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[Mar. 28th, 2011|03:02 am] |
*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. 21st, 2011|05:57 pm] |
*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. 18th, 2011|08:33 pm] |
*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] |
*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|03:13 pm] |
*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] |
*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] |
*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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[Feb. 22nd, 2011|06:27 pm] |
*may be having the best week ever, which is something of a monumental achievement, considering!*
*has been packing up his house bit by bit since Doc's last visit, boxing things he doesn't use every day and keeping half an eye on houses for sale* *hasn't really told anyone but Carol about the plans, yet, since they don't have a concrete date and Doc's just beginning the process of unhooking himself from his life up north*
*does have one other person in mind to tell right away, though* *texts Glorfindel and arranges to meet him for coffee after work* (*yes, goes without his one cup of coffee all day to save it for the afternoon*) |
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[Feb. 16th, 2011|05:18 pm] |
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*can't quite believe what she's gotten herself into with this jewelry show gig* *had some little catwalk show in mind, maybe some sashaying, a twirl-snap at the end* *definitely wasn't expecting a high-society exhibit featuring the models as living art, each dripping with enough diamonds to feed a small country for a month*
*on the evening of the gala, finds herself perched on a raised pedestal set in the midst of a sparkling pool, the hem of her long silver gown trailing out into the water* *sits very still while the makeup/hair/accessory people fuss over the headdress and glitter and, of course, the diamonds* *drinks in the details while she can; as part of the VirtuesTM collection showcase, she's portraying blind(folded) Justice*
*minutes before the doors are to open, her fingers are guided around the gleaming scales and sword, and she has to stamp out the urge to giggle or kick her feet* *is solemn and serene and... and just, dammit* |
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[Feb. 2nd, 2011|06:24 pm] |
*has a wedding gift to find, and only a month left in which to find it* *and yes, that might seem like a long time, but he has no idea what to buy for the aunt who has everything and he would much rather get it all over with ASAP*
*to that end, organizes a Saturday task force consisting of himself (the wheels and complimentary lunch), Mac (the straight guy with the wedding-planner sister), and Esther (the advisor on all things girl)* *also, it's an excuse to go out with friends, and that's a habit he's building into as much as possible these days*
*by the time they exit the second department store empty-handed, has just about decided to get Carol a gift card and a bottle of champagne* *to Esther, a little helplessly* ...Look, I don't know what colors she likes. The house has been so many colors over the years—every room is different, how do I know which one she likes the best? |
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[Feb. 1st, 2011|04:10 pm] |
*returns from down south with the Gondolin contingent, having dispatched as many Freaks of Nature eiiiuuuughheiioughhhh as they could find*
*is accompanied by one Fountain officer at less than tip-top condition*
*unlocks the door to her apartment* What have I told you about those weak ankles? |
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[Jan. 21st, 2011|08:40 pm] |
*applied at a few different places around town, but was oddly relieved when his old stomping grounds took the bait (familiar grounds, at least)* *one long phone interview and a face-to-face with an HR director later, is once again a senior financial analyst with Sunrise Capital Group*
*heads up to Sunrise's bright corporate skyscraper on his first day back, tie in place and briefcase in hand* *can't help a warm rush of nostalgia, despite the cold wind and the tiny hollow lodged in the pit of his stomach; SCG was his first job away from home, his day-definer for the first two years he lived in this world's Ondolindë*
*introduces himself at the front desk and is directed to the seventeenth floor* *boards the elevator with a handful of sharp-suited folks he doesn't know, none of whom seem to know each other, either, beyond a greeting nod (and it may be down to the buttons they press: fourth floor, seventh floor, twenty-first floor)* *sighs inwardly and straightens his tie (game day, Erestor)* |
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[Jan. 5th, 2011|07:28 pm] |
*following a leisurely Erumas, spent in Vinyamar, with very little done by way of work (just the merest bit of rum-running and the removal of some goods here and there)*
*bids his parents goodbye (and his mother gives him a packed lunch, d'awww) and makes his way to Gondolin* Eru, it's been a while.
*checks into a boutique hotel in town and, after lunch, ventures into the city, to see how much or little it has changed since Arda (the fact that it's not just been razed to the ground helps with the first impression, certainly)* |
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[Jan. 4th, 2011|01:28 am] |
*Seats himself in a Gondolin town square, waiting for Olorin so they can commence his educational tour of Orë.*
*Thinks about toning down his scepticism but as he watches the city's denizens apparently sleep-walking through their day, is fairly sure he's going to be proved right.* |
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[Nov. 19th, 2010|09:31 pm] |
*Goes to Gondolin to make sure everything's holding up as it should and finds that no, it isn't falling down, at least not today. He could have told Aulë that; he does good work dammit, he knows what he's doing, if he builds something it stays up, but nooooo, they have to check these things, oversight, accountability, red tape bollocks, so bloody inefficient, he could so run things better...*
*Settles in cafe to people watch because that's a damn sight more fun than checking on foundations that aren't fucking moving any time soon.*
*Quietly hums to himself and has a good listen and pigeon-holes the people he sees.*
Cheating on his wife. Shoplifter. Wants to put her mother in a home. Closet homosexual. Closet heterosexual...Eru, these people are horrid. |
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[Nov. 10th, 2010|05:42 pm] |
*hadn't thought to visit Gondolin next, but after seeing Elrond and Erestor, decides he'd better drop in on that corner* *and it's not as though he has an itinerary to rearrange, anyhow*
*leaves Menegroth and makes his way north, arriving into the city early one bright, chilly afternoon* *shrugs into his grey woolen coat and scarf (an afterthought, of course) and sets off to find Glorfindel*
*is amused when, after only an hour of wandering the streets and asking some helpful passers-by, he's directed to the rather pleasant Telerin café where the Lords of the Flower and the Fountain are supposedly lunching together* *steps in unobtrusively at first, so as not to interrupt right off the bat* |
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[Sep. 19th, 2010|05:09 pm] |
*is getting her son dressed one morning when she realizes that, once again, her adorable little weedling is on the verge of outgrowing his clothes!* *do all babies toddlers grow this quickly??* *checks her schedule and decides to take him out for a shopping day, figuring she'll pick up some things for herself and Turgon while she's at it*
*makes good progress during the morning and stops off at a deli with an outdoor seating area for lunch (might as well, since it's still nice enough out)* *sets Alexander up with juice, grapes, and half a sandwich, keeping half an eye on him while she people-watches* |
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[Aug. 4th, 2010|11:52 am] |
*makes his way over to Edible Complex on his lunch break, having demanded a meeting with Ecthelion to "discuss" Ecthelion's latest fuck-ups in re allocation of shared funding*
*also has a few choice words in mind regarding the fact that he was forced to abandon his lunch plans (crispy fried chicken and buttery mashed potatoes and succulent gravy, oh my) in favor of coming to this stupid café*
*does not have any intention of bringing up his latest independent research project (but then it's not like he's learned anything interesting thus far)* |
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[Aug. 2nd, 2010|11:12 pm] |
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*is actually rather surprised at how much she misses her daughter and almost regrets letting her go to Ossiriand all alone until she hits upon the perfect solution*
*travels to Ossiriand with the express intention of surprising her daughter and accompanying her back to Gondolin, perhaps via Fingon in Hithlum*
*is in a rather brilliant mood when she arrives at her daughter's father's house and is even a bit amused at the servants' surprise at seeing her* *has no wish to see the master of the house (and is certain he is otherwise occupied with his tabloid edition of romance)*
*texts Lily (surprise! am in ossiriand at your father's house. dinner and a late flight tonight okay? mom xxx) and makes herself comfortable in the library, while she waits* |
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busy
apathetic
cynical
annoyed