video, un: orientalism

[pluspetitpoete]

[It looks like he's been crying recently, his eyes and cheeks red. He sniffles and scrubs at his eyes a little, trying to collect himself more before he speaks.]

It's nice, up here. Truly it is. I love having the exhibition hall -- I can go look at the flowers whenever I like. Maybe I'll be able to find a little box, or something? I have these seeds I wanted to plant.

And of course I'm happy that we've all made it, and we're safe, and the dragon isn't a problem anymore. Or at least I hope he isn't. I feel bad for him, though, it wasn't his fault --

I suppose it doesn't matter now, does it. [He frets at the sleeve of his shirt a bit, glancing down and away]

It's only that -- well I'm not trying to sound ungrateful, we do have this lovely ship that we can all live on.

Only that it feels a bit unfair, I suppose. We all had our homes taken away, some of us quite recently, and then our new homes vanished as well.

I don't know right now, if I'd rather return to the planet, if we could, or to stay here. It could be nice to stay here! I could meet some of the people I've only spoken to over communicators, or had only just met before -- everything. Madame Fraser, I'd like to see her again. Oh and I never got to meet Mademoiselle Blossom! We could share poetry, perhaps? It would be easier to get together, this way.

Mademoiselle Jessica, I hope you're all right, as well, and settling in.

[The boy sighs and sniffles again, wiping a little at his nose, self consciously.] I suppose I'm craving some stability.

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video | c.fraser

[nineteenfortyfive]

Jehan, darling. You can see me whenever you like. You need but only ask.

[This sweet boy. Some were perhaps too sweet to be woken up from stasis.]

video | un: CherylBombshell

[sweetwater]

[ oh, Cheryl feels very special indeed that he's remembered her. ]

Don't fret! I haven't gone anywhere. Well - nowhere that you haven't gone as well.

[ nearly everything he's said is exactly how she's felt. she just wants to feel like things are normal, and predictable. Cheryl's much happier when she's creating the chaos instead of being subjected to it. ]

JUST RIGHT THERE. IN THE ROOM. IT'S GIFT TIME.

[winecasks]

[ Grantaire knows how upsetting this entire situation is for Jehan, and he knows that his arguments with Enjolras aren’t helping matters. So he takes a half an hour or so to search the ship, to ask around, and to find an item Jehan mentioned by hadn’t specifically asked for. ]

Jehan.

[ He places something in front of him. It’s a narrow wooden box with a handle across the top that might have been a toolbox at some point. Grantaire clearly still has an imagination through all the wine, though, because he sees it as a planter. ]

I'm not familiar with plants the way you are. I don't know if what you have can be planted in the same box, but tell me all the same, will this do for your seeds?