upon landing

[amourpropre]

A dawn of a new era, you seem to believe. I have a new name, but all I see are the same tired faces and as unwieldy a method of communication as when you left, no matter what you choose to believe. You've gone and... uploaded [ these words ] your images, organised lists and terms of reference, expounded endlessly about the benefits of change--

But have you considered writing, lately?

And no, texts from last night do not count.

Comments

[nogentleheart]

How can one write an entire text in only one night?

[amourpropre]

By making them very short texts.

[nogentleheart]

No thicker than the width of a feather, surely?

[amourpropre]

Even slighter still. A simple sentence of communication, no lengthier than the words we exchange now. It is truly tedious in writing.

[nogentleheart]

A missive, then.

[amourpropre]

You have the idea.

[nogentleheart]

Tell me: Why should a missive not count?

[amourpropre]

[ You're new around here, aren't you. ]

Ordinarily, mundanes would put more time and care into the interactions people like you and I have with others. The missives I refer to are often facetious, brief, forgotten once writ.

There are other tasks I would rather be doing than being made to partake in such things.

[rhinemaid]

They're still romping around.

[amourpropre]

Pardon?

[rhinemaid]

We're in a new place; they're frolicking.

[amourpropre]

Like children.

The differences between the new and the old evade me.

[rhinemaid]

Exactly like.

It doesn't really matter to us.

[amourpropre]

Not directly, no, but the fussing is tiresome all the same.

[rhinemaid]

Isn't most of what they do?

[amourpropre]

And thus they need no extra excuse. But I suppose the dust will settle eventually, once they're quite finished romping.

[rhinemaid]

It's a bit of a respite, in the meantime.

[amourpropre]

I suppose I could see it that way.

[rhinemaid]

Or you could develop a case of the sniffles over the winter season and be scolded by the immortal again.

[amourpropre]

Well.

If you put it that way.

[rhinemaid]

There's always a silver lining.

[wannayiffyn]

"The dawn of a new era"... my Miss Mun thought the same exact thing. But... I don't think it's anything to be really dramatic about! I mean, how she plays and who she plays with is going to still be the same, right? Just on a new website is all. I think it's going to be a lot of fun once everyone gets settled into our new home!

[amourpropre]

Fun. Indeed.

Would that they get on with the settling.

[wannayiffyn]

Well, it is kind of like moving into a new neighborhood, from what Miss Mundane says, so it might take them a little while to get used to things here. But at least all the mechanics are the same, right?

[amourpropre]

They look and feel no different to me. [ Naturally. ] But this won't be the first inexplicable distraction, nor the last. Simply the most widespread.

[wannayiffyn]

Um... I'm not really sure what you mean! Is there something you want her to be working on right now?

[amourpropre]

There are things that could use progression. I am not one for being idle.

[wannayiffyn]

Well, you're not really idle if you're talking to me right now!

[amourpropre]

This place is the epitome of procrastination, actually.

[wannayiffyn]

Oooh, I think I get it now. She must be writing something important for you! Like an application, maybe?

[she follows this with her best, dorkiest :o expression.]

[amourpropre]

One of those, and a rather awkward situation I would rather like resolved that can only be so once the mundanes begin writing.

I am exercising patience.

[ ...this is Lucius being patient. ]

[wannayiffyn]

Oooh... that does sound like something that she needs to hurry up and work on! Well, maybe this post is kind of like a warmup for the important stuff.

[amourpropre]

I suppose it is something. Which is vaguely better than nothing.

[wannayiffyn]

Heehee, it's better than my miss mun's doing so far. She doesn't even have any plans for me, besides, um... [oh why did she bring this up, she flushes pink.] ... something she and her friends are planning. But I'm pretty sure it doesn't count.

[tinfoil_angel]

[Oh dear god, this prick. He had to restrain himself from breaking Lusius' fourth wall and giving him a lobotomy.]

Honestly, I think the main problem is the insults the makers of the other website made to the mundane's intelligence.

[amourpropre]

I do that all the time; one would think she'd be used to it.

[tinfoil_angel]

No one gets used to condescending behavior.

I though you would of learned that by now Mr. Malfoy.

[Screw the fourth wall. He's putting this cruel man in his place.]

[amourpropre]

[ This does sometimes happen, but what can be done? ]

They could get used to criticism, surely. And as for you, I am at something of a disadvantage. Your name?

[tinfoil_angel]

You wouldn't really care. I'm just a muggle after all.

[His tone is accusatory. Though he wasn't being completely honest.]

[subtlescience]

Better to allow yours to upload images than to sit and listen to mine bemoan the selection of a mere fifteen.

[amourpropre]

In no uncertain terms have I told her that I'm expensive to maintain.

[fuckyouboots]

Aww, how cute. You're complaining.

[amourpropre]

Oh, you made it across as well, I see.

[fuckyouboots]

I missed you too, Luscious.