#brutcil

[ohnoarno]

Axeman a.k.a. Marius Appreciation Gifset // 

Requested by @brutcil

[digital-firefly-a]

Dirt and Blood

@brutcil

Despite the chaos of riots and the cheer of the rebellion against oppression, people still found the time to visit the pubs and continue their lives.  Dingy, but warm, the woman steps through the threshold into the establishment to receive a few curious glances.  Her hood was still up, but not caring for the whole mystery thing, she pushes it back to reveal her pale, Irish features and dark, red locks as they fell semi-loose about her face.

Mismatched eyes stood out the most as she drank in the scene searching for anyone who might cause her a fuss within the place.  Immediately she noticed two figures: a Father, and his son who immediately zoned in on her.  But she dismisses them and heads for the bar, opting to leave old quarrels to the past for now.

Fingertips splay against the bar surface as she speaks, though her French is produced with a noticeable Irish accent making it somewhat odd at times, “Your strongest.” turning her head slightly; cautious as an inkling draws on suspicion that the two men wouldn’t let the old conflict lay dead.  They were still watching her, albeit discreetly, and she was at this point waiting for them to do something foolish.

[digital-firefly-a]

@brutcil

“--is that so?”

[parisian-eagle]

' It seems you have let a pest inside. Should I dispose of her ? Because your pets clearly didn't. '

“Only because I haven’t ordered Romulus to do so. You are not the only brute I have to help around here.” He chuckled, gesturing to the Great Dane sitting proudly in the door way.

[parisian-eagle]

((Just imagining the Quartet having a mailbox war if mail service was as it is today.  Arno and Alexandre are living in the cafe and Arno buys a mailbox and forgets to buy the post, so he puts a stool out there and ties the box to it, weighing it down with bricks or something.

Alexandre hates it with a burning passion and tells Arno to get rid of his handy work for something nicer, which prompts Arno to get a rooster mail box, and at this point Alexandre has had it and he buys a really nice one and puts it up and they both agree that’s the end of it. 

Marius, who doesn’t even live with them decides to carry on the war, and puts up a crude one of a donkey’s ass and a donkey’s face smiling back at you, Alexandre hits Arno thinking it was his doing only to have the real culprit steps forward.

and this continues for months, Alexandre has convinced Arno to be more or less on his side and choose more tasteful looking boxes, while Marius puts up ridiculous ones, all of this happening at night and no one knows when the other will strike next until Arno finds the happy medium. A tasteful mailbox fashioned from an old cask of wine, they all agree, next morning they find it replaced by a half naked woman holding up the box and they all look at each other and no one takes the blame

Boom! Emile has joined the war and while all this is happening the revenue for the cafe rises because customers come in more often wondering what mailbox will be there next.))