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[alex_pope]

An important thing for me to note, before I continue with this entry, is that in my relatively brief absence, my room has accumulated an appalling amount of empty Cuervo bottles and dead flies. What the hell, kids

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[juvvie]

Makes perfect sense to me. The less we indulge our pleasures the more we enjoy them.

Apparently here at Eupheme some crazy shit has been going down, if you can strain your credibility enough to believe it.

[alex_pope]

I think my credibility is lying outside the door, under my dignity and the dirty bottles I just swept out. So lay on the crazy shit.

[howie_lovie]

You have missed quite a bit. I'm sure Jane will inform you the instant she is aware of your return. She is still the mouth of gossip here, which, I am sure, comes as no surprise to you.

[juvvie]

God, I really do know the difference between credulity and credibility. I need sleep.

I may have oversold it. In any other school the unremarked-upon disappearances of two students would be crazy shit, but perhaps the fact that no one else here thinks it's worthy of mention means something.

Maybe CNN would be interested. "Two beautiful white girls disappear--in America! Could your daughters be next? Nancy Grace has the facts!"

[howie_lovie]

Mr. Pope, how nice to see you have returned to us. I was beginning to actually suspect you had lost what little courage you possessed.

Nevertheless, as someone of some integrity and must honesty, I will be the first of those that have already come to know you to tell you...

... welcome back. Your wit, though occasionally on the frightful side, has been sorely missed. As much as I enjoy the thought of doing you harm simply because I am quite aware of what it does to your mind (and yes, I am capable of it, Mr. Pope), I genuinely believe you to be one of the more colorful and entertaining people...

... or perhaps this is simply a ruse to make sure you leave your windows open, as you used to.

I suppose there's only one way to find out...

[howie_lovie]

((OOC: "...much honesty..." I'm sick of my typos diminishing Lovecraft- grah!))

[alex_pope]

I'm simultaneously frightened and pleased, so I guess our relationship hasn't at all changed.

And my wit isn't frightful. It's pointed and quick.

[howie_lovie]

So you say. Alexander, stop knocking your knees together, it's not manly.

[burning_blake]

ALEX! I'm so glad you still exist! We should meet up sometime soon.

All kinds of crazy shit has been happening, as usual. You will probably notice that Charlotte looks, sounds, smells, and acts completely different, and--hopefully--is no longer stalking you. That's because she's a completely different BUT NO LESS VALID Charlotte Brontë who may or may not also be Emily's sister. Confusing? Yes. Everyone else is confused too.

Did I mention how happy I am?

[quiet_charlotte]

Thank you for the capital letters, Blake. *g*

Did OtherCharlotte stalk you? I shall have to discuss that with her if ever we meet up... which is not likely.

In any event, I promise I will make a solid effort not to follow in her footsteps.

Welcome back!

[alex_pope]

It wasn't so much stalking as...well, stalking, but that's not really important.

Good luck with the road less traveled, which I assume means something like avoiding me.

[alex_pope]

It disturbs me that you noticed the change in Charlotte's smell. But I'm willing to take that in stride. When can I see you?

[neddy_l]

Oh! Blake will be so happy that you're back! Do come visit us while we're still here!

[alex_pope]

Sure. When are you leaving?

[neddy_l]

Dunno, but soon, I reckon.

[bakunin_burger]

Pope! You little weasel!

... is there any Cuervo left?

[alex_pope]

No. Do you know how it got here?

[bakunin_burger]

Naw, mate, I was just wonderin' if you needed help gettin' rid of any leftovers.