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March 19th, 2015


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[The recording shows inside of Aramis's room, the dauphin set comfortably on the bed, surrounded by marginally less pillows than you'd expect (many of them ruined during the blizzard - Elsa, this is your greatest crime to date). In turn, there're some plush toys and a cute blanket on him. He's watching Aramis, who is kneeling next to the bed, and telling him an evidently fascinating story.] [He may be holding a couple of plushies to recreate the scene, too.]

We all fought the prisoners, but then! [He makes a shocked face, pausing for dramatic effect.] Vadim had your mother! [Gasp! He holds up a plush bear against a smaller bear with a big bow] Everyone stopped and held their breaths. He wanted the gates to be open, and he wouldn't let her go. Our Captain accepted the deal, and the orders were given... [He tosses the bigger bear aside.] Vadim let go of your mother, but then as they escaped, they opened fire! She was caught up in the middle of it! [Shakes the smaller bear, it's clearly distressed! Baby dauphin responds to this moving display of deep emotion by sucking on his own fist. Aramis puffs up his chest proudly, nodding reassuredly.]

But you have nothing to worry about! I ran to her side, [he grabs a different plush, making it move over to the smaller, bowed one.] and I threw us both onto the ground! [Both bears are smushed together and flopped onto the bed.]

Bullets were flying all above us! But none touched us, and after a while it stopped. And, see, [he puts up the bears into a standing position, facing each other. Hopefully it conveys the romance of it all. Aramis smiles at the memory, ridiculously fondly] your mother was so brave, she endured all of that... [He's going to skip over the part where Vadim had a gun pressed against her head, and where he was being a creep to her. Probably not very baby-appropriate of a story.]

[He reaches over to let the baby grab onto his hand, playfully.] Later, she received Porthos and I at the palace, and she gave me this... [holds up his crucifix to him.] Because she thought I was the brave one.

[Leans over closer to the baby, smiling at him and then smiling even more when the baby grins at him too. He stays there, just being dumb with the baby for a moment and then pulls back a little again, still holding his hand.]

Ah, but I have many more stories. Did I tell you how we met d'Artagnan...?