When in your life did you know you were not alone?

[drhjekyll]

Dear Lord, yet another question I have little right to be answering at the moment. I suppose, all things considering, I ought to write about a time when I did not believe I was alone

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[jutterson]

Going to tell me what happened, Friend? Or am I going to have to get you disgustingly drunk to coax it out?

Oh, and normally I stay away from madmen like Hyde, but do you think you could let him come out a while? I need him to kill this...'Talissa' character. Henry. It's not safe to read any longer. You and I (and Hyde) have been SLASHED. YES! All three of us! Though I think Hyde actually may have raped and/or killed me...I know at least Hyde will come with me and make the author regret what was typed. You're welcome to come along.

Offending material found here:
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1480702/1/

Back on subject though; Cheer up. I'm having a dinner party. Girls everywhere. Drown your sorrow in alcohol and bury them in a nice girl.

[drhjekyll]

I will tell you, for you certainly have every right to hear it from me rather than London's twisted version... But I could definitely stand to get disgustingly drunk as well.

Dear God! A pity Hyde is gone; the author ought to be shot for such blasphemy! That is simply filth... I will go with you, but don't bother looking for Hyde... he's gone for good, thank God.

*shakes head* Don't you dare expect me to entertain the idea of other women, John. We're not engaged, but that doesn't mean I have given up entirely.

[jutterson]

All right. We'll call up Lanyon and go to a bar (as Lanyon and you don't seem to patronize The Dregs I'll try somewhere else-- Which is a pity as the alcohol is cheaper there. And the show is nice.) and we'll start with some gin and move on to the harder stuff. Lanyon will, of course, be the one to keep his wits about him. I have a low tolerance, and you getting drunk is the whole reason we'll be there.

THAT is surprising. Never known you to willingly participate in violence, even against Simon "The Spider" Stride -- And he asks for it. But then...Stride's never questioned your sexuality. *whines* Henry! I'm straight. I'm the farthest thing from a fairy that there is!

Come now, Henry. Be reasonable. Three damned years and you don't even look. What if Miss Carrew isn't your soul-mate, hmm? You'll never know if you don't look about. It's entirely unnatural for a man to die and only have known one woman...

*sighs* Henry, you broke off the engagement but you didn't break off things with the girl? ...What kind of man are you? Haven't I

[drhjekyll]

Good man. I refuse to go to The Dregs. I doubt you could ever get me drunk enough to convince me to set foot in that place... you're lucky you haven't caught some filthy disease yet, My Friend...

I never said I'd be violent. Verbally abusive, perhaps, but never violent. Why anyone would question that we are straight, John, is beyond me... you've slept with half of London's girls, and I am; was engaged to the most beautiful girl in all of England.

John, you will watch your tounge. I don't look, because I am entirely too busy staring at Emma. I don't have to look, because I am certain she is the only woman I will ever love. We are simply at odds at the moment, is all..

Oh? I seem to be the one doing better here, John, even if I am no longer engaged for the time being. Your teachings would have me never marry.

[jutterson]

*grumbles* Yes. Yes. Just be lucky that I consider you the brother I never wanted had and therrefore sacrifice my habitat of choice for your damned comfort. Oh, Henry, be fair. Usually I don't even buy a girl for the night. I prefer the pretty young widows -- Experianced. Beautiful. Lonely. They're just asking for some charmer to come by and cheer them up. I only have one or two prostitutes that get my business. Simon knows damned well not to get them dirty or I'll kill him.

..I'm a Juris Doctor! I can sue for deformation of character. Half? ...Do you think it's been that many?

Henry, I don't have to watch my tongue. That would be silly. Besides, you're my friend. Like my brother. I'm going to be Godfather to your kids! I'm your lawyer. I'm allowed to be honest.

You're so boring, Harry. *grins*

...I don't want to be married yet. ...So if ou're not engaged to Emma can I...?

[drhjekyll]

I am lucky indeed, then. Uh huh. Even the one or two you go after, John, have slept with countless other them. True, it's said Stride is pretty good about getting rid of the girls who become ill, but as a doctor I know damn well half the diseases passed by your favorite pass-time cannot be detected until it's too late. *facepalm* John, you are and forever will be a lady's man