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The year is 1881. Dutch had promised to meet him in Monument, a border town in the county of Pimeria, as soon as the heat had died down.
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23 Apr 2021
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It’s 1877 and Dutch and Hosea are in prison. Yeah, that ain’t going to last long.
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22 Apr 2021
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“Work beckons me, though you are welcome to call on me for conversation some other time. Good day.”
He is already once more on his way when he hears The Gentleman call after him: “If I but knew your name or even address, Monsieur, I certainly would.”
But Combeferre is late, so he neglects to introduce himself in favor of hoping fate shall grant them another meeting.
a.k.a. Combeferre and Courfeyrac, 1826-1828, with some Enjoltaire as always
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- Part 5 of These Years Spent in Paris
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So he’d been having more nightmares, and he’d tried to medicate with alcohol. It had happened before, but this time Bossuet and Musichetta weren’t content with promises and placations, and in truth, neither was Grantaire. It had been almost twenty years since he’d left the village. Was he supposed to live like this for the rest of his life, haunted by a place he could hardly remember?
Once he’d decided, the others wouldn’t let him change his mind. They changed direction at the next crossroads and started heading east, heading for Carentan.
In an effort to confront the source of his nightmares, Grantaire returns to his childhood village in order to burn down his father's old house and get some closure. When he arrives, he discovers that in order to do that he'll have to provide a new home for the family now living there, and though he can afford the expense, he has to lodge with the mayor's son, Enjolras, while he waits for building to be completed.
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“How long have you known?” Grantaire asked quietly.
Enjolras straightened and leaned on the edge of a desk. “About what?”
Grantaire scowled. “About me. About what I am.”
“That you’re a werewolf, you mean?”
Half-Veela Enjolras figures out that Grantaire's a werewolf and tries to let him know that it's okay by bringing the subject up in the latest meeting (he and his friends happen to run a society for the rights of magical creatures and their mixed-heritage offspring).
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- Part 1 of still (mostly) human