And now we see the City's seamier side.

I was attacked. Attacked. By a pair of vampires.

They ruined my suit. I cannot believe that anyone would have so little respect for good tailoring. This city seems to be intent on destroying my wardrobe.

Before you voice your concern, my friends, as you can see, I am well. You can't kill an immortal so ( Read more... )

What a fascinating day. I should say that I am hearing things I never thought I would hear from some of the refined ladies of the City.

A gentleman of past acquaintance once said, "Women are meant to be loved, not understood." Perhaps. But perhaps not. Today does seem to put the lie to his words.

I fear I have been an ingracious guest. Lord Hargreaves, I do hope you will forgive my unforgivable absences. I will confess that I have been sampling the limitless array of diversions that the City has to offer ( Read more... )

( Private//Personal - Handwritten )

Hm. Well, I'm certain it's all the card I need.

( Non-IC cut to spare flists )

My, my, my. This City never fails to delight and surprise. To see these things put out in the open for all to read and judge - it is just another example of how this is clearly not my own place and time.

Lady Basene, my apologies for my thoughtlessness in not having a thank you properly delivered already. I was touched by your gift.

[ooc: ( Read more... )

Secrets, secrets.

I do love the library here. Let me share something I read here since my arrival, "If you reveal your secrets to the wind you should not blame the wind for revealing them to the trees."

Is the wind that howls through the City an ill one only?

Whisper me a secret, beautiful City, I shall speak it only to the trees.

You'll have to do better than that.

[ooc: Why yes, Dorian does have a sword and is an immortal. Mostly Go figure. Cleaning today, but I'll try to pick up pings with some regularity.]

I shall be staying in today.

[ooc: Bonobo. *snicker*]

It is through art, and through art only, that we can realise our perfection. Yet I find music a greater art than painting or sculpture. Do not keep me from a piano today. I have art to create.

[ooc: Yes, I steal liberally from Wilde when writing Dorian. It only seems appropriate.]