In whose mind? [Javert/Open]

[maximiliennoelvier]

You could say this was a rather normal day for Maximilien, but then a normal day would be him being made to stay inside or having to attend a social gathering. Something he just found rather boring at his age, all it was people standing around talking about any old nonsense, okay there was more to it than that but really there was no adventure to be found in something like that, and Maxi needed adventure he needed to get out and explore the world. This was something he could not do at social gatherings, his father and brothers always seemed to trap him in a corner as it where, and make sure they were either there every moment with him or find him someone to talk to.

So yes that was what a normal day could be considered to be like for Maxi, along with just about anything to do with staying inside his family manor and doing things that were required off him, really just about anything that did nothing for his thirst for adventure. A Thirst his brother Nicholas jokingly referred to as unquenchable, considering no matter what his father tried he could not seem to break him off this, though Maxi had no idea why his father did not encourage adventure but then if he knew what he really got up to he would most likely have a heart attack, it was a good thing his brother Nicholas liked to cover for him.

Today was not normal today Maxi had taken to the streets no, no, no not as a poor person, not today at least, today he was in the LUXEMBOURG gardens being his normal more clean aristocratic self, he always felt uncomfortable doing this when not going under the guise of someone poor, it just felt like he was asking for trouble even though he was trying to help people. Help people though was exactly what he was going to do, there were a few poor people in the gardens that he knew needed help and there was a young lad just somewhat older than him that he had helped before in the gardens. Who he was hoping to see again

Maxi was wearing what he would normally wear at home, even wearing his glasses as he should, he was wearing his dark brown cropped riding coat instead of his overcoat, not that he was actually doing any riding, in fact he was more or less sitting down at this moment calmly reading a small but very engaging book. He was sat against one of the delicately crafted statues that gave a certain air of beauty to the gardens. While reading the boy had been keeping a careful eye on two lads who seemed to be eyeing each other up, and was that wait? Yes he saw a glint of gold in one of the pockets. So it looked like one of them had just stolen, the other lad though seemed to be arguing with the other about something. From here Maxi could not hear what was going on but it was hard to ignore and if it was drawing his semi-preoccupied attention then it was bound to drawn another's. He was starting to hope they would Just calm down, things between them look like tension had started balancing on the edge of a knife just waiting to plummet off. Maxi sighed and flipped his page not looking up as he heard a noise has they started a fight? If So he felt like going to stop it, find out what was up and well just do something. Someone official was bound to be drawn to this. Sighing Maxi looked up from his book.

[ÉMILE JAVERT]

Javert wasn’t in his best mood. He’d been dragged up early due to the blight of poor upon an area almost exclusively upper class. The morning had been cold, with just a light mist, though now it was starting to clear up and the sun was starting to shine, making the morning start to get at least somewhat pleasanter. Though that would have been a normal person’s line of thought. Javert was still in a less than pleased mood. He had yet to have his coffee. On top of this there was still a stain on his trousers. He hadn’t had the time to clean them, nor had he yet managed to get a clean set prepared for the next day.

This really hadn’t improved his days mood. His eyes were narrowed, hawk like, the suns warmth doing very little to improve his mood. He was scanning his surroundings like he was hunting for something to swoop down on. He was hunting constantly, wanting so much for something to take his rather ill mood out on. Of course this was seemingly lacking right now, he’d been requested here due to the number of poor affronting the delicate sensibilities of the upper class. So as thus if this was to be a fruitless wild goose chase no his mood would definitely remain unimproved for the rest of the day.

He was aware however of the delicate sensibilities of the gentile fair sex, their elegant dresses rustling slightly as they moved through the gardens, with either a chaperone present or their husbands. At this early hour the sight was a rarity. He soon heard the familiar sounds of a disturbance. His pace quickened as he navigated through the paths rapidly, his blood up as he could almost feel the hunt wash over him.

His eyes were scanning rapidly, soon spotting the cause of the disturbance. Two lads, brawling. He glanced about noticing someone obviously of the gentry reading and he gritted his teeth. This could be... a problem. He had to try and remove both, get the story, and remain in this members good books. He reached up to rub a hand across his brow, smoothing out the furrows before he approached the two brawling separating them rapidly. “The peace should not be broken at this hour,” he stated sternly. “I am certain as well that you would much prefer to be elsewhere am I right?” he added on before he moved bringing them over.

“Monsieur, if I may disturb you, with all apologies,” his tone was totally different as he spoke to Max. “I was wondering if you had seen what caused the brawl between these two.... “ he paused struggling to come up with a suitable word. “Members of lower class society,” he finally finished. “If you would be willing to give me any information it would greatly assist in ensuring these gardens can be enjoyed in peace,”

[maximiliennoelvier]

The Two young lad’s argument had certainly descended into an all-out brawl most likely over the gold watch that one of them had pocketed earlier from someone. If that was seen then they would most likely be in a lot more trouble than just disturbing the peace, stealing was a very huge crime and even the young where most likely to be punished. The Mind-set of the time was certainly that the young should get the same type of punishment as the adult, something that while Maxi did agree with was, as of the moment maxi was not sure what to think, he had no idea of the situation of these two boys. He would not be surprised if the boys where poor starving even, they certainly looked it, and in fact one looked almost on the point of death. Then again something like that could easily have been done on purpose to try and make people more sympathetic to them, starve themselves when they can actually find food, and con someone into giving them stuff when they most likely don't need it at as much as other people. However Maxi was always less inclined to think that he was not a highly suspicious person, if he was he would never give stuff to the poor, something that too be honest he would despise himself for not doing. Right now Maxi was more or less thinking that he should do something to help them maybe find a way to stop them and help them out.

It was as Maxi had begun to put down his book and contemplate a way of helping the younger children, that he was distracted by his thoughts. He almost sighed in exasperation, he had been right earlier in thinking that the argument turned brawl would end up drawing in some attention. Oh yeah it had gathered some attention, a couple walked by on what looked like a Jolly walk taking in the sounds and sweet surroundings of the gardens, they took one look at the two fighting and made some sort of despicable comment even going as far as to tut, something that caused Maxi's anger to flare up. Could they have not stopped and helped themselves he asked himself, some people just could not see past them as unwashed filth who deserved what they got, only a few saw the pain and suffering that was caused was not their own fault or at least they believed this.

What was more and possibly even worse well for the two brawling at least, not for Maxi as he was most properly quite safe from who had come, but still you could almost feel the dread from the lads gather up around as Javert entered the scene. One of the lads made a mad dash to cover up the cold watch, something that Maxi could tell was instantly not going to work, and considering how obvious the lad’s moments where anyone could notice, maxi having seen Javert in action before knew how effective he could be. Then again he had only seen a glance of him once, and of course he had been acting once again as a street kid.

Maxi swiftly put his book down and stood up giving a polite nod to the inspector, knowing he was only but doing his job, but he knew what would happen if he had uncovered the watch, and Maxi just would hate to see them punished. Though Javert's change of tone towards him irked him slightly, he was around the same age as these lads, why should he be talked to any differently? Just because he was of a higher standing than those the two lad's that were now as quite as a mouse. He gave them both a reassuring smile and then turned back to Javert.
"It Is quite all right sir my reading was coming to its conclusion," Maxi added the sir not caring what the inspector thought, to Maxi this was an elder man and deserved to be shown at least some respect even if he did not agree with his methods, and even if he was a higher class than him."I Must confess, though the disturbance maybe my fault I gave them both that watch they now carry, not really realizing that it would be almost impossible to share between them." He said hoping that his lie was at least convincing and that the lads did not look too surprised.
"I'm sorry if it caused too much of a disturbance." He added this in carefully trying to distract him from the lad's.