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Jean Pierre Polnareff ([personal profile] silvercrusader) wrote in [personal profile] risorto 2017-01-02 09:27 pm (UTC)

I can make you do a lot of things, mon amour.

[But not right now, and Polnareff leans over, kissing the top of Bruno's head chastely.

He manages to stay quiet for a good while longer, which is admirable. It isn't until they're halfway through the movie, Victor leading the bar in a triumphant refrain of Les Marseillais, that Polnareff squirms again: shifting against Bruno, nosing against him a little more.]


My maman grew up right during all this. I mean, Papa too, but she was the one who talked about it more. I wish . . . I didn't understand it, back then. She'd talk about how Sher and I didn't realize what we had, how hard life used to be, stuff like that. How lucky I was that I could mouth off all the time and not get hurt.

[It's an idle fact, more trivia than anything. Maybe a film that centered in part around the French resistance movement wasn't the best idea for a man already homesick, but he's still glad he chose it.

That fact, too, makes him think about the fact that by all rights, he's a good deal older than Bruno. Not really, not right now, but at the same time . . . Bruno's parents grew up right about when Polnareff himself had been born. His parents had grown up at the tail end of the second world war. They're nearly a generation apart, and most times that doesn't really impact them, but sometimes it strikes him keenly.]

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