Glorfindel of the Golden Flower (glaurfindel) wrote in opus_two, @ 2008-07-14 20:04:00 |
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Current mood: | busy |
Entry tags: | &ecthelion&glorfindel, &ecthelion&maeglin, &glorfindel&maeglin, @ossiriand:ou, ecthelion, glorfindel, maeglin |
*lands in Ossiriand in the early hours of the morning* *is still not a fan of any part of flying but at least it wasn't dark*
*gets into a taxi without really paying any attention to the direction they're taking because his phone rings* Hello? -- Yeah, speaking. *listens before laughing* How did you get this number? Am I going to have to get my lawyers onto you? *waits for the response* Oh, my lawyers gave you my number? I'm gonna have to get new lawyers. *waits a beat* Or a new number.
*rummages in his bag while talking* OK. Shoot. *produces a gun* Blue. No, of course not really. Yellow, it's always yellow. *produces a second gun* I'm sorry, what? Have I ever--? Oh, always. Perpetually. *pins the phone between his ear and his shoulder* Oh, I wouldn't say that. *deftly begins to load one of the guns (with blanks)* Spiders. No, really. Would I lie? *loads the other gun* Well, except for the blue thing. *passes one of the guns to Ecthelion* Absolutely not. Never.