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misfire, video, un: revolution

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[The blond in the video message looks tired.]

I take it you still haven't done a thing to find employment. I've taken it on myself. There's a baker who might need an assistant. [It's really incredible how disgruntled he can look. He radiates disappointment.]

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[ He's certain he's never seen this man before. He doubts that Claire would have neglected to tell him about someone from his future lingering about. ]

I'm nae sure why ye seem so invested in my employment.

[ His accent seems to just get thicker with his confusion. ]

Or why ye'd want me anywhere near a kitchen.

[idealisme]

[Enjolras scowls, first in confusion then in frustration.]

My apologies, monsieur. The message was meant for my-- friend.

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[ His brows go up. A Frenchman. It's been some time since Jamie was in Paris, but he knows he has a return in his future according to Claire. ]

Yer a very good friend then.

[ The hesitation doesn't go unnoticed, but he doesn't know this man. It's likely it was nothing. ]

[idealisme]

It's not-- [Instinctively he starts to deny it. But they are friends now, aren't they?]

He struggles with such things. As we live together, it puts a strain on matters.

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[ If two men want to bugger in peace that's between the two of them. As long as it's something they both desire. ]

Aye. I can see how that would cause strife. I feel as though my wife may be in the same position with me if we were to live in a dwelling of our own.

[idealisme]

[THERE IS NO BUGGERING GOING ON OMG

But Enjolras accepts that all people who live under the same roof, regardless of whether they sleep in one bed or two, must come into conflict eventually.]

Do you live in Wyver, monsieur? As I said, there's a baker here looking for an assistant.

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[ He's just saying if you want to bugger then he's supportive. Just don't ask him to join. Everyone keeps trying and failing. ]

I dinnae. I live in Olympia with my wife and friends of the family.

[ The Stark's. Though really it's just Sansa there now with Ned gone and Jon living in Wyver. ]

I'm afraid no baker would want me near their fires.

[idealisme]

[A smile touches his expression.] In all honestly, I do not think the baker will want my friend either- but he must find employment.

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Aye. I suppose employment is employment. Though I dinnae ken if tossing yer friend into baking is the wisest of decisions.

[ Not when it comes to working in a shop anyways. ]

Mistakes there might be rather costly.