carcajous: (191)
𝑳𝑶𝑮𝑨𝑵. ([personal profile] carcajous) wrote2025-05-12 12:54 pm

diadem :: INBOX;

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primepool: ([la] 107)

4/?

[personal profile] primepool 2025-07-26 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
i mean besides hows it hangin
Edited 2025-07-26 01:58 (UTC)
primepool: ([la] 065)

5/?

[personal profile] primepool 2025-07-26 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
godm y fucking html get it together
primepool: ([la] 087)

6/?

[personal profile] primepool 2025-07-26 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
anywya does chuck have any hobbies. like bowling or sometrhing. bird photography books? is giving him tea offensive
primepool: ([la] 173)

7/?

[personal profile] primepool 2025-07-26 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
ok nix the bowling idea i just realized that's not gonna go down well
primepool: ([la] 073)

8/???

[personal profile] primepool 2025-07-26 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
how does he feel about fancy scarves
primepool: ([la] 111)

9/ok done

[personal profile] primepool 2025-07-26 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
or is it scarfs. i can never remember
primepool: beep beep ([la] 023)

[personal profile] primepool 2025-07-26 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
thought it was obvious it's about scarfs
primepool: ([la] 083)

1/2

[personal profile] primepool 2025-07-26 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
ok mr didn't go to college in the 1900s
Edited 2025-07-26 02:35 (UTC)
primepool: ([comic] 001)

2/2

[personal profile] primepool 2025-07-26 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
what do u mean what did i do to him?? what do you think i do in my free time
primepool: ([la] 077)

1/2

[personal profile] primepool 2025-07-26 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
ok. thats fucked up. no
Edited 2025-07-26 02:41 (UTC)
primepool: ([la] 040)

2/3 I lied

[personal profile] primepool 2025-07-26 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
fuck you
primepool: beep beep ([la] 023)

[personal profile] primepool 2025-07-26 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
[It's not like he's waiting on the edge of his seat for an answer, but... he is waiting on the edge of his bed, looking at his phone, not really expecting much help 'cause no one ever really does help, even when he asks. Which he does! Sometimes. Rarely. But most of his problems are solved with murder, which he doesn't need to ask questions about.

In this case, he had to appeal to someone. Someone who knows the guy. He doesn't fucking know much about Xavier as a person. Just the name, the legacy. The bullshit.]


i knew it. a walking cliche.

[Or not -- goddammit.]

thanks.