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[Feb. 27th, 2011|10:19 pm] |
*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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[Jul. 21st, 2010|10:36 pm] |
*is about to engage in a very, very dangerous task (perhaps even more dangerous than the Dagor Dagorath which was a regular party, in truth)* *is about to infiltrate Ilmarin without telling Varda that he's there*
*late one night (or early one morning), streams into a particular window with the breaking down* *brushes himself off and smiles brightly* Hi! Good night? It was a good night. |
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[Mar. 14th, 2010|08:49 pm] |
*is nowhere near Gondolin when he feels a tremendous and truly horrible vibration that make his teeth rattle* *with an Eru-almighty scream, makes his way to Gondolin, arriving in the dead of night*
*pitches up in the garden of the Flower and listens and such is his rage that he uproots a strong but withered tree*
*roaring so loudly that it might be thunder (without lightning)* QUALMË!! |
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[Feb. 9th, 2010|07:33 pm] |
*Has spent quite a bit of time trying to work up the courage to tell Ilmarë that his diplomatic intervention with Eönwë wasn't so diplomatic.*
*Decides some Dutch Courage is in order so stops off at a favourite watering hole on the way to Ilmarin.*
*Spends rather longer than he really intended building up his courage but assures himself that he's okay to drive demanifest.* |
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[Oct. 30th, 2009|08:19 pm] |
*Realises that keeping her mouth shut is really, really not her strong point.*
*Decides that she needs to talk to someone.*
*Has no idea who though.*
*Dials her phone with a resigned sigh.* |
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[Oct. 22nd, 2009|10:11 pm] |
*Travels back to Ilmarin, still processing the fact that she has a brother on the same plane as her again (and has done ever since she descended).*
*Knows that she should respect Eönwë's wishes to be left alone but also knows that keeping her mouth shut is not her forte.*
*Heads out to one of the balconies and stargazes for a while.* |
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[Apr. 13th, 2009|04:05 pm] |
*Figures he'd best stick to his word and get in touch with Varda, lest he face the Wrath of Ilmarë, or worse still, the Bottle Lip Quiver of Ilmarë.*
*Dials at least three times before pressing 'send,' before finally mustering up the courage to call.*
*Sort of hopes that there's shouting. Can deal with shouting far better than icy cold silences.* |
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[Mar. 26th, 2009|11:51 pm] |
*Disembodies and makes her way over to Aman.*
*Considered using those airplane contraptions but couldn't bring herself to trust them, not being sure if the Kindreds were ever meant to fly (The last time Eru approved of intelligent beings flying, Manwë gave them wings, covered them in feathers and called them Eagles).*
*Reembodies outside Ilmarin and gives it an appraising look, thinking that there's more emphasis on shiny, shiny glass this time around, rather than old blue and white marble look.*
*Heads inside and waits by reception.* |
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[Feb. 23rd, 2009|10:18 pm] |
*Comes up with a suitable pretext.*
*Makes his way to Ilmarin to float the idea of selling advertising space on Linqil FM for various Súlimo Enterprises subsidiaries.*
*Has absolutely no intention of giving in to the demon of commercial radio but you know, pretext.* |
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[Sep. 28th, 2008|04:30 pm] |
*tries to find a Súlimo Enterprises accounts file that she's pretty sure she had on her own laptop but cannot locate it*
*knows that she emailed a copy to Manwë (and never knows why she bothers because it's not as though he shows the slightest interest in running his interests)* *goes into his living room and sees that his laptop is turned on, which does make things easier*
*sits down and starts to look for the file when she becomes distracted by an open chat log* *reads it*
*oh, the hurt anger* *and to think that Ulmo had to stand up for her!* |
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[Sep. 21st, 2008|08:43 pm] |
*Decides to have a night in with The Game on telly, a bowl of nachos and some quality lap-top time.*
*Logs on to his chat client to see who's about.* |
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[Aug. 16th, 2008|05:55 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | &beleg&turin, &namo&qualme, &telimektar&varda, @ilmarin, @menegroth:beleg's, @menegroth:turin's, beleg, namo, qualme, telimektar, turin, varda | ] |
*spends a great deal of time scouting the perimeter of Ossiriand, trying to track down the Ossiriand Ripper (is in no doubt that the Ainu he scared off is the perpetrator)* *stays most nights in Ingil's hospital room, partially corporeal, while the rest of him shines overhead*
*one morning, before the 6am drug round, leaves the room and travels, at speed, to Ilmarin*
*waits outside Varda's office, faintly perturbed that there's no sign of any staff until he remembers that it's 6am* |
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[Jul. 10th, 2008|11:43 pm] |
*Has been hearing some interesting things from a little bird fountain in Gondolin about a certain rehousing.*
*Flies to Aman and arranges for a chauffer to meet him at the airstrip and drive him to Ilmarin (he figured Manwë wouldn't mind him borrowing the limo).*
*Arrives in Ilmarin's reception, asks for an audience with Varda and waits there a like a proper, dignified visitor (instead of fobbing off the security guard at the desk and breezing through like normal).*
*Is wearing a nice tie and everything.* |
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[Apr. 24th, 2008|08:24 pm] |
*Has tea on the balcony at Ilmarin.*
*Munches thoughtfully on a crumpet and watches the East carefully as he feels a change in the air.*
*Ponders Nienna's assertion that he should get out more.* |
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[Mar. 30th, 2008|05:23 pm] |
*has finished a long day's work in the board-room of her newest acquisition (Taniquetil Fashions) and has arrived back Ilmarin*
*goes out onto one of the balconies to breathe in the night air* *stays motionless for a long time, starting to relax utterly, before seeing something very strange in the skies over Ossiriand*
*musters up her strength and begins to travel, at speed, in that direction*
Telimektar, honey? (*has never gotten over thinking of Telimektar as a little boy, even though it's two worlds since his birth*) Did you see that?
[edit] *unsuccessful in her bid to find out what's going on, speeds back to Ilmarin and arrives not long after first light* |
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[Mar. 11th, 2008|05:47 pm] |
*has been slowly catching up on everything that's happened since the end of Arda* *the high (low?) points, at least* *is particularly interested in the Bad News, what there is of it*
*feels quite a bit stronger, physically, but can't help but think that something is missing--something intangible, yet vitally important*
*sigh*
*checks herself out of Lórien and (carefully) heads out to see what she can see*
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*decides to visit her brother first* |
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[Jan. 3rd, 2008|05:34 pm] |
*receives a message from her personal assistant which, obviously arrived via her personal assistant's personal assistant's receptionist*
Manwë? We're needed in the boardroom.
*takes out her PDA and sends emails to the other members of the Pantheon to report to Ilmarin's boardroom ASAP* |
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