I'm glad you already know me so well. It would be far more intentional, trust me. I'm not promising calligraphy and fully-addressed envelopes, but I'm not not saying postage would be involved.
Wrong answer, Darlington. The correct response was intimate relations are strictly forbidden after an incident in 1969 where a bit of rogue sex magic resulted in Keith Roberts III becoming exclusively sexually attracted to kitchen gadgets and had an unfortunate run in with a hand mixer.
Oh, I see you have been reading your Life of Lethe.
You were so close. It was Keith Roberts II, not III.
[ This is complete bullshit, but it's the kind that just made him snort and stifle a laugh, sprawled lazily in the Virgil bed at Il Bastone as he is. The house creaks around him, in a way he imagines is mildly disapproving. ]
You'll probably be unsurprised, having met any university student ever, to learn that there are whole schools of thought & experimentation going into tantric sex magic. Powering rituals through harnessing the ambient energy of lust, and so on. Manuscript is bad enough wi
oh god i have to actually pretend like i know what i'm doing
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Also, you're making quite the assumption about my personal life.
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You were so close. It was Keith Roberts II, not III.
[ This is complete bullshit, but it's the kind that just made him snort and stifle a laugh, sprawled lazily in the Virgil bed at Il Bastone as he is. The house creaks around him, in a way he imagines is mildly disapproving. ]
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Manuscript is bad enough wiMessy stuff.