Red; the revolution pyre
As faculty and students entered the Great Hall, they would find that the usual indistinct chatter that filled the walls was missing. Replacing it were a few hushed whispers that were silenced in the presence of a voice that could harshly inspire, yet hold the tremors of a song. Enjolras, radiating with a revolutionary fervor that lit up the room like the sun, stood on top of one of the tables surrounded by a throng of students at his feet. The few that were still scattered around the hall took occasional glances at the blonde. He spoke of liberty, equality, and fraternity. Even some of those who, prior to this, had no interest nor knowledge in what Enjolras was talking about, could be found mixed into the group.
“Citizens, in the future there will be neither darkness nor thunderbolts; neither ferocious ignorance, nor bloody retaliation. In the future, no being shall slay their fellow, the earth shall be radiant, the people shall love.”
“It will come, citizens. That day when all shall be concord, harmony, light, joy, and life. It will come, and it is that it may come that we will fight. The 20th Century was great, but with your help, we can make the 21st happy.”
With his speech done and nothing more to say, Enjolras stepped down from the tabletop. He took a careful eye over the audience to get a grasp of the students’ reaction. He was working with a younger group than he was used to and needed to find out where adjustments would have to be made in order to achieve the best response. His observations were cut off as he noticed a figure approaching.
“May I help you?”
Filing into the Great Hall with the rest of the school, Hijikata took a deep breath as he found a spot on a wall to lean against. He folded his arms across his chest, watching as the people around him filled up the room so that he can break up any violent outbursts that may occur. However, it didn't seem like it was very necessary seeing as how everyone seemed particularly well behaved at this time. Well, that was just fine with him. What wasn'tfine with him, however, was the fact that some blonde idiot had risen onto a table and began to give a speech.
It... reminded him of a certain Jouishishi and it really pissed him off.
However, Hijikata just kept on listening, waiting for him to be finished. After all, he didn't use any sort of violence so there was no need to break anything up. The one speaking did seem eloquent and eager to help out for the greater good, he had no problem with that. He was just agitated over the fact that he reminded him of that little long haired Joui brat, but much less stupid. He watched as the other finished and got off the table, feeling the need to walk up to him and give him a piece of his mind.
"Oi, oi, oi. Of course you can help me with something. What the hell was that speech for anyway? It really irritated me, even your face irritates me. Not only do you remind me of this idiot I know, but you also look like this wavy haired idiot i know." Hijikata scolded. He exhaled sharply as he rubbed his temples and placed a hand on his hip. "Hey, I want you to commit seppuku right now. Go on, do it."