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[fortroubadors]

I'm a reformed man, I swear it. It's castitas, temperantia, caritas, industria, patientia, humanitas eugh and humilitas all the way. From here on out. And you know what they say? Charity starts in the home. In the home. So if there are any older brothers about with a spare couch or even a bath for a reformed man to sleep in, I'll fold myself up

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[forgivenot]

Heaven help us all.

[valoured]

Ah.

[fortroubadors]

What? No red carpet?

[valoured]

Never from me motherfucker.

[fortroubadors]

See, I thought you might dye a white carpet red with blood for little old me~

[Filter: Lucifer]

[archistrategos]

Kit?

What are you doing?

[filter; michael]

[fortroubadors]

It's just I saw this community and I wanted to poke at it with sticks. Did you miss me, Jude? I missed you. ♥

[filter; lucifer]

[archistrategos]

No. I'm worried about you. What did you do?

[filter; michael]

[fortroubadors]

I did nothing. That's just it. Wrong place, wrong time.

[forgivenot]

I can't tell if you're lying or not. I won't assume. I wasn't aware, Kit. How are you?

[fortroubadors]

Just peachy, Leola. How's the bald patch?

[forgivenot]

Nonexistent, thank you.

[fortroubadors]

It was such a weird freak accident of nature, right?

[divine_strength]

Kit, has been awhile. I trust you are doing well.

[fortroubadors]

Well's pretty subjective but I'm a free and innocent man, so I can't complain, Danny.

[divine_strength]

Of course. I hope you've been able to contact Jude then?

[fortroubadors]

I have. You guys still BFFs and all?