[Oh, dear. To be alone in this world is something Marius cannot quite comprehend. For however aggravating Enjolras may be, Marius is nevertheless grateful for his presence. And Rachel is still just a child.]
[Marius turns up at her location a short time later, knocking lightly on her door. He is carrying his musket, tense and concerned, but it is lowered and pointed toward the floor when she opens the door. He doesn't want to frighten her.]
[ She opens the door quickly, sticking a note on the indoor side of it. If anything, she has mixed feelings about the musket. It's reassuring, certainly, but the fact that it's needed is more than a little terrifying. Still, she manages to sound bright when she greets Marius. They're going to find her friends, after all. ]
Bonjour, Monsieur Marius. I informed Monsieur Enjolras of our intentions, so he might be joining us.
[ -- that Enjolras is considering assisting the poor girl is something of a surprise to Marius, but a good one, and he offers her a brief smile before stepping aside to allow Rachel to pass.
The musket has one shot. That's it. Ammunition was low at the barricade and Marius did not have any on him when he arrived on the Tranquility. Still, he figures it could be used for a blunt club if worse comes to worse, and if Marius could survive the Revolution, surely he could survive whatever is taking people on this ship.
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Of course.
Mademoiselle Berry, what is wrong?
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I wanted to make sure you weren't gone, too. I don't want to be the only one left.
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You do not have to worry. I am still here.
Are you alone right now?
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that's one person — at least one person is safe, sound, and accounted for. ]
I'm glad.
Yes, but don't worry.
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Where are you?
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What floor are you on right now? I'm not telling you unless it turns out we're on the same one.
If you use the lift, you might disappear.
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[Marius finds it peaceful, a way to collect his thoughts and remain close to home.]
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Do you think looking for my friends is a bad idea?
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So, again -- where are you?
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Thank you.
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Bonjour.
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Bonjour, Monsieur Marius. I informed Monsieur Enjolras of our intentions, so he might be joining us.
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The musket has one shot. That's it. Ammunition was low at the barricade and Marius did not have any on him when he arrived on the Tranquility. Still, he figures it could be used for a blunt club if worse comes to worse, and if Marius could survive the Revolution, surely he could survive whatever is taking people on this ship.
Hopefully.]
What are your friends' names, mademoiselle?