BULLSHIT BLUFF

"The first step is to establish that something is possible; then probability will occur." ― Elon Musk MP for Cities of London and Westminster Junior Minister for DCMS Conservative Party Forward, Together

[cassandra-acton]

CASSIE & SILAS HOUSE TOUR. The only important detail you need to know is that squishy little corner in the bedroom belongs to the corgis. 

[lost-shoe]

Mission: Impossible - Fallout (2018)

[silasagreste]

It is an absolute pleasure to read your writing.

❤️

[silasagreste]

Bekah, you're such a talented writer, reading anything of your characters' brings me life. ❤️

❤️

[silasagreste]

Merry Christmas Boyfriend! Love Cassandra !!!! 

[silasagreste]

[text]: Congrats on finally going public. Sorry TWI had to try and shit on it. Mustache might need some trimming, too, btw. Miss you xx

[silasagreste]

So you can tune out the Labour bullshit.

– Damon

[silasagreste]

Silas, 

Merry Christmas! Hope you have a good holiday. Saw this ridiculously complicated puzzle and it made me think of you. Enjoy. 

Rachael

[silasagreste]

Flashback

Before Dec. 10, after the Hallowe’en Event.

@ohhophelie

It was hard tell, as he leaned against the dark-cloudy countertop of her entertainment bar, if the Redgrave was unwell because of the attack or how she was handling everything that came with it. Within the seconds of having half-barged into the study and noticing how run-down she was, Silas had taken to silence so that he could really try to understand what he was seeing before making another victim out of her.

But, Ophélie wasn’t usually one to make things easy. Tucked into her velvet pink seater, a near empty bottle of champagne in hand, visible medical cloths, and a few glasses dashed onto the table in front of her made for unwell signs without the literalness of needing one in the first place. What had happened to her was awful. What had happened to anyone at the event, in fact, but Fee’s associations made it all that much more concerning.

She was another name on a growing list of trouble now and he figured she could remove herself for his sake as much as her own.

“Why was your door unlocked?” he asked, not prodding her about the obvious things first.

[silasagreste]

@Silas. [text]

Gideon: Damon will be disappointed.

Gideon: Keep hoping an avalanche will come and take the chalet out; Felix Rutherford, the miraculous sole survivor.

Gideon: In Cambridge with the family?

Silas: Had a feeling you'd go there. There are a lot of pieces, Damon's help really might be useful.

Silas: Sounds like drama. Everyone getting on?

Silas: Not this year. Siblings came to me.

[silasagreste]

@Silas. [text]

Gideon: I'm going to go ahead and assume the 'both' you were referring to was Felix and I.

Gideon: Merry Christmas.

Silas: I'd be a little concerned if you thought of anyone else.

Silas: Merry Christmas. How's the snow?

[silasagreste]

Very official paperwork so he can adopt all of the pets. (Don’t panic, there’s even a form included for Éclair.) They keyring is self explanatory. He can consider himself blessed. The Oxford jumper is for when he finally meets grandma Renske this New Year; better wear it, just so she doesn’t ask why her favourite granddaughter’s boyfriend is a peasant. Last but not least, a trip to Amsterdam, so that she can show him where her family is from. No hookers.

[silasagreste]

Ophélie: i don't think she wants to see me so don't feel like you have to make her come

Ophélie: i really can't do a lecture now Silas, please

Silas: If I've learned anything about your cousin, it's that I can't make her do anything she doesn't want to do. I've tried. Still am.

Silas: No lecture but we need to talk.

Silas: I'll call when we're around, ok?

[silasagreste]

Ophélie: we who?

Silas: Me. Cassandra.

[silasagreste]

Ophélie: not yet

Ophélie: i did get fucking stabbed though, thanks for asking how i am i really app the concern!

Silas: Jesus Christ, Redgrave. No shit.

Silas: I'm going to pretend you didn't type any of the previous bile for both our sakes because that was low. /Really/ fucking low.

Silas: Should we drop-in later?

[silasagreste]

Ophélie: did you call me a muppet? literally what

Ophélie: nope - your good pal giddy rutherford did. i can see why you're keeping it a secret, i suppose she is more of a marilyn than a jackie

Silas: Have you lost your fucking mind?

[silasagreste]

@SilasAgreste: Our @CommonsDCMS hearing is going live in a few minutes; the last before a short holiday break. Today we’re discussing how tech companies and the government are making authoritative info more available in these concerning times, as well as how we can propagate factual material in light of security threats. Watch here. #CheckInFromSwitzerland #5GandBroadbandOnMe #HappyHolidaysFromDCMS