire on May 26, 2008 14:57:54 GMT -5
"Woke me up when you jostled the bed." he grumbled, used to sleeping in quite a bit later, but he smiled at Adi.
"Good morning, mademoiselle. Enjolras, you didn't tell me we were having a princess to breakfast--I'd've dressed much more to the occasion!"
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Post by Enjolras on May 26, 2008 15:02:13 GMT -5
*Adi giggled and her cheeks dimpled. Enjolras smiled at her.*
"Well you should have guessed my princesse would come to breakfast. Even princesses have to eat." *He said, half to Grantaire and half teasing Adi.* "And eat all of their eggs, at that."
*Adi pouted and stuck a dejected forkful in her mouth.*
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Post by Grantaire on May 26, 2008 15:05:32 GMT -5
The little man gave a dramatic gasp and stared in shock at the little girl.
"You don't like eggs?" Then he grinned and leaned over to whisper conspiratorially to her. "Neither do I. Nasty things." He winked and sat up again, snatching a piece of bacon from Enjolras' plate.
"Meeting today?"
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Post by Enjolras on May 26, 2008 15:08:28 GMT -5
"Eleven o'clock." *He responded immediately.*
*Adi pouted at him.* "But I thought we were going to go to the Luxembourg gardens today!"
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