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pierregringoireGringoire is not Bound to Milliways in any way or form. But he is also not such an utter ingrate, a complete fool, as to leave a comfortable residence with ample food and endless books and warm rooms to go back into the cold and much of a late winter Paris alleyway. That's for when the bill comes due, a day he expects with certainty but without dread. Until then, he is making the most of his days, and his meals, the most recent of which he still has on the table.
Still, company is a bit...odd. There are so very few people here who talk any sense, to his way of thinking. So he's happy to see Jamie wandering through the Bar, and raises a hand--the one not occupied keeping Djali from eating his latest book-- in greeting.
Still, company is a bit...odd. There are so very few people here who talk any sense, to his way of thinking. So he's happy to see Jamie wandering through the Bar, and raises a hand--the one not occupied keeping Djali from eating his latest book-- in greeting.
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Date: 5 Jan 2017 21:31 (UTC)It's in your blood, the things you'll do. He's been told since he was small about all the things he'll be and do, and he never doubts that they cannot be avoided.
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Date: 5 Jan 2017 21:59 (UTC)"And God's Will Be Done, certainly." If there's no great reverence in the comment, there's no sarcasm either; Gringoire believes in the power of God in much the same way a man of another age might believe in gravity. "But God himself sends prophecies that men are meant to act upon. If I saw a message from the future-one it was within my power to act on--I should take it as such an instruction. If I was wrong and it was inevitable, why, God will do as God will regardless of one poor poet. And if it is a thing that I was meant to change, I will change it." Which is to say--shrug. "If it is Fate, as you say, then one's own struggle is necessary as well."
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Date: 5 Jan 2017 22:19 (UTC)no subject
Date: 5 Jan 2017 22:54 (UTC)Hmm.
"--I know something of my own fate as it is, in fact. When I go back through that door, into my own time, there are several very angry men waiting to take payment from me. They will say it is for walking in their streets, and who am I to argue? The King might argue, the landlords, they may say they have a better claim to my coin than those fellows; but certainly I never count money in my pockets as my own possession! --At any rate, they will be there. And someday I must return; even I, I have things I must see to. But I am forewarned; I can look to it, and try to run or be ready for a beating at least; or if some chance of earning real money comes here, I can prepare to have it ready for them, and perhaps answer their complaints in that way. And if not--why, all this time I am not having that conversation with them is more pleasant by contrast." It's sort of like winning! "So I think there is some good to be had for knowing even a bad fate that cannot be changed."
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Date: 5 Jan 2017 23:23 (UTC)"Well, you do as you like, of course," he says dubiously. He had no intention of mucking about with the future. It's one thing when you're worried about debt collectors, he thinks-- quite another when you might stumble across an account of the people you'll kill, the wars you'll start and lose, the kingdom you'll set to ruin.
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Date: 5 Jan 2017 23:54 (UTC)Djali butts her head against Gringoire more insistently, and adds a very loud bleat for good measure.
"Ah-? Ah! Very well." He gathers his small collection off the bar. "I at least am fated to go outside at the moment."