Sif
I would hope some of our other things do slip through. It would be good to have my hunting gun and some of our pistols again and I'm pretty sure Courfeyrac would dearly love his sword cane to arrive.
But yes. Bullet holes and blood stains, and we're all in it together, les Amis. I don't believe that it will come to bloodshed here and now, I really don't. This isn't the kind of a world where armed insurrection works, at least not here in Westernized Land. But we're all insurrectionists there, trying to overthrow Louis Philippe's rule for a republic in which everyone has a voice and a chance at a life, not the dregs that so many of them have there now.
I'm not afraid of it, because, well, it makes so many things start to make sense. And because we can hardly build a barricade in downtown LA and expect for things to go smoothly. It's not that kind of a world anymore, and the revolution must be fought through different means. I am prepared for whatever it brings us though. It's the thing that finally makes life have some sort of meaning.
If I can translate the politics and actions of the day to something that will be of use here, and not so firmly rooted in 19th century France, we'll get somewhere.