A. Enjolras (
solo_patria) wrote in
dear_mun2013-02-11 08:33 pm
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I have had it up to HERE with both of you [Played on IJ at valar]
Madame Secretary-
Perhaps when I asked you to find others of my friends at Christmas, I did not make enough things clear to you. I had hoped that they would all live with other mundanes and that I was not forced to share space with a Courfeyrac who is actively antagonizing me at every turn with his juvenile, incessantly stupid and increasingly idiotic antics.
If you cannot control him and his midnight visits to my apartment, his prank phone calls, his crude sexual commentary on how I choose to spend my time , then perhaps you should not have allowed him access to the internet. Or perhaps you should not have allowed him to come to a place where he has become my sole problem to focus on and deal with.
Can you not control the man or WILL you not? the implications arise toward the latter, and provided that is true, my estimation of you begins to fall, despite the years we've spent writing together in one form of universe or another.
For the love of everything that we hold dear, you, and he, had better begin growing up, or there will be the sort of ramifications that I can still provide. I dare say that you, and the game, do not want to find yourself in that position.
Think carefully, Madame. Tread carefully, or I may soon no longer be your problem.
-A. Enjolras
Perhaps when I asked you to find others of my friends at Christmas, I did not make enough things clear to you. I had hoped that they would all live with other mundanes and that I was not forced to share space with a Courfeyrac who is actively antagonizing me at every turn with his juvenile, incessantly stupid and increasingly idiotic antics.
If you cannot control him and his midnight visits to my apartment, his prank phone calls, his crude sexual commentary on how I choose to spend my time , then perhaps you should not have allowed him access to the internet. Or perhaps you should not have allowed him to come to a place where he has become my sole problem to focus on and deal with.
Can you not control the man or WILL you not? the implications arise toward the latter, and provided that is true, my estimation of you begins to fall, despite the years we've spent writing together in one form of universe or another.
For the love of everything that we hold dear, you, and he, had better begin growing up, or there will be the sort of ramifications that I can still provide. I dare say that you, and the game, do not want to find yourself in that position.
Think carefully, Madame. Tread carefully, or I may soon no longer be your problem.
-A. Enjolras

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There is a -- version of myself there, is there not? Perhaps you should speak with him.
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Thank you for the perspective. It's good to have that wherever you are from.
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You are always welcome to it, you know that.
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I would offer to speak up for you, but I'm sure I would only make matters worse. And I would suggest Pontmercy's girl, but she's rather soft spoken sometimes.
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A lot.
Him. Times two. One female and just as shameless.
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.... But either that or you'd want to strangle us both by the end of an hour at least.
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It is an open house to those I trust not to abuse the privilege. When it comes to those who stand outside on my fire escape making pathetic faces while I try to write, however, I have to draw SOME lines.