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Mar. 7th, 2015 06:12 pm
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So. Bahorel had advised--Staub's finest and tightest, a notion that had met Bossuet's unvoiced support. And then word had come that Musichetta, through unknowable feminine channels, had been returned to a state of--well, call it clemency. All of this when Lesgle was conveniently free of classes, so it was no trouble at all to murmur something to Joly about longing for the noble sights of Meaux and vanish for a few days, and then to pass another day or two with Grantaire, with Bahorel, with a remarkable poet or perhaps visionary he'd met at Bahorel's place--

One week, he thinks, for Joly and Musichetta to get reacquainted, and another week for them to remember why they keep their own rooms, and then say another day or two for good measure.

He manages to be arriving at the Musain just as Joly is leaving, and gives him a quick, friendly, searching look. "On your way home?"


((After this.))

Date: 2015-03-08 01:25 pm (UTC)
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Joly feels absolutely sure that there's a certain sort of response he's supposed to have, here. It's just not a response he's actually having at all. Oh, well; he knows perfectly well his systems are irregular, there's no point in him trying to force a standard response.

He compromises; he kicks Bossuet lightly under the table. "You didn't! Of all the times to become quiet-!" But he's smiling.

And then he's grinning, and then he's giggling. "Oh no, oh, poor Musichetta. I owe her another dozen apologies at least--and you!" he makes a swatting motion in Bossuet's direction. And then he has to put his head in his hands and let himself laugh for a few moments. "And I was worried--!"
Edited Date: 2015-03-08 01:32 pm (UTC)

Date: 2015-03-08 04:13 pm (UTC)
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Joly looks up, still smiling, and lifts the glass. He takes a drink before saying anything. "Hmm, you should. For not telling me before. I'm glad to know before the three of us have any sort of conversation on the matter, of course, but it would have been useful to know before-!"

He takes another drink, thinking. "For the rest, well, I suppose I'd feel a bit of hypocrite getting offended about the two of you doing-- what I'm doing, really." He frowns again. "Except that I suppose I still don't know what you're doing. Or, I mean. What you're wanting to do. Are you--?" He's not sure what to ask. He smiles, and shrugs, and takes another drink.

Date: 2015-03-08 11:42 pm (UTC)
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Joly can't help laughing. "Yes, you dread tyrant, how dare you." Oh, Hell. Bossuet really does look miserable. He taps his foot against Lesgle's. "We're a Republic between us, the same edicts must apply to every man; I will support the decree only if you follow it yourself."

"Anyway, Musichetta's no sheep-- can you imagine the look on her face if we told her you had made up her mind for her?" He tries for a severe look as he says it, and only ends up laughing again. "Obviously I can't swear for what she'll say. But we'll talk to her? Soon? Both of us, together, so we can all avoid this sort of nonsense happening again? You and I are agreed, I think; if we all can be, well--." Joly's fairly sure it's not impossible, at least.

Date: 2015-03-09 01:02 pm (UTC)
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Joly's laugh is loud enough to be heard even against the regular din of the café. "It would be an interesting experiment to watch! Let's see, how does that translate--"

He tries to arrange his eyebrows into an appropriate overture for the topic. He's fairly sure he just looks like he's going to sneeze.

Date: 2015-03-09 05:37 pm (UTC)
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Joly's eyebrows do rise at that. It would be nice to think they were doing so in a knowing way, but then the laughing would still probably spoil the effect. But yes, it's probably not a bad idea. It's easy enough to get their dinners wrapped to take with them, and they're safely back at the apartment when a rumble of distant thunder proves they were indeed wise to make their early escape.

Date: 2015-03-10 12:34 am (UTC)
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At the moment, Joly is inclined to agree. "They do have some very nice lighting, and there's not much mold this year. And I believe the fellow downstairs has given up the flute, which I consider a personal favor, and --oh! I believe one of our cats is expecting. At any rate the rodent population around the apartment seems much reduced." This is probably not the right conversation to be having when handing over dinner, but then he's in understanding company.

Date: 2015-03-10 10:32 am (UTC)
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"Ah, the one you named, I can't remember what, with the little brown socks and the bent ear? And that very odd mew? You can always bring her some fish later. I mean-- you'll be staying here a while anyway.Won't you?" he adds, as it occurs to him that Bossuet still hasn't actually said so.

Date: 2015-03-10 01:55 pm (UTC)
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Joly snorts at impose and leans over cheefully. "Well, fair enough, exams are coming up and I'm expecting to bring in more examples soon, so you may not want to be here for that. But I would rather you were, you know. It's much easier to study when you are."

... Which doesn't make any sense, because Lesgle is in every way distracting, but it's true. Hmm. "I wonder if anyone's studied that sort of thing, you know? The focusing power of distractions. Combeferre would know, I'll ask him if he's heard of any relevant papers. I haven't seen him too much lately either, I assume he's studying, though I don't know what he has left to study for, I'm sure he knows the material better than the teachers... ah!this cup has a crack."
He should be probably be perturbed about the spill, but it's hardly going to be the last time he'll have wine splashed on his coat. "I'm taking yours, you may steal it back again next."

Date: 2015-03-11 10:44 am (UTC)
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Joly grins. "Yes, I will give you full credit as my laboratory assistant. We are not an artist's studio, there cannot be a single name taking credit for all the work. Indeed, between the two of us I suspect we will not even manage to hold it down to only two names sharing credit."

Joly's smile turns sentimental with absolutely no hesitation at all. "Or three. -- You know, she was reading some of my old journals last week? She says she has no interest in them at all, but she had some very good ideas about miniaturization. Not like that, I mean of certain technology. Obviously we can't all run our lights on batteries if the batteries are as large as a bathtub! She's very clever."

And Joly is very happy. He kicks his heels against the floor, leans against Bossuet, and settles in to the business of dinner.
Edited Date: 2015-03-11 12:56 pm (UTC)

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