#duroy

[pierppasolini]

An American in Prague (1997) // dir. George Duroy

[henk-heijmans]

Great Britain, 1987 - by Stéphane Duroy (1948), French

[colonellickburger]

Stéphane Duroy. Cwmbach, Wales, 1979

[funstealer]

Coney Island, Brooklyn, New York (1991) by Stéphane Duroy

[federer7]

Îlot Chalon. Paris, 1988

Photo by Stéphane Duroy

[corpsebrigadier]

Whumptober 06. Boon

Not Realizing They're Injured: unhealthy coping mechanisms | healed wrong | "it's not my blood"

Balk had not expected to reawaken when he fell--not to paradise, not to hell, not to anything. He was no true believer, even if his heresies remained limited to the confines of his heart.

Balk had quite thought himself given over to oblivion until his eyes opened once more to the dusty Mullonde stonework. Even then, he had thought it some phantasy--the last traces of memory fleeing the dead. It took Cletienne's appearance for him to acknowledge to himself that he remained, his thoughts still tethered to his body.

"They were right in saying you might be reclaimed, Fendsor." Cletienne was unemotional. "Even with the killing blow unmended."

Balk found himself able to sit, to turn, to press his hand against his chest and find the cold edges of an open wound. His throat moved as if to gasp, but he could not draw air into his lungs. He realized that there should be more than detached curiosity at these facts: that they ought carry the weight of some horror.

"Your ambitions, if I recall, didn't need much by way of warmth to carry them forward." Cletienne lips curled slightly. "You might even consider this turn something of a boon."

[ortodelmondo]

Stéphane Duroy

[kissablelips-desireslure-vol3]

JOHAN'S JOURNAL 3: SEX LAB

Directed By: Johan Paulik

Featuring: Leon Boisen Todd Rosset

©️ GEORGE DUROY ▪︎ BEL AMI STUDIOS

[palephx]

Ye olde Czech modulz. I wish I could identify the 3rd guy, because he was always one of my favorites, tho I doubt I ever knew anything remotely close to his actual name.

Current Bel Ami annoys the fuck outta me, but I've been watching those Georges Duroy bathhouse strippers since the early 1990s. I've simply gotten too old (it happens, if you keep breathing).

[theknightstemplar]

The Duroi Papers! ...wait a minute...

"Were I you, I would concern myself with my own fate, not that of Saint Ajora!"

That Cletienne though... I honestly think he's hilarious, given that he's an ALL POWERFUL SORCERER.... at a time when most people can just have someone run up and punch his face in Looney Toons-style while he's mid-cast. His motive? NEVER YOU MIND....

But I'm coming in with a steel chair to discuss a possible motive (aka the one i think is most likely) and to give a nice little headcanon in these trying times.

Here are the fruits of my research while trying to write a cletienne-centric fanfic:

Cletienne's entry in the personae is, much like the rest of him, vague.

A Knight Templar in the service of the Church of Glabados. Cletienne is quite an accomplished mage, and graduated with top honors from the Royal Military Akademy at Gariland. Such was his devotion to the Church of Glabados that he joined the templarate immediately after graduating the Akademy.

But I can extrapolate a possible motive from our good friend the dialogue. What then is this mysterious motive Cletienne could have, that could drive a talented and devoted young man such as himself to working with literal demons?!

Loyalty.

I really do think it's this simple! The main point that I waver on is between "Cletienne had no idea he was working with demons till the end" and "Cletienne had EVERY idea he was working with demons"

But I think he was loyal-- to Folmarv and perhaps a bit moreso to Loffrey.

Cletienne: So, Ser Loffrey is defeated. Then it falls on me to stop you, if I would do no honor to his noble sacrifice! [He is felled.] Cletienne: Loffrey...Forgive me...

These are what lead me to doubt that Cletienne knows about the demons under the hood of the church. It's reminiscent of Hashmal with his pseudo-Folmarvisms in that it makes me wonder what's the point of calling Loffrey's death a 'noble sacrifice' if the man himself had been long gone by now. If Cletienne KNEW that, why would he bother honoring the second death of an already dead man?

I will say one purely selfish reason I want to believe Cletienne didn't know about the Lucavi is that this lack of knowledge would place him in nearly the same position as Isilud... which makes his dialogue with Meliadoul all the more ironic.

(I'm great at segues.) And here's the long-awaited Cletienne headcanon, that ties some of this together:

Cletienne was raised by Loffrey's family.

Loffrey was eleven when Cletienne was newborn and we know next to nothing about either of them, so why not? Explains the loyalty, gives Cletienne a reason to be devout (and indirectly, Loffrey himself I suppose), and also gives me a chance to inflict the image of a young Loffrey reading to a bitty Cletienne. How would he have gotten to be under the Wodring family's care? Well... mwahaha! I guess I'll have to finish writing that indulgent headcanon fic, huh? ;)

[lostfunzones]

Stéphane Duroy

[pierppasolini]

An American in Prague (1997) // dir. George Duroy

[henk-heijmans]

Halle, Germany, ca. 1990 - by Stéphane Duroy (1948), French

[thesnakeandthemoon]

Photo by Stéphane Duroy

[artoodeeblue]

I adore Bel-Ami because this guy writes three (3) women characters i go nuts for through the lens of the shittiest man that's ever walked the earth. Girlies i could treat you so much better <3 i could turn you gay i prommy <3

[federer7]

Abercwmboy, Pays de Galles. 1979

Photo: Stephane Duroy