5th Psalm || D'eon [in person/text/video]
[D'eon is sitting in the library with a glass of fine whine once again, only instead of his usual reading he seems to be tinkering with his blackberry. Desperate to try and reach out to the other residents, he has decided to master this bizarre contraption despite how foul it reeked of something blasphemous. He has turned the video feed on and off several times without any awareness, and unbeknown to him he has already send his message... about three times. The message reads (in an actual letter format):]
To my fellow residents at this manor,
In the past weeks I have found the situation we have all had thrust upon us to be rather undesirable to put it kindly. I beg ten thousand pardons for any inconvenience, but I must implore anyone who has information to contact this 'Author' to contact me at once. I simply with to try an communicate with her to see if there isn't anything that can be done to keep her sated while not at the expense of our own wellbeing.
Faithfully yours,
Charles-Geneviève-Louis-Auguste-André-Timothée d'Éon de Beaumont
((feel free to completely disregard everything he's written and poke fun at his name))
To my fellow residents at this manor,
In the past weeks I have found the situation we have all had thrust upon us to be rather undesirable to put it kindly. I beg ten thousand pardons for any inconvenience, but I must implore anyone who has information to contact this 'Author' to contact me at once. I simply with to try an communicate with her to see if there isn't anything that can be done to keep her sated while not at the expense of our own wellbeing.
Faithfully yours,
Charles-Geneviève-Louis-Auguste-André-Timothée d'Éon de Beaumont
((feel free to completely disregard everything he's written and poke fun at his name))