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[creme-master.livejournal.com]

[He seems a bit distracted as he settles down, seemingly confused. Then, with a startled sound he begins to mess with his hair. A series of muttered curses in French color his preening as he tries to plaster down stray hairs that do not exist, staring rather blankly after putting his hands down as if observing something. Hushed:] I look like a recluse! Mon dieu!

[Leans forward, more determined than ever. He goes from trying to plaster them down to brushing them down for more volume, letting that prized hair cascade like a boss. He finally leans back ten minutes later, seemingly quite pleased. Yes. You guessed correctly; he used the camera as an impromptu mirror, not quite understanding that it was broadcasting. Of course he's not quick to leave. He did just spend around 15 minutes fussing over his hair and getting up too quickly would 'disturb' it.]

Comments

[salamancer.livejournal.com]

First of all, attraction is a matter of personal preference. I wouldn't particularly call you attractive.

Age does not equate to me. Respect is a mutual affair.

[creme-master.livejournal.com]

[A millenia with the likes of England have left him quite able to not let things such as this bother him. Rather, he smiles.]

Well, you certainly did engage my attention in ways that blatantly protest any means of warranting a respectful air from me, did you not? Then again, youth always does boast equality when they do nothing to deserve it.

Give to get, non?

[salamancer.livejournal.com]

I wasn't the one doing my hair over the network. Such an obsession with appearances as you seem to have is narcissistic, arrogant, and annoying.

I do not expect you to respect me, especially when you seem to be so empty in the head. I can't say I'd particularly be interested in your respect in the first place, really. And from the looks of your other responses, I would say that many people hold the same regard.

[creme-master.livejournal.com]

I do not automatically react to others with such contempt. Truly, it will sour you well before your years, I assure you.

[As for the next, his smile did slip though it was only to give her a frank stare through the monitor. Blessed be that it was only that and not face to face.]

You do not know me, but allow me to advise that you never assume what my relations are with others or the status of respect. There is an understanding amongst myself and my fellows and you will never interpret it correctly. This is just the nature of how we interact.

[He does break the mood with a little cheek though, chin in palm and smile flirtatious, though none too genuine] Unsurprisingly I am a narcissist. Gold star for that evaluation on my personality.