theycallmecaptainhook said: What was it like knowing you were going to die once you were shot? What was it like seeing the rest of the Amis die? What are you all doing in the afterlife now? Stay strong up there ily
1. What was is like knowing you were going to die once you were shot?
It was a mix’v feelin’s, really.
On one hand I was a bit sad.
'Cause endings have a tendancy'v bein' sad.
'n I liked livin', even in the shitty world I was livin' in.
It was sad knowin’ I wasn’t goin’ te be able te help the boys anymore.
'n I didn't know what was gonna come after I died, if there was goin' te be a heaven or a hell or nothin' at all.
But at the same time, if I’m bein’ real honest?
It was kind’v excitin’.
Death was an adventure!
I was about te explore the unknown!
An’ I was kind’v happy because instead’v dyin’ a nameless gamin in a ditch somewhere, I got te die a /revolutionary/. I got te die defyin’ the authorities, taunting them right to their faces! I got te give ‘em hell, look ‘em right in the eyes an’ sing!
An’ I knew I had a spectacular death waitin’ f’r me, an’ not a single livin’ person there was ever goin’ to forget me!
It was the grand death I always wanted f’r myself, really~
Hurt like hell, though!
2. What was it like seeing the rest of the Amis die?
Well, it sure as ‘ell wasn’t fun!
It was like….
with each person gone, it was like a little piece’v yer heart went missin’.
When Bahorel died, we were all sad’n we all missed ‘im— he was always real loud ‘n real fun te be around!— but we also kinda chuckled a bit ‘cause it was fittin’ for ‘im, y’know? He died the way he woulda wanted te die, takin’ bastards with ‘im like a ferocious beast in the heat’v battle! There was no way ‘e was meant te die old, he was just one o’ those people— he was a riot!
An’ then Jehan went, ‘n….
I was angry. We were all angry.
Hell, I almost wanted te shoot the inspector myself when they killed Prouvaire.
But at the same time….
I almost think maybe it was a good thing.
F’r him, I mean—
He had one’v the bravest goddamn deaths’v us all, an’ ‘e didn’t have te stick around te watch the rest’v us fall.
'n my sister died, 'n….
part’v me wanted te mourn, ‘n part’v me just felt numb as I watched.
I mean, we weren’t all that close’r anything, but
she was my sister.
It was hard watchin’ the rest from the other side.
Joly an’ Bossuet an’ Feuilly an’ Courfeyrac….
Combeferre’s death made me real angry— the bastards stabbed ‘im while ‘e was tryin’ te help a soldier up! I mean I know war ain’t a game an’ there are no rules te play by— an’ really, if they were able te shoot me down I shouldn’t’ve been surprised when they didn’t show Combeferre mercy, but still, if I’d’ve still been alive, I woulda taken ‘is gun an’ shown them just how hard a pup c’n bite!
….An’ then there was Grantaire’n Enjolras.
That was prob’ly the hardest te watch.
Never thought I’d ever see Enjolras fall.
'n watchin' Grantaire die— even though 'e got te stand proud next to Enjolras, even though 'e got Enjolras te smile at 'im like an equal…
I’d be lyin’ if I said I wasn’t weepin’ like a baby— an’ I hardly ever cry! F’r anything!
Think I wept even more when I got te see ‘em again, one by one.
3. What are you all doing in the afterlife now?
Heh…whatever we want!
We sing, we play, we dance, we enjoy each other’s company, share stories….we peek in on France, on Marius and the ladies we left behind from time to time…
…we’re all happy.