totally and completely anonymous compy post

[arrogantmage.livejournal.com]

(To ensure complete and uncompromised anonymity, Lezard actually went to the trouble of typing this while disembodied. How could he type without fingers? The same way a ghost could move objects, perhaps. Ask the videogame programmers. Alternatively, ask Homsar or the Sorting Hat.)


Who is the gayest man in this school? I have some questions for him.

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Re: valeth

[vislor-turlough.livejournal.com]

And who says you haven't?

(Oh yeah. Turlough will out himself just to break Lezard's brain.)

valeth

[arrogantmage.livejournal.com]

(Lezard had already figured that out, (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/1829473.html?thread=101375841#t101375841) with Amaranth's help. He had not yet decided on the ultimate form his revenge should take, only that the revenge would be sweeter if Turlough didn't foresee it. Therefore it was in his interest to play dumb here.)

How sad, that you would consider yourself such an unmemorable lay that I would not even remember an intimate encounter with you. For if I do not recall it, and you insist it happened, for you to be right I must have forgotten the occurrence utterly.

By the way, how is your husband? I hope for marital concord between you, since all chinchillas deserve a stable home environment.

Re: valeth

[vislor-turlough.livejournal.com]

No, of course you wouldn't remember.

And Hagrid is at least more tolerable a spouse than you will ever be.

valeth

[arrogantmage.livejournal.com]

Unmemorable indeed, then, it is confirmed. Alas that I should not recall such a singular experience, surely shared only by an undiscriminating few.

I agree I would make a terrible spouse. I have no interest in matrimony of any stripe. It is not for domesticity that I prize my beloved Lenneth Valkyrie.

triontimetraveler

[vislor-turlough.livejournal.com]

I shouldn't be surprised that I'm not your first stalking victim.

valeth

[arrogantmage.livejournal.com]

Looking for me around every corner, are you? I begin to believe you truly have convinced yourself of this mythical desire I supposedly harbor, through nothing but your own constant repetition of the claim.