R. GRANTAIRE

current mood: agog & aghast.

[R. GRANTAIRE @drinkerofdreams]

ʀ. ɢʀᴀɴᴛᴀɪʀᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴀ ᴍᴀɴ ᴡʜᴏ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ɪɴ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ.

— modern les mis
— mirrored description

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@Iepidus + breaths. He knows this. He opposes most all birthdays, keeping his a secret as best he can, even when Joly somehow found out everyone's birthday and R had to swear him to secrecy. Sometimes he forgets his own. There are plenty of things he forgets.

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@Iepidus Grantaire is prepared to kick his whole ass for getting him up at this hour, but he wordlessly buzzes him up and leaves the door unlocked before flopping right back into bed.

Birthdays, for the most part, are pointless. Milemarkers ticking people closer to their final +

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@Iepidus + on anyone.

Sluggish and all around rugged, he drags himself from the safety of his covers and down the hall, only half considering putting on pants. He doesn't.

He presses the buzzer intercom. "We're closed," he grumbles.

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@Iepidus The shrill buzzing is enough to make him groan, flop onto his other side. He feels he's only just fallen asleep and a l r e a d y his slumber is interrupted by gods-know-who, and R prays Eponine will tend to the door.

When he hears nothing, he wonders why he'd ever count +

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@Iepidus He knows the privilege of seeing their devoted leader like this, soft and pleading. Nothing can convince him to join their fight, but he knows he can't turn away from him.

"I'll always stay with you."

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@Iepidus

Their gatherings have taken on a growing tension, each passing day's corruption spurring the anger in Les Amis. It's not unusual, watching the group spouting off obscenities, but Grantaire feels suffocated this time.

He barely submitted his capstone on +

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@Iepidus The touch releases the tension in his shoulders, sends through him a jolt he's never accustomed to, but his caution remains.

"You know that I believe in you more than anything, but it's hard supporting you through this."

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@Iepidus + "Can't we just be normal?"

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@Iepidus "We aren't," and his voice is firm as his conviction. "This is going to spiral again and the people in office will continue to ignore you and this ridiculous moment."

The thought of another protest met with resistance sends a chill down his spine and he softens his tone. +

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@Iepidus + realize all this is pointless?"

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@Iepidus "What good has any of this done?" He's sitting up, folding his arms on the table. R knows how this goes: he denounces their efforts, Enj proceeds anyway, but he's got the worst feeling.

"Half our guys get beat up, you got arrested, and nothing has changed. When will you +

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@Iepidus He's running his tongue over his teeth, gearing up for a long awaited fight.

"I don't know why I thought this time would be different." His fingers tap on the bottle, rings clinging on the glass.

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@Iepidus
[text] happy father's day daddy

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@Iepidus + having words but no desire to move.

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@Iepidus R's restless as he speaks, /knowing/ how this will end. He's never believed in their movement, their rose colored glasses blocking out their senselessness. The ache in his gut only affirms his doubts.

He waits until the room lifts to a buzz before raising a brow at Enj, +

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@Iepidus + stoic as ever, only makes his stomach churn. After all they've been through, his arrest and his injuries, R had hoped that was the last of their games. Instead, the leader seems ready for another round, and he can't bear it.

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@Iepidus He's shaking his head as they speak of demonstrations and petitions, things they've already tried to no avail. R has sat through the same meeting over and over, yet nothing seems to make the group realize the fruitlessness of their efforts.

And Enjolras standing there, +

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+ radiating from him, is all too familiar.

He tips back his beer as Ferre speaks.

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+ time, nightmares translating to canvases to half-assed essays. He'd hoped that turning it in and suffering through commencement would heal him, but now it's early June and everything is worse.

Explaining to Enjolras never helped and listening to his monologue, ferocity +