| Well, this has been an entirely fruitless waste of the last month or so. It's time I get back to doing something productive with my time.
Anyone looking to hire a spy? | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment   |
| Well, thanks the the Brat and his determination not to leave my flat alone, I've decided to get a guard animal. Borgia is a black fox, because even I will stoop to dramatic irony if the occasion calls for it.
It looks at this point like I'm not going to get my journal back, so more likely than not the Brat is geting to read all the juicy details of his sister's relationship with me. Thank goodness I'm not given writing to pornographic details unless necessary. Oh well. Perhaps some well-placed "hints" will convince Marguerite to assist me in the recovery of said journal. I should hate to think anything might happen to dear little Jack...
I swear, I should have guillotined them all when I had the chance. History or not, that whole family seems to have nothing to do but ruin what's left of my life. | | comments: 4 comments or Leave a comment |
| St. Just.-
Is there any posibility you will feel like discussing the return of my journal in the near future, or shall I simply leave my cravat tied around your doorknob?
You can leave your boyfriend at home.
-Chauvelin | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| After a long hard day spying on everyone, there's nothing Chauvelin likes better than to sit in his favorite amrchair, put his feet up, and have a nice drink. However, it is very difficult to do this when you have no drink in the house. So, with much grumbling, Chauvelin sets off for Thornfield in hopes of aquiring some of Mr. Rochester's seemingly endless supply of brandy.
Dear Armand, here I give you an opportuinty for the plan your typist and I discussed. I shall happily supply the text of any papers and such you should happen to find. If you'd prefer to go about this in a different fashion, let me know, but here's something. Love, Twitchy-who-will-shortly-be-hated-by-Chuchu. | | comments: 3 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Leave it to that woman to have a caniption fit over a fight. Mon Dieu, you'd think she was used to it by now. Though I see The Brat's gotten himself in trouble again. 'Twasn't too much surprise really. Those two never learn. | | comments: Leave a comment |
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| ...I was so close to just killing myself when, of all things, I could have sworn I heard someone calling for "Uncle Paul". I haven't been called that in years. And then when I dragged myself out to look, there was Armand St. Just, seven years old and wanting to show off his pet rabbit. But...Margot wasn't eleven, she was an adult. I don't know what's going on. Margot brought me home and put me in bed with something to drink...it must have been drugged, because I fell asleep until just a little while ago. And then...
No, it's not possible. I must still be dreaming. Fleurette? My sweet little cheri Fleurette, here? It can't be. After so long...
Maybe I should eat something and try to clear my head. | | comments: 7 comments or Leave a comment |
| Had a lovely chat with Fouche last night. Plans seem to be coming together nicely, and hopefully we can soon put them to action.
Now I need to go talk to Percy about a cartain baby's father... | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
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| Even better than I could have imagined, that brat St. Just has been dragged off to the Underworld. Now I only have to get rid of that bloody fop, and my success will be complete. Unless Margot gets in the way. Again.
What wasn't the blodt fop dragged off to the Underworld too?
I just used bloody twice...Mon Dieu, I'm starting to go Brit. Damn. | | comments: 8 comments or Leave a comment |
| Send a ransom note to Percy and Armand concerning Lady Wotton
Get Marguerite to repair my jacket
Murder that one for Hades
Ask Hades for the favor he promised if I succeed
Look into piracy as a career
Send Marguerite that list of things I need
Find the rest of Seward's morphine
Hmm...looks as though I'm going to be rather busy these next few days.
Victoria, is there anything I can get you to make you mor comfortable? | | comments: 6 comments or Leave a comment |
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