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Jan. 7th, 2011

[info]alphamfoxtrot

Multiple Texts

[After Tim, Harry, and Poppy are safe in their apartment.]

[Text to D. Hockney]
Hope you're safe.  Don't get eaten.  I'd miss you

[Text to C. Bartholomew]
Doing okay?

[info]filthinbeauty

Imminent death for all of us? But Christmas is over and I doubt our birthdays all fall on the same day. Don't be afraid and don't feel sorry. It happens to everyone.

Do something you've always wanted to do instead. It'll make you feel better, you'll see.

Jan. 6th, 2011


[info]love_remember

[public post]

The Seattle Opera House has turned out to be a very good vantage point...plus, the attic is very high up. And there are lots of heavy sets and a fireman's axe.

I have company, at least. I think the Queen of the Night is in hysterics though. I am not, which is a decided improvement from the last time there was chaos in my life.

Dec. 29th, 2010


[info]filthinbeauty

Charity, it's such a nice word. Versatile, useful, makes people feel good about themselves, and if you put your mind to it, you can slap it on anything, really. Pieces frequenters of Cyril's auction house never even catch a glimpse of are being moved out of storage into a location that might not seem to have any need of such items at first glance: Atom, nightclub and strip-joint. Though, if you tilt your head and look again, you might see the very thin and fragile 'art' connection. Squint a little. Squint harder. There you go.

Invitations to the private auction at Atom's One Year Anniversary celebration are extended to Timothy Pecker, Adam Morgenstern, and a handful of other people who know of Mr Bartholomew's extended business activities.

Dec. 20th, 2010

[info]twofacedliar

(Backdated to Saturday)
This investigation is very... inconvenient.


[Text to Gaius Asher & Cyril Bartholomew]
Murder next door. Police everywhere. 2 mil worth of firearms and 1.5kg cocaine still in my house. Need move asap.

Dec. 18th, 2010


[info]filthinbeauty

[Christmas dinner had completely slipped his mind until the bratty cousin called him. Well, the excitement of sailing has worn off and this much sun and sand can't be healthy anyway. Another two odd phone calls later, Cyril makes arrangements to be back in Seattle in time for their family dinner.]

[Text to Marco Valentino]
Word of warning: if the brat's becoming an over-sharing little girl, you'll be charged thrice. Want something from Mexico? Leaving on Tuesday.


[Text to Timothy Pecker]
Would you like something from Mexico?

Dec. 8th, 2010


[info]filthinbeauty

This is the fifth time this year that goods he's been transporting in his car either exploded or leaked for apparently no reason at all. It is safe to say that the car is ruined beyond salvation because there is no way in hell that anything in the world can remove that smell. Shame, really. Cyril sort of liked this car and isn't in the mood to shop for a new one. Perhaps, now would be a good time to take a holiday. Somewhere warm and sunny. Somewhere far away from family with questionable morals, and demented clients and customers.

For artsy needs contact S. Malloy at the auction house and she will be happy to handle your demands requests in the most satisfying manner.

Nov. 18th, 2010

[info]alphamfoxtrot

C. Bartholomew

[Phone Call to C. Bartholomew after reading this]

Ring Ring

Nov. 15th, 2010


[info]filthinbeauty

[The type to immerse themselves in their work, Cyril has been quiet and mostly invisible during the past weeks. His staff at the auction house has been working overtime to finish and send out their catalogues in time to all relevant parties. Now, they're busy setting everything up for the open viewing this weekend while their boss is spending some serious quality time with a set of ancient coins in one of the storage rooms.

He makes phone call after phone call while he fills page after page with scribbles. As an afterthought almost, he puts up a public post, announcing the public viewing.]


Public Viewing at HW Auctions
Sunday, 21 November, 2pm - 5pm.
[Address]

Nov. 6th, 2010

[info]alphamfoxtrot

[Filtered away from H. MacKenzie]

Is anyone here an expert on people who aren't all there? Or has experience with them? I just want to do something nice for himsomeone, but I'm not sure if a fancy restaurant is really the best idea.

Nov. 3rd, 2010

[info]foundmyway

This is not for me.

Filtered from A. Morgenstern, D. Hockney

SO. PEOPLE.

General Consensus: Creations that cross over do have some form of 'Ability'. Correct? This isn't asking for what you've got or don't have, just that they exist. Across the board, pretty much.

Right?

I'm not asking for me.

jesus there needs to be some kind of welcoming committee who tells people these things

[info]filthinbeauty

[For thirty-six hours, Cyril doesn't move from the chaise longue he's passed out on after returning from the masquerade. When he finally comes to, he doesn't have enough words to describe just how disgusting this all is. The pieces of his costume - frilly lacy shirt, not-quite trousers, enough red cloth to wrap around the whole building - are stuffed into a huge trash bag and disposed of. The gloves he keeps.

He stays in. Doesn't return calls, doesn't go to work. At four in the afternoon, the door to his apartment is flung open and his ringing phone comes sailing out of the door. It hits the opposite wall, flies apart, and then the door is slammed shut again.]


[Post-it on his door]
If it's you, piss off.

[Message on his answerphone]
I can't take your call right now. Messages will be deleted unchecked, so don't bother leaving one. Call again tomorrow if you must.

Oct. 23rd, 2010


[info]napoleonic_star

locked to C. Bartholomew

[after noticing this]

Cyril, my old friend! Fancy seeing you here. Tell me, did you ever manage to find that Rembrandt that went missing?

[info]ex_theredlig387

Public

I dreamed I could play the piano, and I would love to learn. I met someone who could play once, just the other night, but I don't know if he's changed his mind about teaching.

Does anyone play?