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[Aug. 1st, 2011|06:54 pm]

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[Mar. 28th, 2011|03:02 am]
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[Mood | chipper]

*Goes for a wander around town to get some air (Loves spring! Everything's so crisp! And fresh! And bursting with potential!)*

*Goes wherever her feet take her and winds up in some up-market shopping district and does a little window-shopping.*

*Stops outside a boutique displaying a full-length, sequined, red dress in its window.*

*Thinks it's very sparkly-pretty but definitely not for her (it's not grey, black, or navy blue. Or a trouser suit).*
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[Mar. 27th, 2011|08:04 pm]
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[Mood | uncomfortable]

*leaves Aulë's, feeling thoroughly chastised and somewhat frustrated with the circumstances (he really felt he was getting somewhere with Aulendil, but their tour's been cut short for now)*

*detours briefly to Ossiriand and tracks down Telimektar to apologize for his part in the debacle* *also noses around town a bit to be sure the damage is as superficial as it first seemed (it is)*

*that done, makes his way across to his Lady's halls for a third round of apologies* *has no idea how Nienna might react, but feels he owes his patroness a visit, anyway, after everything that's happened lately*
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[Mar. 24th, 2011|06:18 pm]

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[Mood | okay]

*was understandably shaken up (ha ha!) by the recent earthquake in the area, even though she figures Eru had to get to it sooner or later, what with all the suck abounding in these parts*

*was even more shaken up when she checked her favorite gossip blog only to find snaps of her boyfriend or ex, whatever and Galadriel hanging all over each other* *and okay, the blog entry itself didn't do a whole lot to alleviate the gutting*

*really thought that things could only get worse trudging around southern Ossiriand with her dad and her uncle, trying to avoid conversation and lugging around a heavy-ass backpack, but it's been...sort of a nice distraction?*

*pushes her sunglasses up on her forehead (it's rapidly getting too dark to justify them) and whines (because she can)* Are we therrrrre yet?
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[Mar. 24th, 2011|10:08 pm]
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[Mood | cheerful]

*arrives back into Gondolin much later than anticipated due to a bunch of delays getting back after her break away* *obviously heard all about the accident at the Arch and texted Egalmoth a couple of times over the weekend (but no reply?)* *whatever*

*has to head straight to work and dumps her bag in her office before going down to the breakroom to make herself the world's biggest mug of coffee and to distribute the mandatory souvenir candy that every Fountain must bring to the office after trips abroad*

*hasn't even checked her email or, indeed, seen the paper*
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[Mar. 24th, 2011|05:43 pm]

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[Mood | amused]

...also seen About Town... )

[Mar. 24th, 2011|01:25 am]
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[Mood | amused]

*Had forgotten just how much fun it could be to fuck about with redesign the earth's crust.*

*Has not forgotten that Aulë probably won't be the slightest bit amused and his wife will no doubt be shrieking about damaged habitats or some such nonsense.*

*Waits for Aulë to emerge and commence with the inevitable knuckle-rapping and passes the time by working very hard on keeping down that burst of giggles that's threatening to bubble up at any moment.*

*Knows that one misplaced snigger could well result in him being rapped on the knuckles with a very large hammer.*
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[Mar. 21st, 2011|05:57 pm]

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[Mood | tired]

*trudges back to her hotel (quite a swanky one; thanks, As Órë Turns!) after a long day of interviews*

*decides to relax for a bit at the hotel bar before she goes upstairs and settles in with room service and whatever porn movies they've got on tap*

*pours herself onto a barstool, sighing with relief to be off the four-and-a-half-inchers for a bit, and orders an appletini when the bartender promptly stops over (they always are so prompt, aren't they?)*
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[Mar. 20th, 2011|08:36 pm]
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[Mood | blah]

*is several weeks into what will be a very short tenure at SDS, and he can't say they've been the best weeks of his life* *as if being the new kid in class didn't suck badly enough, he's the new king in class, with at least two security guys on him at all times (the babysitting's bad enough, but they also check his locker and his lunch, and he can't even pretend to be as frustrated as he might be otherwise, now that he's been at the sights-end of a gun)* *hopes Cel's having a better time of it in Gondolin*

*thinks he'd go completely insane if not for Galadriel* *settles on the (empty) school steps with his lunch and backpack to wait for her, as he does every day* *smiles reflexively at a few girls walking by, and they do smile back, but they also hurry past without stopping* *sigh*
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[Mar. 21st, 2011|12:33 am]
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[Mood | curious]

*Hears tell of a new resident in the palace.*

*Goes to his classroom and rakes around in the craft cupboard until he finds what he's looking for: a crudely made, white cloth hat bearing the letters "F A C T S," crafted from fuzzy-felt and glued on haphazardly.*

*Dons this hat and goes to investigate.*
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[Mar. 18th, 2011|08:33 pm]

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[Mood | busy]

*is back in the office after a long weekend spent down south for his aunt's wedding* *having now met this Harry guy and snooped his finances what it's his job, is pretty sure Carol is in for a life of beach bum leisure or world travel, whichever takes her fancy at any given moment*

*has fallen into a good rhythm at work these days, getting to know his coworkers and re-establishing himself on the ladder* *is no longer surprised when this or that analyst pops in to ask him for an opinion or advice (but he does wonder who leaked his old and admittedly pretty impressive cost recovery record around the floor)* *can only assume it was Joy, though she denies it up and up and up the register down*

*is tidying up the last bits of paperwork on a pretty basic restructuring job when he gets a summons from the upstairs secretary* *and it's been such a peaceful day, too* *dutifully straightens his tie, unrolls his sleeves and heads to the elevator* *had to happen sometime dammit*
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[Mar. 16th, 2011|11:21 am]

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[Mood | optimistic]

*hightails it over to a dinky record store after he calls around and ascertains that they have a used copy of Noldorin for Dummies, Vol. 3 (you'd think a title like that would be more common in such a multilingual city)*

*takes a minute or two to chat with the cute punk girl working the register and impress her with details of his new job* Yeah, I was thinking of stopping by the House of the Fountain next. It's just up the street, right? *grins* Do you know anything about this Ecthelion guy, other than that he cuddles up to guitars on billboards?

*doesn't quite know what to make of it when the girl falls completely silent, immediately turning back to a pile of CDs she was sorting after she wraps up his purchase*
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[Mar. 15th, 2011|10:56 pm]
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*holy shitballs and fuck, in that order*

*practically flies to the Arch the minute she gets the news, with Mac and a small flock of rustled-up Swallows in tow*

*jumps out of the car, directing her people to make themselves useful* *jogs right past the barricades and flashing lights and keeps her eyes peeled for her ome House-twin buddy old pal fellow lord* *and Penlodh, too, dammit, if he didn't get his dumb ass killed this time*
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[Mar. 15th, 2011|03:13 pm]
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[Mood | working]

*is in the middle of the fiscal-year-end cycle and up to his neck in paperwork*

*not to mention some staffing issues that have materialized recently (oh Ted, you were such an up-and-comer)*

*is on his way back from dropping off reports at the palace while on the phone with Elemmakil* You getting enough of that coastal air yet?
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[Mar. 13th, 2011|09:44 pm]

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[Mood | calm]

*after quite a number of weeks spent between Gondolin, Nevrast and Thargelion, returns to Gondolin on something of a fact-finding mission (well, it makes a change from redistribution of goods)*

*has a leisurely morning, culminating in a couple of espressos in a coffee shop right in the centre of a rather upmarket shopping street* *is dressed for the occasion, in a smart, well-tailored suit*

*finally, crosses the street and window-shops for a while before going into a very classy-looking jewelry shop*
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[Mar. 13th, 2011|03:52 pm]

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[Mood | productive]

*during a break in filming, heads up to Gondolin for a week or so to fulfill some promotional duties on the road*

*doesn't really mind the trip, considering she doesn't get to see any of her family very often especially since she tends avoid her father like the plague* *with this aim, makes plans to meet her aunt for a girls' lunch out one afternoon*
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[Mar. 10th, 2011|04:54 pm]
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[Mood | stressed]

*given the climate in the city lately and her father's near-death experience, her parents are set on making the move sooner rather than later*

*is pretty much all packed up except for the last-minute things and whatever else they need for the past week*

*shows up at school to turn in papers and pass some letters to the principal (even though her dad's already got the rest of her lessons to do at home til they can work something out)*

*stops by football practice after class cause goodbyes won't get any easier will they*
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[Mar. 1st, 2011|10:50 pm]

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*is going through some of his letters over breakfast: yes, it's a weekday and he's actually out of bed for breakfast with his husband; he mightn't be out of the house or, indeed, fully-clothed but he's up, damnit!*

*chewing on a pancake, gestures at a memo from the Palace* Hm, see that Celeborn is in residence. That's interesting. *looks up at his husband, a bright smile on his face* I know my House does the tourism part but I'm going to assume that our Fearless Leader has chosen you to show the young man about. *rather amused* I think you're officially the Face of Gondolin now?

[edit] *following a successful morning meeting, finishing up the last of the Special Ops debriefs, is informed that his 11.15am appointment is here*

*glances at the clock, figuring that, whoever it is, there should still be plenty of time to get to the Fountain for noon cupcakes (and, for once, that isn't a euphemism)*
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[Feb. 27th, 2011|11:59 pm]
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[Mood | uncomfortable]

*Wonders if Marian was onto something when she suggested doing something to get her mind off crazy sex dreams.*

*Figures that she probably owes Kirin an apology for being subjected to her family's insanity at the festival anyway.*

*Rifles through her father's rolodex (he never got the hang of mobile phone address books) until she finds his number and dials.*
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[Feb. 27th, 2011|10:19 pm]
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[Mood | guilty]

*Paces around the top floor of Ilmarin, keeping an eye on events to the East, as he has been doing ever since Vána's judgement.*

*Feels somewhat encouraged at Ulmo's reports of Noldor and Sindar working together but can't shake the feeling that he's been entirely too complacent of late.*

*Notices something untoward in the distance.* *Makes a note to tell Aulë to keep an eye on his maiar, especially after what happened last time.* Oh Olórin, you too? *sighs* Orë is not a toy.
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