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[impure_tale]

It might serve to surprise some of you that I did not, in fact, write this most recent distribution, and those of you that have been keeping track ought to be ashamed; you should find my style distinctive by now. Know also that I have never written myself into a story, and that should have been your first indication. The second would be that despite my use of real people at times, I always change their names.

EDIT (after seeing Snape's entry): And honestly! I tell someone to grow thicker skin after a much tamer story, and everyone shakes their heads and scolds. It's because I'm French, isn't it?

Rehearsals are canceled tonight; I'm in need of some rest.

[Private to Abbe de Coulmier]

What the fuck do you think you're doing?

[Private to Angel]

Monsieur, we must have a chat.

[Private to Henry West]

Sparrow, we really must stop waiting for one of us to wind up in the infirmary before we find time to visit with one another. Would you like to go walking?

[Private to Pavi]

How are you feeling?

Comments

Private

[themostdashing.livejournal.com]

What concern is it to you?

I am fine.

Private

[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

I know that I have not been the most -- present, in the last week. I wanted to be certain you were fully rested, and things have been troublesome of late. If you are feeling well enough for it, however, I wondered if you might enjoy some company.

Private

[themostdashing.livejournal.com]

Your company?

I do not understand what

No, thank you.

Private

[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

No?

Is something wrong?

Private

[themostdashing.livejournal.com]

I simply do not wish for company at this time.

Private

[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

Have it your way.

Private

[themostdashing.livejournal.com]

...

I do not know why you are offering your company to begin with.

Private

[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

...More to the point, why are you suddenly doubting I would offer it?

Private

[themostdashing.livejournal.com]

You have ignored me for almost two weeks. I have assumed that the kittens were some sort of...parting gift.

Private

[toknowvirtue.livejournal.com]

I owe you no explanations, Marquis.

Private

[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

Oh don't you?

If there were any legal form of due process here on such matters I would sue the unoriginal linens off of your quivering back!

Private

[toknowvirtue.livejournal.com]

I certainly wrote nothing to defame your character.

I thought you, of all people, would appreciate my handiwork.

Private

[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

This isn't about character defamation; this is about you being such a spineless little worm that you can't even act out in a manner that is your own.

And as it is you write sex like a virgin, Abbe.

Private

[toknowvirtue.livejournal.com]

It is little wonder you didn't read; the Marquis de Sade can hardly bear to think he is not the only person to take up a quill, and would even go so far as to equate his writing with originality.

Private

[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

Yes, because I'm certain you compared my writing with other smut to see if I was plagiarizing, you horse's ass.

Private

[major-west.livejournal.com]

Yes, a walk would be nice.

Private

[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

Perhaps before dinner, then?

Private

[major-west.livejournal.com]

Before dinner it is. Where?

Private

[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

Up on the main deck. I think I would relish some fresh air.

Private

[major-west.livejournal.com]

Well, as fresh as we can get. All right, then.

Private - Spam or Log?

[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

An hour prior to dinner?

SPAM

[major-west.livejournal.com]

[An hour before dinner, West waits in the third floor corridor, near the stairwell, to meet the Marquis]

SPAM

[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

[The Marquis has a lot on his plate lately. Iago slept through the night as he expected him to, but it left him with less slumber, himself. Pavi is trouble of late -- which he expected, but knowing is not enough to calm his nerves when he has an itch to scratch, and since he'd been intending to do this with West before he knew it would be a problem, he has to do his best not to be a little overbearing...among other things.]

Good evening. [He smiles pleasantly enough when he comes upon him, but he looks tired.]

SPAM

[major-west.livejournal.com]

[He smiles, noting the tiredness] Hello. Problems with the inmate?

Closest to wink until I renew, haha

[some-kinda-hero.livejournal.com]

Hey, thanks for clearing things up. Want me to guard your door? *winks*