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[impure_tale]

A lovely holiday, my dears. Perhaps some slight setbacks, but I am most satisfied to have enjoyed beautiful gifts and the joy of giving to others, even those with whom I've been at odds in the past.

Now now back to writing.

[Warden Filter]

I...confiscated what appears to be a riding crop from one of the newer Inmates earlier today. It struck me that it was the sort of thing he probably should not have had, and considering he did not bother to claim it was his own, I feel I was not out of line in doing so. Might I ask who this belongs to? 

It seems well-used.

[Private to Iago]

Speak to me, my treasure. I've heard barely a word out of you since before Christmas.

(ooc: The Marquis got the riding crop off of Reaver, which was stolen from Holmes. That encounter may be drabbled later.)

Comments

[Warden Filter]

[notarabiddog.livejournal.com]

Is it known if the inmate in question partook in mortification of the flesh?

[Warden Filter]

[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

He was not using it on anyone at the time I came upon him, if that is what you mean.

[Warden Filter]

[notarabiddog.livejournal.com]

I was thinking more along the lines of self flagellation.

[Warden Filter]

[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

He doesn't strike me as the sort. Now, I cannot speak for the previous owner...

[Warden Filter]

[most_feared]

If the owner's not located I'll put it in the report when it comes around. Let me know if he or she is, with discretion of course.

[Kay secretly approves a little bit. Just a bit. Shhh.]

[Warden Filter] He totally bapped Reaver in the face too :|

[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

Of course, Agent K.

[Warden Filter] He would approve of this as well!

[most_feared]

Good man.

[Warden Filter - Video]

[so-meretricious.livejournal.com]

{Long silence. A very long silence.}

It is mine.

[Warden Filter - Video]

[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

To whom do I have the pleasure of speaking?

[Warden Filter - Video]

[so-meretricious.livejournal.com]

Sherlock Holmes.

{He's gritting his teeth his civility is so sincere.}

To whom do I have the pleasure of addressing?

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[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

Le Marquis de Sade, Monsieur Holmes. [He lifts a glass to him] At your service.

[Warden Filter - Video]

[notarabiddog.livejournal.com]

[Lucian's thought process: It's always the quiet ones...]

[Warden Filter - Video]

[so-meretricious.livejournal.com]

{Oh, be quiet. He uses it to beat corpses.}

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[notarabiddog.livejournal.com]

[Not. One. Word. ]

Private

[inhumandog.livejournal.com]

Hm.

I'd rather not.

Private

[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

And yet here you are.

Private

[inhumandog.livejournal.com]

I have nothing to say to you.

b-because i had to. Private.

[darknessb4me]

Marquis!

Private.

[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

Arthas.

Private.

[darknessb4me]

The hell is the matter with you?

Private

[heavenonthemind.livejournal.com]

Did you receive the sofa?

Private

[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

Indeed, I did. Merci, Monsieur Iscariot.

Re: Private

[heavenonthemind.livejournal.com]

Oh good, I wanted to make sure.

Warden Filter

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

Are you sure it's not yours?

Warden Filter

[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

Mine are better taken care of.