Come off it, if you'd written, you know I couldn't have read the abomination that is your handwriting. Let's say our very sorries and move along. We're talking now.
[...]
Vitaly and your kids. That one's no surprise. He's remarkably...liberal doesn't precisely cover things, does it? Moralistic, perhaps. Right-minded. Those are your fucking kids, after all. You did right by them. Forgive the assessment, but if there was a cunt in your generation, it was your brother-that-was.
[...]
Could be I miss them. Roza, as well. I'm glad to hear she's happy off. You know she did write? Not often, only once or twice. Sent your love. I assumed collaboration and will continue to do so.
Truth be told, I returned most of the received letters unopened anyhow. Only Rin's -
I couldn't ignore Rin if I tried. If I'd returned their letters, they'd have marched up to the fucking penitentiary wall and screamed their head off.
[...]
Vitaly. Right.
Poor bastard deserves a little good; if you're so enamored with him, could be you'll be good for him, you being the social little butterfly you are.
I suspect he's been so reticent with us all because he thinks Darius is still angry with him. This is how it goes. Our little queen bee loses his fucking mind and runs off Vitaly, or Vitaly finally screws up the nerve to bite back and Darius runs him off anyhow, it takes months of coaxing just to get a response.
Well. How it did go.
Darius -
Fuck me, Nova, I've never seen him like this. Enri's been nothing short of miraculous.
[...]
I told him.
Darius. I told him. If you even remember what it was that I -
Actually, you were decidedly not on this planet at the time.
We share the same genetic donor in the form of Darcy. You know if I'd told him that years ago, he might have stabbed me.
He cried on me and told me I was tall for a Scarlett. How's that for a mindfuck?
It's been like this for a year. Sobriety for some six months - the longest I've ever seen. He went to rehab because Enri asked. (Enri leveled an ultimatum is what he did. Said he'd leave if Darius didn't go, so off Darius went and hasn't looked back.)
I think Vitaly's more apt to keep close now, between Darius's new leaf and this attachment the pair of you are forming.
I assure you, it's not even slightly one-sided, and yes, I did tell him he's very much your type.
Knowing how he would've reacted, I did not go into particulars about the intersection between your 'type' and your interests in bed. You ought to let him know. He's like to be gentle otherwise.
If he hurt a fly without a good reason, he'd self-flagellate until it rose up again and told him to give it a rest.
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[...]
Vitaly and your kids. That one's no surprise. He's remarkably...liberal doesn't precisely cover things, does it? Moralistic, perhaps. Right-minded. Those are your fucking kids, after all. You did right by them. Forgive the assessment, but if there was a cunt in your generation, it was your brother-that-was.
[...]
Could be I miss them. Roza, as well. I'm glad to hear she's happy off. You know she did write? Not often, only once or twice. Sent your love. I assumed collaboration and will continue to do so.
Truth be told, I returned most of the received letters unopened anyhow. Only Rin's -
I couldn't ignore Rin if I tried. If I'd returned their letters, they'd have marched up to the fucking penitentiary wall and screamed their head off.
[...]
Vitaly. Right.
Poor bastard deserves a little good; if you're so enamored with him, could be you'll be good for him, you being the social little butterfly you are.
I suspect he's been so reticent with us all because he thinks Darius is still angry with him. This is how it goes. Our little queen bee loses his fucking mind and runs off Vitaly, or Vitaly finally screws up the nerve to bite back and Darius runs him off anyhow, it takes months of coaxing just to get a response.
Well. How it did go.
Darius -
Fuck me, Nova, I've never seen him like this. Enri's been nothing short of miraculous.
[...]
I told him.
Darius. I told him. If you even remember what it was that I -
Actually, you were decidedly not on this planet at the time.
We share the same genetic donor in the form of Darcy. You know if I'd told him that years ago, he might have stabbed me.
He cried on me and told me I was tall for a Scarlett. How's that for a mindfuck?
It's been like this for a year. Sobriety for some six months - the longest I've ever seen. He went to rehab because Enri asked. (Enri leveled an ultimatum is what he did. Said he'd leave if Darius didn't go, so off Darius went and hasn't looked back.)
I think Vitaly's more apt to keep close now, between Darius's new leaf and this attachment the pair of you are forming.
I assure you, it's not even slightly one-sided, and yes, I did tell him he's very much your type.
Knowing how he would've reacted, I did not go into particulars about the intersection between your 'type' and your interests in bed. You ought to let him know. He's like to be gentle otherwise.
If he hurt a fly without a good reason, he'd self-flagellate until it rose up again and told him to give it a rest.
[...]
Just how enamored, would you say?
I ask for myself, not for him.
Also - did he message you first, or you him?