Open Post: Marketing

[futaille]

Now that things have managed to settle down after the havoc of this month's event from the mansion spirits, Grantaire has set his sights on a much more organic event. He did as promised and improved upon Enjolras' early attempt at a flier. It even passed Apollo's judgment and was printed. So now Grantaire is dutifully walking around the mansion with a stack of fliers to post them in whatever public areas he comes across, even venturing outside to hang them up in outbuildings, and enough were printed that there are plenty of extras to be handed out personally if anyone seems curious.

He's of course sure not everyone will come, but the more people do, the more it will seem right, as far as he's concerned, so he's perfectly willing to pitch the event to anyone who seems the least bit amenable to one. Apparently he can stay on task with proper motivation.

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[futaille]

"Oh, absolutely," he says. "And having both kinds around makes the world that much more interesting."

[temnota]

"Which are you?" Aleksander asked curiously, a hint of a smile on his face.

[futaille]

"Oh, now that's an interesting question. I'm inclined to say I'm happy in the shadows and gazing at the light, but... I'm also not exactly prone to being quiet. Ever."

[temnota]

Aleksander couldn't help but laugh. "That is something I have noticed in our short acquaintanceship, I will admit."

[futaille]

Grantaire grins cheerfully. "Oh, very astute of you, then. It normally takes quite some time before anyone realizes. I'm unassumingly loud."

[temnota]

"The storm before the calm?" Aleksander teased.

[futaille]

He laughs. "Yes, as long as it's clear that the calm is normally caused by my drinking myself insensible."

[temnota]

Aleksander snorted. "Does the drinking come with the oratory or is that a side effect?"

[futaille]

"Separate phenomenon, but they often enhance one another."

[temnota]

"I see," Aleksander said, very much amused. "You must be planning a virtuoso performance for the debate then?"

[futaille]

And that's a grin. "I will almost certainly be practicing my craft, yes."

[temnota]

"I look forward to witnessing your triumph," Aleksander said, giving Grantaire a grin of his own. "Is applause acceptable or should I be bearing some sort of drink as a tribute?"

[futaille]

He laughs. "Well, I will never turn down a drink, but actually receiving applause might just be so novel that I'm inclined to pick that one."

[temnota]

"Oh? Do people not sufficiently appreciate your genius?" Aleksander shook his head in mock despair. "That is a shame."

[futaille]

"It really is. True visionaries are never appreciated. Such a tragedy." That grin is very much at opposition to his words.

[temnota]

"It is such a common tale," Aleksander commiserated. "Few visionaries are appreciated in their time but I promise you I will listen with bated breath and applaud wildly once your grand speech is done."

[futaille]

"Oh, you do me a great honor, although I do slightly worry on your account for attending to bate your breath for quite that long."

[temnota]

"If I must take a breath, I will do it as discreetly as possible," Aleksander promised.

[futaille]

He grins. "Perfect. Then we're in accord."

[temnota]

"I look forward to it," Aleksander said warmly. He gave Grantaire a bow that could, if one squinted sideways, be considered flirtatious.

[futaille]

Grantaire grins brightly. "That makes two of us, then."