Lexaeus, Number V, the Silent Hero (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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dear_mun2012-04-30 08:10 pm
the_earths_salt) wrote in dear_mun2012-04-30 08:10 pm
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Mundane,
A word, if you will?
First, allow me to commend you on your change of plans. As much of a dismal failure as your earlier attempt to place me was, this arrangement looks far more feasible; your commitment to this community should ensure me a stable home, and it's encouraging to see that you've finally managed to--- write and submit an entire application. I also appreciate the pains you've taken to ensure that I'll have some trustworthy company--even if I wouldn't wish such a situation on him, much less any of my other colleagues, Neophytes or Apprentices alike.
However--there is always a however, and I assure you, this is no exception. However, I'm afraid I must take issue with how you're proceeding with this affair. You claim that not giving me a distinct thread to establish my arrival will avoid triteness and repetition--and yet, you have no plans for how to replace it? If you truly do intend to insinuate me into a situation already in progress, you should at least begin to plan for it.
Far more important, however, is this matter of your vacation. I don't deny that you deserve one, but how you intend to make me vanish during it is wholly unjustified. Claiming that you want a legitimate reason for me to be gone, and some involvement in the overall plot is not an excuse for such cruelty--I would by far prefer to keep all of my senses intact, and my element working properly. You may not have the details established yet, but what possibilities you've considered are disturbing enough--until these things are settled, there's little for me to anticipate except what new brutality you're toying with.
Make a decision. I don't intend to beg for your mercy, but your reluctance to commit to specifics is appalling; whatever torture you intend, you have no hope of earning true respect from me until you act in a manner deserving of it.
Reluctantly yours,
Lexaeus
A word, if you will?
First, allow me to commend you on your change of plans. As much of a dismal failure as your earlier attempt to place me was, this arrangement looks far more feasible; your commitment to this community should ensure me a stable home, and it's encouraging to see that you've finally managed to--- write and submit an entire application. I also appreciate the pains you've taken to ensure that I'll have some trustworthy company--even if I wouldn't wish such a situation on him, much less any of my other colleagues, Neophytes or Apprentices alike.
However--there is always a however, and I assure you, this is no exception. However, I'm afraid I must take issue with how you're proceeding with this affair. You claim that not giving me a distinct thread to establish my arrival will avoid triteness and repetition--and yet, you have no plans for how to replace it? If you truly do intend to insinuate me into a situation already in progress, you should at least begin to plan for it.
Far more important, however, is this matter of your vacation. I don't deny that you deserve one, but how you intend to make me vanish during it is wholly unjustified. Claiming that you want a legitimate reason for me to be gone, and some involvement in the overall plot is not an excuse for such cruelty--I would by far prefer to keep all of my senses intact, and my element working properly. You may not have the details established yet, but what possibilities you've considered are disturbing enough--until these things are settled, there's little for me to anticipate except what new brutality you're toying with.
Make a decision. I don't intend to beg for your mercy, but your reluctance to commit to specifics is appalling; whatever torture you intend, you have no hope of earning true respect from me until you act in a manner deserving of it.
Reluctantly yours,
Lexaeus