Greetings!

[moderatelymad]

A very good day to you, ladies, gentlemen and other. My friends call me Florian, and there's no reason you shouldn't do the same. I see you've already met my esteemed compatriot. We both hail from Westmark, which is a book written by Master Lloyd Alexander, and also a place which is best located, my typist says, by aiming at a spot between

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[russet_goddess]

You're here now, Florian!

*quietly* Hello. Thanks.

[moderatelymad]

I said I was, didn't I?

Dear child, whatever for?

[russet_goddess]

Yes, but, y'know. Well, anyway, you're here now. Officially.

For doing it after I said to.

[eagle_of_words]

A dangerous lunatic, the man says! There are plenty of those here; you should be in good company. *grins* Watch out for the falling tiles. They came with me, but everyone else has been heaving them at one another ever since.

Bahorel hasn't helped.

[moderatelymad]

I appreciate the warning, good sir.

[ivorylotus]

Here is a more formal greeting for you, sir, rather than that rather... messy one in your friend's journal.

Welcome to the Club; the pleasure, I'm sure, is all ours.

Apparently, the pleasure is ALL my typist's. She's "squeeing" again.

[moderatelymad]

*grins* Charmed, madam.

[capital_r]

Aren't all lawyers lunatics? *blinks* A reasonable laywer?! Why, I do believe that's an oxymoron! We Roaches have got our own lawyer, Marius, and he's ceertainly not reasonable. But..anyways. I digress. Bienvenue, monsieur Florian! Pleased to meet you, I'm Grantaire.

[moderatelymad]

I'm only half a one, actually. Is that more believable?

Ah, you're the gentleman who has designs on my friend. *grin* Pleased to meet you.

[capital_r]

Yes, loads more believable. *grins*

*all innocence* Designs on your friend, monsieur? I'm afraid I have no idea what you are talking about. I merely gave the lady a glass of wine; as it is ungentlemanly to deny a lady, is it not?

[moderatelymad]

Oh, that's what they all say.

[humane_agnostic]

*smiles* Reason, eh? A truly terrible curse to be afflicted with.

Bonjour! I'm Bertrand Combeferre, token sensible member of Les Amis de ABC, which is a revolutionary cell, not a tutoring group, as the name might at first glance suggest.

[moderatelymad]

Well met, sir! My compliments on your cunning nomenclature. I can think of nothing less suspicious, except possibly Ladies' Sewing and Lemonade Circle.

Not only reason, but cold hard sense. Terrible, I know.

[the_shooter]

Cold, hard sense is a good thing in a revolutionary. And others always think we're mad. Dangerously? Probably to someone's comfortable way of life.