Episode 47
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“Who was that?” Ronald asked.
Lazard slipped his phone back into the inner pocket of his jacket with a smirk and said, “Elena.”
The ShinRa President seemed genuinely surprised by that, and after a moment, he asked, “Is she well? I haven’t spoken with her since I sent her back to that degenerate mobster’s house…”
“She seems well enough,” Lazard said, sitting down in a plush chair near the man’s sickbed. “Well enough to scheme, anyway. She has information on your son. I’m going to meet with her tomorrow.”
Ronald frowned, not surprised by the fact that someone had information on his son. But more pressing was the question of, “How did he take the news I sent you to give him?”
“Oh, well, I didn’t tell him quite what you wanted,” Lazard admitted, and smiled. “I told him you’d drawn up paperwork to name me your successor.”
Ronald chuckled, leaning back against the stacked pillows.
“What are you up to, Lazard?”
“Subterfuge, conspiracy, the usual,” the man said, waving a dismissive hand.
Ronald laughed, asking, “Going to see if his performance drops off?”
Lazard shrugged, the movement graceful and relaxed.
“It’s interesting to see what he will do…besides, your position is one of great import – he must be serious about it.”
Ronald gazed at him for a long time before he said, “You’re a good man, Deusericus.”
“I do try,” Lazard admitted, pleased. “I only hope he’ll be ready for the responsibility.”
Ronald was quiet for a long time, but when he answered, it was to sadly say, “He doesn’t have much time, I’m afraid…”
His sad eyes lifted to Lazard’s and he softly added, “I’m counting on you to help him.”
“Sir,” Lazard said, solemn and serious. “I will do anything to uphold the ShinRa name, even play puppeteer to your shiftless heir.”
Ronald chuckled at that, but did not argue the point.
Rufus was a failure, and they all knew it.
Kadaj had never considered what seeing the Underplate might mean to Zack. He knew that the man was from the country somewhere, and Zack had said that he’d known nothing about the Plate or the denizens beneath, but seeing Zack’s studious curiosity and dread made him wonder if he should’ve prepared him a little more. The Underplate was old hat to Kadaj, Reno hadn’t gone anywhere without him for the first year he’d been in the man’s House, so he’d made several hundred trips below in the passing years. Monthly visits aside, there were the books to gather, the small emergencies, the upkeep of the different places, and the welfare of the employees to be dealt with.
He followed Zack’s concerned gaze to the ShinRa sign hanging over a darkened part of the block where the Department of Public Food Services was located. The building was an actual building, like
Zack started and turned to face him, his muscular body framed by the darkness of the PFS. Garish light from
“What?”
“The Butchers,” Kadaj said, and nodded towards the seemingly-empty building. “They open up at mid-cycle for people needing public rations, but otherwise they stay closed.”
“You know about them?” Zack asked, and the distaste in his voice made Kadaj laugh a little.
“Yes, anyone associated with the Underplate knows about them, Zack,” he said, cocking his head. “There is a PFS in every sector. This is one of the nicer ones –
“What do they do, exactly?” Zack asked, apprehension dripping from his words. “Why are they called the Butchers?”
Ah, so that was the problem…
Kadaj cocked his head and contemplated Zack for a long moment before he gestured around him and said, “Look at this place, Zack. They’re completely sealed in. If ShinRa decided to cut off the air, they would die. There’s sickness, disease…where do you think they put their dead?”
Zack blanched, visible even in the dim shadows near the building.
“Bury them?” Kadaj asked, and tapped the toe of his boot against the muddy ground. “Not likely, dogs would dig them up, they would stink and rot and be reburied a thousand times, and most likely be dug up when there was no more room for burying.”
Zack said nothing, but his purple-blue eyes still sparkled with disgust.
“Burn them? The vents aren’t that strong, everyone would choke,” Kadaj said. “They can’t get desiccants, they’d end up fouling their own ground for what little they can grow here…So a clan came up with a solution. That’s all they are – a solution. The Presidents of Midgar as far back as the first have financed them to take care of the problem, and no one has changed it since.”
“Kadaj,” Zack said, and his voice trembled with anger. “What exactly do they do with the bodies?”
Kadaj sighed and said, “Break them down, of course. Strip them, clean them, feed them to hogs…but when there’s a need, they pass them out as free public rations to people who can’t buy food. They send them to the shops for use in food service along with the meats they raise – dogs, cats, occasional cattle, and the pigs.”
Zack looked ill, sweat breaking out along his brow.
“There is no other way,” Kadaj said, and added, “It’s harsh down here, Zack. I told you – these are hard people, and sometimes they have to make hard choices. Mostly, they feed the dead to the hogs, but there must always be more hogs to breed. So when the meat runs out…well, there’s still meat.”
It looked as if Zack might be sick, but he pushed through it, straightening and swiping at his forehead before saying, “That’s horrifying…They never kill people, then?”
Kadaj’s mouth thinned, his slender body tightening.
“I never said that, Zack. The Butchers are the oldest clan in the Underplate, and in some of the worst Sectors, they’re the cruelest – but in all of the Sectors they are the most feared. There is nothing safe about this place, and don’t forget it.”
He turned to head up the steps into
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Zack gazed at him with lost eyes and asked, “Is he one of their Clan?”
Kadaj smiled and told him, “When you feel like parting with your secrets, Zack, then I will consider parting with mine. Now, come, I don’t like to be here when they open, and the mid-cycle bell will toll in about an hour.”
“Reeve, darling! You must come away! We need to pack!” Genesis announced, striding into the room in a cloud of expensive perfume, wafting feathers, and an entourage of circus performers – or so they appeared to Reeve, who stood there with brush in hand, gaping at this violation of his privacy in his very own studio.
“Since when has this place become the bloody train station?” he asked, irritated. “I chose this place for the solitude, but I may as well install a revolving door!”
“Oh, that would be quite clever, darling!” Genesis assured him, pulling his gloves off one finger at a time, a flush on his high cheeks and his incandescent blue eyes alight. “Do hurry, Reeve, we must make the airport in half an hour!”
“Airport?” Reeve echoed, and glared at one of the court jesters who got too near his carefully arranged paint tubes. “Get away from that, will you?”
“Yes, darling, airport!” Genesis huffed. “The last jet for Setora leaves in just three hours and we mustn’t be late!”
Reeve blinked at him, batted at another of his entourage who poked curious fingers at his brushes, and said, “I’m not going to Setora, or anywhere else! I’m busy!”
Genesis looked oddly wounded, and shooed his people out of the studio space, closing the door firmly behind them and leaning on it for a moment.
“Reeve, dearest, it’s truly important to me that someone be there with me tonight. Are you sure you couldn’t come?”
“How on earth am I important to you, you infuriating man?” Reeve asked, irritated that he couldn’t paint in peace. “You’ve just met me! We barely know each other!”
“Fine! I’m funny, impulsive, and endowed with a higher sense of fashion than Midgar currently has the guts for,” Genesis said. “Your turn.”
Reeve glowered at him, and said, “I’m grouchy, single, and currently wish to be alone! How is that?”
“Well, that will do, I suppose,” Genesis said, pulling a moue of distaste. “But, all of that is rather like your beard, darling – there is a cure!”
“Genesis! I’m not flying off to Setora for any reason whatsoever! Take Yuffie if you’re so dratted set on bringing someone important to you!”
“Absolutely not!” Genesis gasped, horrified. “Take with me the harlot who tried to steal my boyfriend right out from beneath my nose?! I think not, darling!”
“This is becoming something of a litany, but I’m not your boyfriend,” Reeve reminded him, and returned to staring at the canvas with stoic determination.
Genesis’s phone trilled then, and he squealed, “Oh! It’s Yuffie! Excuse me, darling! I simply must tell her all about tonight!”
Reeve sighed and murmured, “Biggest fight ever, my hind foot…”
“Ready?”
“Great, we can head out straight to the airport,”
“Thank you,”
In his heightened emotional state, he simply forgot to leave Rude a note saying he had gone. And as they pulled away in the limo
With Yuffie off on whatever it was that passed as business for deranged Princesses, Cloud found himself with plenty of time to take another look at all of the information he had on both Rude and Yazoo. He found it an odd coincidence that the warlord of Chechislan was guarding the daughter of Premier Jenova – the only female ever born to the Jenovas. It was an odd coincidence because Chechislan’s last member of their Royal Family – a Princess, no less – had married Premier Jenova’s eldest son, Sephiroth. She had died under mysterious circumstances and no one seemed to know quite when, but the upheaval in Chechislan had been large enough to alarm world leaders. Enter Rudolph Doležal, forging the country into cohesion through brute strength, and vanishing almost ten years ago to parts unknown.
Except, that whole time he’d been guarding the sister of the man who’d thrown his country into chaos.
That did not add up.
If it was some kind of retribution, then he’d certainly waited long enough. If it was a kidnapping plan, Cloud was sure he’d had time enough to do it a billion times over. And how had he gained employment in the ShinRa household without popping up all over Interpol on his way to the country? And what was his connection to
He looked at the picture of the Wutain man, Tseng, and frowned, wondering how he fit in, if at all. Weeding truth out of Yuffie’s outrageous suppositions was hard, because some of her ridiculous nonsense actually sounded plausible.
Cloud sighed and rubbed his forehead, a headache blossoming behind his eyes. He had too many possibilities and no actualities, and he had to work on fact.
He dropped his hand, contemplating, wondering how much of
“It’s worth a try,” Cloud mused, and got up to snag his jacket, whistling on his way to hail a taxi to
Reeve sighed, his eyes burning from staring at the canvas. It held a few faint lines, some spots of hectic color, but nothing he was seriously committed to. He’d never painted on demand before; he’d only ever painted because he was moved to, because he had a passion to. He’d never had to paint so uninspired…
Genesis sneaked into his thoughts and he frowned, shoving him aside. The ridiculous excuse for a man had finished his call with Yuffie – apparently his best friend as well as his worst enemy – and had returned to try once more to get Reeve to flit off to Setora with him.
Reeve had, of course, refused. He had work to do, damnit! He couldn’t just go running off to another country, no doubt after some kind of hokey healing potion, or perhaps in pursuit of a golden chocobo, or some other nonsense that seemed to dictate the greater portion of Genesis’s actions…
“Hey, you!”
Once more, Reeve found himself shrieking like a little girl, spinning around to find Yuffie in his sanctuary.
“I need a lock on that door!” he declared, hand pressed to his racing heart and his irritation doubling to be so interrupted in his state of not-painting.
“That’s true!” Yuffie laughed, and pointed at the canvas. “What’s this?”
“A commission.”
“It looks like junk,” she informed him, noisily chomping on her gum.
Reeve had to agree with her, it was particularly drab…but at least having her around would jog his memory.
“And why are you here?”
“Wanted to make sure you knew all about your success!” Yuffie laughed, and hugged him tightly. “My buddy Cloud writes a hell of an article!”
“Uhm, truly? Yes, I suppose,” Reeve managed, flustered by the hug. “Honestly, I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“Cloud! Blond, took me home, remember?” Yuffie giggled.
Recognition dawned on Reeve and he asked, “He is your reporter friend? He’s the one who made those photographers in Genesis’s bedroom say I’m a huge success?”
Yuffie laughed again and cocked her head, asking, “What? What reporters in your bedroom?”
“Not mine, Genesis’s. I thought he was watching me so I woke up, but it was a whole room full of reporters – ” he cut off and flailed, overwhelmed by one horrible truth, “They saw me practically naked!”
“You thought it was Genesis – wait! Reeve! Did you stay with him last night?!” Yuffie shrieked, suddenly outraged. With her hands braced on her narrow hips, she snapped, “I thought you loved me!”
“I didn’t stay with him las – hang on!” Reeve sputtered, shocked. “You said you loved me! Didn’t you go home with that reporter of yours?”
Yuffie drew up to all five feet of her modest height and said, “I say that to everyone, Reeve! But you were supposed to mean it!”
Reeve stared at her in bewilderment and said, “But, Yuffie, I never said I loved you.”
They blinked at one another for a few moments, the silence both puzzled and charged.
“Well,” she finally said, at a loss. “You didn’t have to sleep with Genesis just because I slept with Cloud.”
“Wait, when?” Reeve asked, startled to find himself disappointed. He didn’t want to be, but he was.
“Last night!” Yuffie said. She softened suddenly, cocking her head to one side. “Aw, Reeve! Don’t get angry! We can’t let the past bother us now!”
Reeve blinked again and turned away, trying to push both his feelings and his confusion down. Just when he thought he was getting a handle on his crush…
“So, what’re you doing here if you and Genesis are an item?” Yuffie asked, idly playing with some tubes of paint.
Reeve glowered, but there really was no use in correcting her, he just snapped, “I’m busy!”
Yuffie’s brows rose and she said, “That’s harsh, Reeve! He’s being recognized for his life’s work at that famous film festival, but you’re busy? I’m sure he’d want you there. He would’ve invited me but we’re fighting.”
Reeve paused in his scrutiny of the painting, brush in hand, Genesis’s earnest pleading coming to mind.
“We aren’t an item!” he finally insisted, disliking the guilt that suddenly ate at him. Genesis had steered him towards success, after all. Without that flamboyant, annoying twit of a director, Reeve would have undoubtedly fallen flat and become passé.
“Well, that’s not what he said,” Yuffie informed him, and fell into an unusual, reflective silence. “Maybe I should go, I can probably still catch him at the airport.”
“Aren’t you two fighting?” Reeve reminded her, grouchily slapping some paint on the canvas and immediately wiping it with a rag to get rid of it.
“Yeah, but I can be there as his bestest rival,” Yuffie brightly said. “Someone should be there for him!”
She popped upright and hugged him again, saying, “See ya, Reeve! Have fun with that hideous painting! I’ll send Genesis your love!”
“You’ll do nothing of the sort!” Reeve corrected her, but the slamming of the door was his only reply.
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Date: 2009-10-05 08:36 pm (UTC)I had such a good laugh at that :
“Fine! I’m funny, impulsive, and endowed with a higher sense of fashion than Midgar currently has the guts for,” Genesis said. “Your turn.”
Reeve glowered at him, and said, “I’m grouchy, single, and currently wish to be alone! How is that?”
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I think that Reeve is actually kind of warming up to these 2 .. or at least getting used to them. He would miss them if they were gone.. ;)
And the butchers.. :O Yuck, that is so gross ! I think I would turn vegetarian in no time down there.. ;)
and OMG ! Rude ! Now that was a surprise ! And I really wonder how the princess in question died.. Sephiroth is really turning into a highly suspicious character. !
Loved it as usual ! XD
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Date: 2009-10-08 02:08 pm (UTC)Yes, he's definitely warming up to them, getting used to them, and he would really truly miss them if they were gone! Now, we just have to convince him of that, lol!
Yes, the Butchers are scary folk, that is for sure! And I don't think vegetarians get a lot of options down there *pets them*, I think most of what is grown goes to feed the animals.
And YAY for OMG!Rude, woot! Haha! I really love to surprise people! And the death of the princess is yet another mystery *glares at Sephiroth*.
I'm so happy you loved it, kiddo! Thanks so much!
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Date: 2009-10-06 01:25 am (UTC)I'm worried about what Rude is going to do. He is going to flip (in his own deadly way of course) when he finds Yazoo gone. *giggles* Can't wait.
All right! Cloud is getting involved in the mystery that is Rude. I know this was probably obvious to everyone else but...I get it! Kadaj is the prince of Chechislan AND the Cetrans. (I hope I'm right... I don't know...:s) Cloud will figure it out though. Go Cloud go!!!
But why didn't Rude kill Yazoo?
Hmmm...I don't know. If I was Shinra Senior I wouldn't let Rufus get anywhere near my company. I'd get Lazarus to run it. But maybe Rufus can get it together and do a good job. I don't think he can but...*shrugs*
*Sigh* I love Genesis. His self description was to die for. 'higher sense of fashion than Midgar currently has the guts for' *screams* Him and Reeve are like the odd couple of Yaoi. I love them. XD
I don't know if I've said it before but I will say it again. I love this fic! It is seriously like a soap opera and it's so entertaining too. I can't wait for next week. Loves yah! XD *snuggles you to death*
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Date: 2009-10-08 02:06 pm (UTC)And I'm pretty stoked that Cloud is being a good reporter, lol! And I'm not sure it was so obvious, really! I'm not even sure it's really true - this is a Soap, Kadaj could be a look-alike, a twin, etc. Lord, there's so much that could happen! But yes, the general idea is, he's the son of Sephiroth and the Princess of Chechislan, so he's royalty out the wazoo!
Why didn't Rude kill Yazoo? Now, that IS the question, lol! We'll just have to wait and see!
The only reason Ronald is even considering Rufus is because he wants the business and the country to stay in family hands...and because Lazard is there to make sure it works! But I think we'll be seeing a significant change in Rufus before long.
Genesis cracks me up, lol! He's very honest about himself and what he wants, and he isn't afraid to be himself, either! I would love for them to be the Odd Couple of Yaoi, lol! That would be fantastic! But first we gotta get Reeve to loosen up a little, hehe!
I'm so glad you love this, honey! You've been here through this whole mess, and I really appreciate that! I appreciate it from all of you guys who stick by me through ALMOST A YEAR of soap! lol! I love you guys! *snuggles everyone into a group grope*
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Date: 2009-10-06 03:26 am (UTC)Ick, Midgar. But damn... Reno being a butcher would make a lot of sense. Cause he's pretty creepy. XD
*really thinks that Gen and Reeve should just kiss already, lmao*
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Date: 2009-10-08 01:59 pm (UTC)Yes, Midgar is a horrific set up, and Reno IS pretty creepy, but we'll have to see about his lineage, because there's still the possibility that he's not a Butcher ;)
Hehe, I'm with you on Genesis and Reeve! *snuggles you*
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Date: 2009-10-06 04:09 am (UTC)Can't comment much, but LOVED EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!!!!!
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Date: 2009-10-08 01:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-08 10:11 pm (UTC)Ugh, I'm at work with nothing to do. I'm bored... *huggles you*
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Date: 2009-10-06 07:57 pm (UTC)Those butchers are creepy before we even met them. And I finally want to see more of Reno's and Zack's past, you're too good at hiding it, damnit haha ;D
The princess thing is really interesting. Can't wait to read more on that. Cloud is digging up some hard stuff there. I guess Rude won't like that if he ever finds out about Cloud's knowledge.
Great chapter :)
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Date: 2009-10-08 01:50 pm (UTC)The Butchers are growing into a presence here that I hadn't really expected, but I'm glad of it! It lends more mystery and tension to it, and serves the purpose of teasing you with possibilities :D Don't worry, though, their pasts will come to light eventually.
Sephiroth's mysterious wife may play an important part in how things fall out at the larger political level. Having Kadaj at that moment will be a huge life-saver for that person at that moment. And Cloud is going to dig all he can, but no telling what he'll do with what he finds. He's awfully sneaky :D
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Date: 2009-10-06 09:46 pm (UTC)First up was your scene with Lazard. It was great. Lazard could be decent and loyal and everything Rupert ShinRa is thinking he is, or he could be power-hungry and manipulative and totally planning to oust Rufus once the old guy is dead. (I was going to call him a 'power-hungry, manipulative asshole' except he's the one that's been running the company. If anyone deserves to inherit it, it's Lazard. Can't call him an asshole for wanting something he's already earned ten times over.)
So that's the rarefied upper strata of Midgar, then you drop us right down to it's absolute lowest lever: the Butchers. I'm sorry, girl, my Hellmasker has nothing on your Butchers. I should mention I spent my teen years in the same town as that pig-farmer serial killer who was feeding his victims to the hogs. 'Queasy' just doesn't cover it. All I can say is, I'm glad I never liked pork sausages. =p
Other than that personal aside, Zack's response, and Kadaj's response to his response, was wonderfully written, subtle but very strong. What else are these people going to do for food? It's like a scarier, more brutal, Solent Green.
Also, like some other reviewer said, if Reno was part of the Butchers then his personality makes perfect sense. Any brutality from him wouldn't be surprising. The fact that he can be so tender with Yazoo is what's surprising. If he's a member of the Butchers' clan.
I think, Reeve should get out of his own head for a bit and make an effort for Genesis. This is a big deal for the whack-job. As a side benefit (for me, at least) if he shows up at the film award thing, Genesis is going to take it as a green light, I know it. Reeve will never be rid of him. >}~~
And YES! Finally! Cloud's on the case. Maybe the stubborn mountain boy can finally dig up some details about these people and then, because he works for a rag, we'll all get to know. Yes! Yesyesyesyes YES!
(BTW: if Sephiroth did kill his wife and toss out Kadaj, then I think Rude should talk Kadaj into coming back and running Chechislan. I think he would do really, really well as king or prez or whatever. He's doing a kick-ass job of running Reno's kingdom, after all.)
Still lovin' it. =]
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Date: 2009-10-08 01:47 pm (UTC)And OMG that's hideous! I would've had to move house immediately, that would've scared me to death *is huge scaredy-cat*!! I don't know where I even got the idea of feeding the dead to hogs...I think it was from Lock Stock Two Smoking Barrels or something, that Brick Top guy did it, I think. But I'm glad the creepy atmosphere of the Underplate is getting some great reactions, it IS awfully near to Halloween!
I'm happy you thought that the Zack and Kadaj interaction went well, I was trying to give people more information about the Underplate without having to describe it, and I wanted Kadaj's Matter-of-Fact acceptance of it to clash against Zack's religion-inspired responses. They are two very different people, and the chasm that separates them is larger and deeper on more than just the surface level. I think this episode will give Zack the realization he needs to move away from Kadaj...or it will just make him more stubborn and intent on reforming him. *sigh* So many possibilities it makes my head ache!
We'll find out more and more about Reno's past, but in the intro he did claim to be born in the darkest sector of the Underplate where the stench could knock you out...that just screams slaughterhouse to me *evil grin*...but then, I could be wrong, lol!
Reeve, I think, will come around. He isn't heartless, and he knows he's being petty. But you're totally right in that Genesis will see it as Divine Permission to continue his unusual courtship of the painter.
And YAY for Cloud! I think all it will take to unravel this "plot" is to have one moderately sane, calm individual putting the pieces together :D But remember, if it pertains to Yazoo, Reno will probably kill him if he publishes, so whatever he finds might work out FAR better as blackmail, heheeheee!
The Sephiroth thing I haven't entirely figured out yet, but it stands to reason that we'll get something soon. Rude hasn't seemed very interested in Kadaj, and he knows who he is - but then, he isn't Mr. Family Man, either, it could be that he would rather stay in control of Chechislan and forge his alliance through...other means.
:D Oh man, I have too many plotlines going! lol! But I'm glad you enjoyed it! And I hope you had an awesome birthday!
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Date: 2009-10-08 02:49 pm (UTC)Now that you point it out, I can see how you're setting up Zack and Kadaj as two polar opposite. Zack is a romantic (even if he thinks he's not) still filled with ideals of heroes and happy endings. Kadaj... isn't. That's a pretty big chasm. I'd rather Zack didn't turn into a Reformer, because that can skirt too close to Religious Zealot for me.
Vincent would make a good Fire & Brimstone and Eternal Damnation type preacher. His self-denial could easily turn into self-righteousness. (I can't remember if you've used him before. If you have, just ignore this.)
Rude isn't exactly Mr. Family Man? Oh, you shock me. =p
That's a very nice tease, btw. Brings to mind all sorts of pretty pictures.
Now, back to work. I just logged on to forward the message down below. (And my birthday was great, even if it seemed a little short.)
Pssst! pass it on...
Date: 2009-10-08 02:36 pm (UTC)Name: mom calling
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Subject: Re: Midgar Soap
Hello, Etrixan.
I took your advice and checked out on LJ Midgar Soap, and I am captivated, besotted, and hooked firmly. But I don't have an account there, and I can't let Purefoygirl (think that's the name) know that because I am a luddite, and I don't know HOW TO WORK THE SYSTEM.
It wants me to set up an account, and since I don't write, only read, and because it wants so much information I am intimidated, I gave up. There is another LJ author that I often read, but she accepts annonymous comments--Pure---doesn't.
I come on bended knee: would you, at your convience, let the author know that I am a lurker, silently reading and loving the story, I just don't know how to let him/her know? This is what happens when I venture out of my comfort zone, which I will do in search of good stories. This is a crackerjack of a great story.
I wish I could use carrier pigeon or Potter owls to say so. Instead, I come to you, embarrassed to be so ignorant of how these things work. But you started it, so ...... thx mc
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Date: 2009-10-12 04:15 pm (UTC)Thanks again for forwarding this!
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Date: 2009-10-30 05:07 pm (UTC)And yay for the Renzoo, it´s so sweet^^ though I´m stil waiting for the big bad bang...
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Date: 2009-11-06 07:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-27 02:31 am (UTC)Go Cloud! Find the answers for us!