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«« audio | un: lushmage

[vintsparkler]

There's something I would like to discuss with you, when you've the time. It's pertaining to my home and the fact that I'm looking to sell it.

[lascelles]

Dorian.

[ the smile is obvious in his voice. he's happy that the mage contacted him. ]

I'm available at any time. May I ask why you're selling?

[vintsparkler]

Various reasons. For one, it’s terribly inconvenient with the taxes and my work in the Up. And as lovely as it is, I’ve been living in the Down for almost a year and I think I deserve to move up in the world.

That being said, I could think of no one else with as much appreciation for it as you. And I would value your input on some floor plans I’ve procured.

Would you be interested in visiting me? I will escort you safely- you have my word.

a letter delivered to his door, because of course—

[transgressings]

My dear Victor Mr. Lascelles —

I have no way of knowing if this will reach you, the state of the city being what it is, although the flooding in the Up seems to be somewhat improved from the Down. I have temporarily relocated to my dominant's residence in one of the highrise buildings, so perhaps we are even neighbors now, at least for a short period of time.

I have debated over what to write since our last encounter, but it would be dishonest of me to pretend that my thoughts do not turn to you often, that I do not wonder how you are faring in this city, that I have not considered the when or where of how our paths might cross again.

But ultimately, my hope is that you are well, and safe — as much as one can be either of those things in a place such as this one.

If you ever find yourself near unit 20-A, you are welcome to call on me at any time there while the floods persist.

I remain as always,
your friend
Vanessa Ives

text « un: s

[rowd]

hey
contract with me

[lascelles]

What?

text | un: crystfairy

[faectitious]

Victor! I got a job!

[lascelles]

That's wonderful. Congratulations.

May I ask where?

text | un:crystfairy

[faectitious]

Victor we're out of milk!
Honey too!

[lascelles]

I'll pick up some on my way from work. Will you be alright until then?

text | un: crystfairy

[faectitious]

Victor! When are you coming home?

[lascelles]

I'm taking a walk. I'll be home late.

text « un: samil

[rowd]

heard you're abandoning airy

[lascelles]

I will give her money if she'll accept it. Calling it an abandonment is unfair and untrue.

I'm letting the contract expire.

text | un: crystfairy

[faectitious]

Do you hate me?

[lascelles]

What are you talking about? No!

delivered first week of november —

[seaboard]

— Master Victor Lascelles,

A gift, to keep you warm through the winter.

In my home, we give gifts at the end of harvest - to keep us in good cheer all through the long dark to come. Perhaps it is a small thing, a kind word, but even in passing, a kind word given can make all the days brighter. The wreath is usually given at midsummer and kept until mid-winter when we burn them on the longest night to ward off bad omens for the new year.

In affection and good health,
Gilia St. Loe, Daughter-Sea, She Who Sings the Ocean to Prosperity

[ With the note comes a box that has been carefully packaged, scented faintly with lavender and rosemary. On the top is a simple wreath of leaves, bound together with twists of herbs and other florals that make it faintly sweet, with how it has all been carefully dried. Below it is the main gift itself. A scarf, of thick and fine quality wool, fringed with the same wool and silk embroidered in leaves tumbling about the edges. ]

delivery —

[defenestratings]

[ victor has been sending her flowers on occasion since christmas, which is dead sweet, and lotti wants to return the favour. which is why he now finds himself the recipient of one bouquet after another of beautiful blue flowers until his foyer is bursting.

they all have his name, in case his fella thinks the flowers are for him, and the last bouquet has a note in loopy cursive:

thanks for the flowers xoxo lotti

everyone was buying roses so these were on sale and well, why the fuck not. ]

text » un: samil » icebreaker

[rowd]

MEET SAMIL, YOU TWO SHOULD TALK ABOUT BODY WORSHIP!

[lascelles]

Well, we've already met, but I didn't know you were into that.

@dracula-backwards | voice call

[honourthymother]

Hello Victor, I hope you don't mind my calling you up like this? It's Adrian.

[ The Dhampir was a little concerned for his new friend, after seeing the way his Submissive had been treating him on the network for all to see. ]

Just checking in. Seeing how you are.

[lascelles]

Oh, Adrian.

[ Victor sounds surprised to hear from him and altogether emotional. tonight has been a rollercoaster for him. ]

I'm... I don't know what's going to happen.

text | un: hot fuzz

[snikthatch]

there a back door to your place?

@lascelles

[lascelles]

Excuse me?

Gift

[basking]

[Waiting on Victor's side of the bed is a fleece bathrobe. Embroidered over the heart is a monogram made of his and the Chevalier's initials. In a small box to the side, there are socks and boxer briefs with the matching CL & VL print.