alt_antonin: (affectionate)
[personal profile] alt_antonin
I've gone to bed, solnyshko, but I've let Berry know to keep the fire alive in the library and be ready to fix you a meal, on the off chance you are able to free yourself at such a time to make coming home make more sense than not.

Otherwise, I will hope to see you tomorrow (and, of course, completely understand if I do not -- one must strike while the iron is hot, and from what you have said, the iron is hot). Let me know whether to expect you for Sunday supper, if you can do so without violating field discipline of course.

Luck, my dear.

Date: 2014-03-24 04:31 am (UTC)
alt_crouch_jr: (Sees)
From: [personal profile] alt_crouch_jr
Sorry. Still engaged.

There's more to be gained by following and watching than by bringing this one to ground.

Have the Centaurs forgotten that Our Lord's tolerance shouldn't be put to the test? Manx the taxidermist would relish the opportunity if you'd send him a carcass.


Excellent biscuits, by the way.

Date: 2014-03-24 05:21 am (UTC)
alt_crouch_jr: (Really?)
From: [personal profile] alt_crouch_jr
Doubt that elves mind one way or another whether we ask much of them or leave them idle. Their duty is to be ready whatever's demanded.

Matters with the Centaurs have been strained since Macnair's defection. Understand he did his best to undermine Our Lord's standing with them. Speaking of carcasses I'd like to pass along to Manx for stuffing.

As for the kitten, which, of course, you neither own nor care for in the slightest... I trust I'm the better hunter. (Face? What face?)

Date: 2014-03-24 05:46 am (UTC)
alt_crouch_jr: (Determined)
From: [personal profile] alt_crouch_jr
One at a time, Batya. We'll have them all eventually.

Perhaps sooner than later if this chase pays dividends.