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[Mar. 20th, 2011|08:36 pm]
eluchil
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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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[Feb. 22nd, 2011|09:01 pm]
eluchil
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[Mood | blah]

*can't quite believe Celeborn is skipping town so soon* *really can't believe Cel is skipping town to go to Gondolin to learn official ambassador-ing from the Noldor* *it breaks his head a little to even think those words in that order*

*drags himself out of bed way, way too early to meet his cousin at the train station* *is appalled by the security measures this simple jaunt will require, but in the end, decides he would much rather feel like a moron mildly inconvenience a few travelers than let Cel go without saying goodbye* *is not a girl, shut up it's been a rough month*
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[Feb. 10th, 2011|06:16 pm]
queenmelian
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*having cleaned out every flower vendor operating outside Menegroth proper (and quite a few outside Doriath, as well), makes it through the funeral proceedings with gritted teeth serenity* *has already made arrangements to remove and replace the worst of the city's dead foliage, as her own attempts to heal the damage have been half-hearted at best* *thinks perhaps it might be time to call in the heavyweight*

*gets down to business as soon as it's feasible to do so otherwise she'll be tempted to sit in her dead, darkened garden and drink some more* *begins by summoning Elrond to Thingol's her office, asking Mardil to show him in when he arrives*
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[Jan. 22nd, 2011|04:25 pm]
beleg
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*hears Melian's message, the force of which is like a punch to the stomach and surely Melian can feel, in response, her bone deep shock and sorrow and what was the last thing she said to Thingol? Something inane about the power being out?* *is weirdly grateful for Túrin, in some crystal clear thought, for making her used to this form of transport*

*gets out her phone and breaks into a run* *firstly, calls Haleth and Mablung, ordering them to the Palace instantly (she trusts no one else with this task) and telling Mablung to bring Arandur with him* *arrives at the quarters of Beren and Lúthien and pounds on the door as she lets herself in and realises (heartbroken) that she will have to tell them why she is here*

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*having ensure the safety of the Royal Family, immediately seeks out Melian, and when she presents herself before the Queen (Regent?), she bows her head, pale and resolute*
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[Jan. 20th, 2011|07:33 pm]
galadhriel
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*isn't entirely sure what's been going on in school today but it's been one helluvan odd day, altogether*

*firstly, that new substitute teacher is weird and, then, all the lights go out*

*does what any self-respecting outcast, half-Noldorin, half-Telerin princess would do and bunks school* *texts the boys as she slips off the school grounds* what the mandos? lights out everywhere. heading back to palace now
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[Jan. 20th, 2011|01:14 pm]

elrond
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[Mood | stressed]

*runs back to his desk, getting the phone all the way up to his ear before remembering (of course that's not going to work)*

*tries his mobile but only gets an ugly busy tone, the sound of which dredges up memories of the day the palace went down (and no, the irony has not escaped him)*

*leaves the office immediately, striding toward the elevators with only one objective in mind—find the king*
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[Dec. 9th, 2010|12:29 pm]
eluchil
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[Mood | depressed]

*in the days after he and his parents practically fled in the night with his grandparents, has been "encouraged" to stay inside the Palace while his schooling's sorted and the rest of his family's belongings are transported to Menegroth*

*hasn't seen or talked to anyone aside from his mother, father, and grandmother, mostly because he's avoiding everyone else or maybe they're avoiding him* *checked out every Arda-history book in the Palace library containing information on Celegorm, Beren, and Lúthien—and when those proved less than helpful, got the unedited versions from Melian* *read everything the first day and spent that night wide awake and sick to his stomach*

*finally gets tired of pacing around the suite he's sharing with his parents* *leaves a note for them, slips past (doubled) security, and makes his way to the marchwardens' station in hopes of talking to Mablung or Beleg or Haleth or someone who's not going to treat him like a little kid both a friend and kickass enough to qualify as security*
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[Dec. 3rd, 2010|11:56 am]

thingol
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[Mood | crazy]

*it's late in the fourth quarter, tied at 21, third and seven at the Groundhogs' 40, and so he's expertly patched up, bundled up warm and doing what any decent grandfather of a star QB should be doing—blocking the view standing and waving his makeshift Bobcats paraphernalia from halfway up on the 50-yard line, screaming (along with everyone else) at the top of his lungs*

YOU CALL THAT AN OFFENSIVE LINE? PROTECT YOUR QB, YOU PORKY SONS OF BITCHES! *looks down at the woman sitting on the bleacher seat directly below him, who whirls around with a ferocious glare and covers her young son's ears* WHAT.
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[Nov. 14th, 2010|06:27 pm]
eluchil
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[Mood | sick]

*goes straight home and doesn't throw up, but doesn't feel much like eating anything, either* *begs off supper entirely (a rarity, to be sure) and goes to bed much sooner than he'd planned, cold and miserable* *figures he'll get up early to work on his paper*

*spends the first half of the night drifting in and out of weird, frightening dreams* *finally gives up on the sleep thing several hours before his alarm clock is due to go off, and in frustration, heads out to the kitchen for some milk*

*takes his mug to the living room and flips on the TV, muting it as he hunkers down on the couch under a knit throw* *vaguely hopes the infomercials might put him back to sleep* *...a hope that slowly drains down the tubes while the minutes tick by, the milk left untouched*
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[Nov. 7th, 2010|07:37 pm]
queenmelian
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*has retired to her garden for an evening appletini or four, thinking to relax after a rather full day*

*lounges on an elegant daybed and reads, half her attention on the colorful chorus of birds going about their business in the trees overhead* *hums softly in easy (H)armony with them between sips*

*after a while, is politely interrupted by a servant informing her she has a call* *takes the phone and checks the caller ID before answering, a broad smile on her lips* Domíran!
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[Nov. 3rd, 2010|06:54 pm]
eluchil
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[Mood | determined]

*contrary to Mablung's well-intentioned advice, has not played any field (except the hundred-twenty yards of turf) since returning home from Menegroth*

*has gotten back into the swing of school all right, what with homework and peeps and the crazy life of the starting QB (Bankside's own Meeerkat!!), but even with everything in the world going for him, still finds it comes up short at the end of the day (when her stupid ringtone never rings, and he doesn't know what she's mad at her dad about today, and he hasn't had to sneak or lie or do anything remotely criminal in weeks)*

*after trying to catch her out at her/their usual hangouts and completely failing (is she totally avoiding me or do I just really suck at timing??), decides he's got to do something... yeah, borderline criminal (what would Lily do?)* *rides his bike out to her father's place and finds his way back through the woods and along the river, right up to the stone wall* *digs his binoculars out of his backpack and carefully peers up at one window in particular yes he feels like a TOTAL CREEPER*

*breathes deeply, takes out his phone and wings a text to a number that's been dead-silent for longer than he can stand to think about* i'm going to climb the trellis again. see you in five.
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[Sep. 22nd, 2010|09:20 pm]
eluchil
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[Mood | gloomy]

*the night before he's to leave for home, is feeling pretty damned mopey about life in general* *is looking forward to football, sure, but nobody looks forward to school starting up again, ugh* *plus there's the fact that he'll miss his grandparents and Uncle Elmo and Cel*

*also, he has no idea what he's going to do about Lily*

*decides to kill two birds with one stone* *to that end, calls Mablung*
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[Aug. 30th, 2010|06:30 pm]
ex_envinyata419
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[Mood | chipper]

*cannot believe that it's a matter of days before school starts again (and that he's going to be a senior and football captain and everything)*

*decides to celebrate one of his final days of freedom by heading down to a local diner for a burger and milkshake (it's going to be healthy food and high-protein shakes from here on in!)* *arrives way before any of his friends and sits up at the counter while waiting for them to come by*
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[Aug. 27th, 2010|11:40 am]

ninquelote
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[Mood | sick]

*manages to go about her day-to-day in Gondolin for a little while, but quickly comes to the conclusion that what she really needs is to talk to her boyfriend*

*makes sure that her mother is reasonably nearby before retreating to her room to make the call*
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[Aug. 11th, 2010|08:31 pm]
eluchil
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*has been texting and calling his girlfriend for the past two days, desperate to make sure she's really okay after what had to be the suckiest vacation ever* *has gotten bits and pieces from the staff and family members in the know (all three of them—Cel (duh), his father (duh), and his grandmother (double duh)), but can't bring himself to be calm until he actually talks to Lily (god oh god what if she hates me now)*

*after yet another fruitless call (leave a message), pitches his phone at the other end of the couch in frustration* *calls out in typical teenaged-boy fashion, his voice echoing all over the guest quarters* Mo-om! Are you here??
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[Jul. 25th, 2010|10:32 am]
eluchil
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*calls his dad from the relative safety of the hotel and begs asks him to meet them as a matter of emergency* *keeps things as vague as he can without totally freaking his father out (no one's dying yet, nothing's on fire yet, just please? I'll explain in person)*

*follows Celeborn's lead and exits through the hotel kitchen, keeping his head down and moving fast through the back-alleys and storefronts as they make their way to the appointed spot* *finally glances up and sees the sign for the dinky, smokey little diner he and Cel used to haunt when they first got the run of the kingdom together*

*cranes his neck and peers at the few people loitering outside the diner* *distractedly* Do you see my dad anywhere?
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[Jul. 22nd, 2010|09:00 am]

celeborn
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[Mood | stressed]

*having safely returned to Menegroth, splits up from his grandfather (who seems in a hurry to go and talk to Elu, anyway) on the pretense of seeing Lily back to "school"*

*was sweating bullets when they first entered the city and he thought Lily was going to have to show papers, but he kept his arm around her and acted perfectly normal and they walked right through (and of course nobody was going to stop him or his grandfather)*

*turns to Lily once they're out on the street (and at relatively low risk of being overheard)* Now listen. I'm gonna put you in a cab. Go straight to the hotel. Don't get in any trouble. Don't talk to anybody. And for fuck's sake, don't call Mír. I'll track him down and tell him where you are. This was such a bad idea. Got it, Lil? ...Lily?
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[Jul. 10th, 2010|09:34 pm]
eluchil
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*on his second-to-last day in Gondolin with his father, is out for a walk around town with Lily* *has had a great trip, so far, between spending lots of quality (oh, the quality) time with his girlfriend, hanging out with his cousin and Galadriel, and generally enjoying the benefits of being tight with royalty*

*at the moment, strolling hand-in-hand with her, can almost imagine that he and Lily a normal pair of teenagers in love (omg), and not a pair of fugitives from their families* *...well, okay, so he's not a fugitive in the literal sense, but there's a real threat of nukes, anyway?*

*cranes his neck to look up at yet another tall, shining building* *only half-joking* So, like, if we ever have to seriously run away together, what's say we come here for a while? I'm pretty sure Finrod would put us up, she helped my parents and stuff. Or I could just never leave again, that would work, too.
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[Jun. 10th, 2010|08:41 pm]
galadhriel
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*is fairly pleased about having a potential new friend (mostly because she doesn't have all that many friends)* *is less than pleased that the one time she gets to come to Gondolin, her second cousin is also in town (what are the odds?)*

*gets all dolled up and supposes it would be polite to invite her second cousin and, apparently, the son of her sister's friend?* *not that she usually cares about being polite, of course, but should probably make some effort in the country where her sister is Queen*

*heads up to the quarters that were assigned to her (and pretty nice quarters they are too, with two bedrooms and a huge living room, with widescreen TV, etc)* *manages to extract a couple of bottle of vodka from one of the Palace staffers, through a combination of bribery and blackmail* *has a shot of vodka, in the name of experimentation, before the others arrive (and prepares to assume a bored expression if Celeborn arrives first)*
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[Jun. 10th, 2010|09:20 am]

thingol
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[Mood | annoyed]

*is in his office, happily going about making the lives of everyone in Doriath more fearful efficient and productive, when Mardil buzzes to tell him his noon appointment is here (the same noon appointment who's been buzzing around his head every week for the past way-too-long)*

*oh, but this time, he's prepared* Send in the good doctor!
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