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Summary of the Thread of Ruthless Civility
It's really more of a Threadzillette as opposed to a Threadzilla, but it was pushing 100 comments when it ended, and is rather wordy. So, I figured I'd defer to modly requests and summarize. I can edit in more links if desired, but for now, I'm too lazy. I would just like to say that I madly love and squee over all involved in this monster:
- Hob is sitting at a table, reading a book, when Elizabeth comes by to say hello. Hob is a snarky bastard, and Elizabeth calls him on it.
- Hob behaves like a raging asshat, accusing Liz of being too perky and polite for anyone to successfully carry on an 'actual conversation' with her. Quoth an irked Liz, 'Bring it on.'
- Peter rather unwittingly stumbles into the conversation, just as Hob is digging at Liz regarding the Bartleby incident the previous night. Liz somewhat angstily deflects. 'I have no angel of any form, be it guardian or companion.'
- Peter doesn't take too well to Hob's treatment of Liz, and is rather cruelly taunted by Hob for his pains before Liz calls him off.
- Liz is not happy with Hob's treatment of Peter, and tells him to give over. Hob fires back, making reference to Peter's past, about which Liz knows nothing. (Dun dun dunh!) Liz defends Peter's honor, and essentially tells Hob to sit and spin.
- Peter decides to tell Liz his secrets before Hob can twist them and use them against him. Paul has shown up at this point, and he and Hob mock Peter. Liz tells them to bugger off, and reassures Peter that she doesn't hate him for his past.
- Death had arrived in time to hear Peter's confession, and the two have a brief exchange regarding judgment.
- Paul and Hob have an 'I-love-you-I-hate-you' moment on the side, and creep the OOC!me the hell out.
- Paul tries to bother Liz, and gets smacked down. Civilly, of course.
- Hob comes to Paul's defense, and Liz snaps. Hob is once again a bitter little sod in response. Death has wandered over from talking with Peter by this time, and freaks Hob out.
- Liz completely bastardizes Austen text, and informs Hob that he is not worthy of her pity. References to Regulus are made.
- Hob is still freaking out regarding Death, and blazes off. Liz is still pissed. Peter checks in with her and the two go get cocoa at the bar, because as Lupin knows, chocolate makes everything better.
Fin.
Note for those out of the loop: Bartleby and Raph have been teaching Liz some rather improper phrases, so if Liz breaks out with various profane terms, that would be why. This doesn't really pertain to the above thread, aside from a wayward 'bastard' at the end, but I wanted to mention it all the same.
- Hob is sitting at a table, reading a book, when Elizabeth comes by to say hello. Hob is a snarky bastard, and Elizabeth calls him on it.
- Hob behaves like a raging asshat, accusing Liz of being too perky and polite for anyone to successfully carry on an 'actual conversation' with her. Quoth an irked Liz, 'Bring it on.'
- Peter rather unwittingly stumbles into the conversation, just as Hob is digging at Liz regarding the Bartleby incident the previous night. Liz somewhat angstily deflects. 'I have no angel of any form, be it guardian or companion.'
- Peter doesn't take too well to Hob's treatment of Liz, and is rather cruelly taunted by Hob for his pains before Liz calls him off.
- Liz is not happy with Hob's treatment of Peter, and tells him to give over. Hob fires back, making reference to Peter's past, about which Liz knows nothing. (Dun dun dunh!) Liz defends Peter's honor, and essentially tells Hob to sit and spin.
- Peter decides to tell Liz his secrets before Hob can twist them and use them against him. Paul has shown up at this point, and he and Hob mock Peter. Liz tells them to bugger off, and reassures Peter that she doesn't hate him for his past.
- Death had arrived in time to hear Peter's confession, and the two have a brief exchange regarding judgment.
- Paul and Hob have an 'I-love-you-I-hate-you' moment on the side, and creep the OOC!me the hell out.
- Paul tries to bother Liz, and gets smacked down. Civilly, of course.
- Hob comes to Paul's defense, and Liz snaps. Hob is once again a bitter little sod in response. Death has wandered over from talking with Peter by this time, and freaks Hob out.
- Liz completely bastardizes Austen text, and informs Hob that he is not worthy of her pity. References to Regulus are made.
- Hob is still freaking out regarding Death, and blazes off. Liz is still pissed. Peter checks in with her and the two go get cocoa at the bar, because as Lupin knows, chocolate makes everything better.
Fin.
Note for those out of the loop: Bartleby and Raph have been teaching Liz some rather improper phrases, so if Liz breaks out with various profane terms, that would be why. This doesn't really pertain to the above thread, aside from a wayward 'bastard' at the end, but I wanted to mention it all the same.

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Surely you jest.
*tries best to look innocent.*
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*smiles sweetly*
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Isn't she cute folks?
*collective awwwwww*
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All of you people own my soul. But especially Peter, cos ohmygod.
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*waves Tom/Door banner fiercely*
Oh, and...
*waves Kalos/Any Male Walking banner (cos, rainbow colors!)*
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Perhaps Kalos/Raph? Purple and green would go nicely together... it'd be like a lilac bush or something.
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And if Liz doesn't get wise regarding Peter, I'm snagging the lad for myself.
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Emma
Lady Susan
Mansfield Park
Northanger Abbey
Persuasion
Pride and Prejudice
Sense and Sensibility
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I actually have my bound edition of her books by my side, if I know where something is precisely. If I'm not sure, I use the online version, for the search feature.
I meant wracking my brains in the sense of 'would Lizzie say this? did this phrasing exist? darnit, why can't I remember my vocabulary?!' ;)
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It may be possible for him to get more obvious. But I doubt it.
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One of us is going to have to snag the boy. That's all there is to it.
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*grins* Sorry. Every time I close a window, a new message pops in.
I do so loff the boy. Balding or no.
In Which Peter Tells Liz How He Feels...
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And he thinks that Paul needs an exorcism.
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Fucking bitch.
*smiles as sweetly as a fucked up angel can*
Oh, oh, and did you see My First Gay Kiss?
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Fucking bastard.
And yesss, I did! *beams*
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*beams back*
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...I love
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