damned_bulletin | (no subject)

You must be new. Welcome to the Institute.

Now that we have the pleasantries aside:

You really need to develop some environment-awareness. Your world is not the only one that exists. Be mindful of that fact and try not to to be such a generalizing bigot, please.

--Artemis Fowl II

Don't even try to pull the 'I'm more worldly than you, take my royal advice' rap. You're already failing at it.

How to win friends and influence people. You've got that down pat, don't you?

Excuse the advice, it was kindly meant. I think you'll find that some people will be more willing to listen to you if you don't make a complete idiot of yourself on the bulletin and post things that are insensitive.

But, perhaps I should be sensitive to the fact that not all of us are sharp, bright crayons. It's hard sometimes.

--A.F. II

Oh, so this a jealous boyfriend moment. Sorry, I didn't catch it right off the bat, in between all the bitching.

Unfortunately for him, I'm presently engaged with another--and I don't think he is the sharing type~ I wouldn't want to share either. But I've always been selfish~ ♥

Besides, I don't think Harry is interested in minors.

--A.F. II

Guess you'll have to excuse me if I don't, you know, actually care.

That all?

You seemed to above. Apologies if I misinterpreted.

Yes, that is all.

--A.F. II

You did, but I forgive you.

I'm so grateful, I'm sure.

PS - Your book? Sucked worse.

~~I don't think you have the intelligence level required to read anything I've written. And you wouldn't~~

What?

The book written about your Harry Potter rip-off character, champ!

Made the mistake of signing your name. At this point, got no problem telling you that was another crappy kid's series.

I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name?

That's Reid Garwin with a side of 'eat your own words'.

Congratulations, Mr. Garwin.

Not many people make it to my blacklist, but you've just been added.

And thank you for the name--it will be used appropriately. Along with your handwriting and any other information I can glean from your pathetic excuse for a mind.

I'd watch your back in the hallways. The nurses are, conveniently, not around to police us at night as they are in the day.

Wow, I'm so scared of your jailbait, "criminal mastermind" ass. Remind me to go easy on you for already being disillusioned.

Truth hurts, I guess. Suck it up, Mr. Fowl, or your fairy friends might get sad.

Is he really worth it, Fowl?

No, Captain. He's not worth it.

He's not worth the air he consumes.

Awww, someone's in a snit. Boo fucking hoo.

Then stop making him feel important, and keep using your brain for more productive tasks.

Good idea.

I'll start compiling a list of the assassins I know.

Unless this plan has something to do with helping us out tonight and not getting vengeance because some halfwit moron is trying to ruffle your feathers, I'd suggest using it on figuring out the purpose of those rooms we encountered last night instead.

Or anything else to do with our ultimate goals.

I'll talk to you about this later.

I may need time to sort this and other things out.

So long as by "sorting out," you don't mean going on a vendetta over a bulletin argument, that's fine.

I'm going to want you to take a look at what we found last night and let me know what you think, so I really need you back as soon as possible.