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One moment, the Labyrinth doorway. The next, a narrow bed in a cold room. A scuffling sound at the window pane, sparrows landing and then taking off again. An argument in some other room, muffled by walls but not very well: Go to hell, you're not my husband, you can't come here and talk like that to my kids.
It's all in French.
It's all in French.
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Date: 2017-03-31 09:32 pm (UTC)"I'm-- here," he agrees, bewildered. "I'm, I was--" Whoops, coughing. Actually, he thinks, that's probably best. He has no idea what to say. I wasn't on my way to work because I don't know where it is or how to do my job?
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Date: 2017-03-31 09:42 pm (UTC)There's a little quaver of fear in her voice, and she gives his shoulder a little shake. "Look, Léon, I can't stay. I'll tell the boss you're sick. --Mère Bernard, listen, there's a big blanket in my room, I want you to help him get it onto his bed when he goes back up. Yes, I know Michel is still there, but he's leaving-- I can't stay, just--" She shakes Harry's shoulder again.
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Date: 2017-03-31 09:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-03-31 10:09 pm (UTC)For all that she'd said she couldn't stay, she seems to have time to issue a barrage of instructions to the older woman: where the blanket is, where there's a loaf of bread she should leave with Feuilly, what to say to Michel if he complains about it, what to say to Michel if he's still here by noon, what to say to Michel anyway because she is done with him, what to do if Feuilly is getting sicker in the afternoon.
Then another shake of Harry's shoulder, and she's out the door.
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Date: 2017-03-31 10:39 pm (UTC)"I will have that Michel out for her, if he won't go," Harry says, because really, it seems only right to offer something.
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Date: 2017-03-31 11:05 pm (UTC)Maybe you should flee now, Harry.
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Date: 2017-03-31 11:14 pm (UTC)His progress up the stairs is slow and dizzy, and he has to pause on several landings to steady himself or to cough then catch his breath. At one stop, someone pokes their head out of the door and gives him a dark look, so he hurries onto the next. By the time he reaches Feuilly's room, he all but topples onto the bed, wheezing. Ugh.
Or perhaps more accurately: ugh, poor Feuilly. He wonders if this is real, an actual-- moment, or memory, or just something the Labyrinth made up.
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Date: 2017-03-31 11:25 pm (UTC)And yes, she talks the whole time.
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Date: 2017-03-31 11:54 pm (UTC)Okay, but upsides: his own vestiges of flu are a marked improvement over how he was feeling as Feuilly just seconds ago. Also, you know, he's back in his proper body.
"Feuilly?" he calls.
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Date: 2017-04-01 12:39 am (UTC)"A cough? I don't--" He's lived in a lot of places. With talkative people. "Oh--oh. I think I know--I had just moved into the building where one of the women at work lived. I was, oh...twenty? Years ago. I got sick."
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Date: 2017-04-01 12:42 am (UTC)...but also. "Thou-- saw'st Kate?"
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Date: 2017-04-01 01:02 am (UTC)He's turning a bit pink again, remembering that particular room: his first that he'd had all to himself, so he'd been proud of it, but not a place he'd particularly have planned to show Harry.
Then again, Harry wouldn't have particularly planned to introduce him to Kate that way. "Yes. She was looking after you. Uh, and me, I guess. There was some soup..."
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Date: 2017-04-01 11:33 am (UTC)Feuilly laughs uneasily. "I liked her."
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Date: 2017-04-01 10:50 pm (UTC)Which...isn't necessarily Harry's strongest point!
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Date: 2017-04-01 10:55 pm (UTC)"I had but little space to speak," he says dryly. "But I was glad of their kindness, bewildered as I was. I might well have done naught but wander the streets without them."
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Date: 2017-04-01 10:58 pm (UTC)He leans against Harry's shoulder, quiet. "You may have done better than I did, there."
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