IRIS MESSAGE > May 11, Afternoon

[poetofthefall]

[After tossing his first drachma that he's earned since he's been back at camp into the rainbow and saying Iris' sacred prayer, Jean Prouvaire approaches the rainbow with a gentle smile. Despite it being nearly summer, he's wearing a turtleneck shirt under his camp t-shirt, and the single bead on his necklace rests against his chest - he's been wearing it proudly to school each day.]

Good morning, Camp Half Blood. I trust that it's been a good year for all of you. I must say that it's been a trying school year for me. I've taken Chinese so I may read the works of Confucius, and the language system is particularly difficult...

[He's a little embarrassed at the fact that he's admitted he had trouble with the new language, and his cheeks tinge red as he looks down at the grass under his feet. Still speaking in his soft, shy voice, he offers a few words of parting.]

I-I hope to see some of you at dinner and learn how your year was.

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Re: iris message

[poetofthefall]

[Oh, wow, okay, Jehan can't even look Enjolras in the face right now, he's too embarrassed.]

I-I beg your pardon. You've just been talking in your sleep of a mademoiselle, is all. I should not have assumed. Please disregard that!

Re: iris message

[worldabouttodawn]

I do not talk in my sleep!

[He's a bit flustered by this, the tips of his ears going red. Oh God. Did he talk in his sleep?

After a rather awkward moment following the outburst he clears his throat.]

I... Nevermind. It's alright Jehan.

[poetofthefall]

[He shifts from one foot to the other, looking down at the ground, then back up to Enjolras.]

Forgive me, brother. It was quite rude of me, I hope you can accept my apology.

[worldabouttodawn]

Jehan, I said it was alright. There's no need for you to apologize.

[Enjolras only shifts a tad uncomfortably at Jehan's use of 'brother'. That's something he's still getting use too - even after three years.]