III. Reckoner.

[maleficentia]

Velvet Amandine Lyon. I know you're lurking around these journals, somewhere, so don't lets continue with the charade. If any of her friends and associates feel inclined to turn her in, well, let's have it, and promptly.

Have you finally summoned up a spine and published that piece you showed me at the end of our semester together?

Comments

[strucktwelve]

No. Was this common knowledge? How the fuck was I kept out of this loop?

[bibbetyboo]

Well, it's more 'on the birth certificate' kind of knowledge

[maleficentia]

I thought you'd realized, given the shenanigans on the compendiums, earlier.

It's not particularly well-known, no. Welcome to the club, &c, &c.

[strucktwelve]

I didn't think you were SERIOUS.

Well, it could be worse. You could be something godawful like Leopold.

[maleficentia]

Deadly, sad to say.

Indeed. In comparison, mine's relatively tame.

[strucktwelve]

Hope it's not contagious.

There's a veritable worth of awful names for the choosing. Be content that your shame is confined to your middle name.

[maleficentia]

Just because I don't advertise it doesn't mean I'm ashamed of my name.

Granted, I can admit it's pushing the borders of ridiculous.

[cygnard]

Leopold has it easy. He hasn't even got a hyphen.