17 Purple Files

[proudambassador]

Londo of House Mollari. That is who I am. I do not know if it is a thing to be celebrated, finding this out. The knowledge that came with it, it is heavy. What does one think, and do, when they are not sure they wish to know more about who they are, but cannot abide being utterly ignorant?

I am an ambassador, and I am a very bad friend, and I do not think I like myself all that much.

Comments

[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

[He starts to write a few times, trying to decide what he thinks. Eventually he answers back.]

No. I am living in a tree. I have died and come back. There are some who sometimes care about me, and sometimes some I care about. I think that I could not help but change.

[desertshadows.livejournal.com]

Mm, I agree. With any luck, to someone you're okay with.

[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

I am myself. If I was not okay with myself, I am sure that I would have offed myself for being too annoying by now. Only one has done that, so perhaps I am not too bad, hm?

[desertshadows.livejournal.com]

More friends than enemies, certainly.

Would you still like to meet for cards?

[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

I would like, yes.

[desertshadows.livejournal.com]

At the bar, and when would suit you?

[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

An evening. I am not so picky about the days - you choose one.

[desertshadows.livejournal.com]

Tomorrow, or the day after?

[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

Let us go for the day after, I think, yes?

[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

Let us go with the day after, hm?

[desertshadows.livejournal.com]

Sounds good. I'll see you then.

[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

I believe that I will look forward to it.