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[Mar. 10th, 2011|04:54 pm]
ellonel
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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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[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*

[edit]

*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|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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[Jan. 19th, 2011|06:08 pm]

turin
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*finds a high-powered flashlight, fills it with fresh batteries, and goes out into the streets of Menegroth as promised*

*thinks at first that the situation doesn't seem too bad—nothing has obviously exploded many people look a bit panicked in the glow of the emergency lights, their foot traffic somewhat chaotic; but some even look resigned, perhaps having lived through the Great Delving Blackouts of past years*

*wanders down in the direction of his mother's shop, thinking to check on her while he's out* *occasionally points passersby in the right direction or tries to reassure them although more than occasionally (and perhaps understandably), they look terrified to see him*

[Edit] *reappears inside Vána's workshop (now is not the time for social graces)*
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[Nov. 7th, 2010|07:32 pm]

elrond
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[Mood | calm]

*has the house to himself one weekday afternoon, what with Arwen at school and Celebrían tied up in meetings all day*

*...or mostly to himself, anyway; certainly is at his leisure in the den, browsing leisurely through a stack of books (he knows his companion won't mind, and may find one or two items of interest himself)*

*lightly* About time you decided to take a walk for a change. I was starting to get jealous of the zen paradise that is Lórell Inn.
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[Nov. 6th, 2010|01:48 pm]
ex_envinyata419
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*at 8 o'clock on the dot (not a moment before, not a moment after), rings the doorbell of the house in which Arwen lives with her parents*

*is ridiculously excited about seeing Elrond again, though he feels the tiniest bit guilty not to have told anything about this to his own parents (who are just happy that he's taking a nice girl to the dance)*

*is nervous about meeting Celebrían for the first time, having heard so much about her from her children and from growing up in a home in which her presence lingered long after her departure*

*stands on the front doorstep, bouncing slightly on the balls of his feet as he waits for the door to be opened*
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[Nov. 3rd, 2010|11:28 am]
ellonel
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*having pre-consulted with Heather, spends an inordinate amount of time assessing her closet for what to wear to the dance*

*has also not figured out how to break the news that a senior BOY boy will be picking her up for said dance, given the fact that she has previously shown no interest in dances and no boys have previously collected her for any*

*opts for uber-casual* *grabs a soda from the fridge and passes by her dad's study on her way back upstairs* So I'm going to the dance tonight! Be back not too late!

*...* *launches herself back up the stairs before she can meet with resistance*
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[Aug. 16th, 2010|12:04 pm]

elrond
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[Mood | discontent]

*comes home from the latest in what has been a rather frustrating series of days filled with bureaucracy at the hospital (yes, frustrating even for him)*

*promptly calls a family meeting*
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[Jul. 25th, 2010|08:49 pm]

glaurfindel
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[Mood | cheerful]

*has really enjoyed having Elrond, Celebrían and family to stay and makes every attempt to persuade Elrond that there are enough crazies in Gondolin to make it worth his while moving her (Eru, there are enough crazies in the House of the Golden Flower for that matter)*

*in spite of the failure to keep them here for ever, decides to have a barbeque towards the end of their stay, which will obviously not be on a level with the Fountain barbeque, which is coming up soon* *after some brief dithering, decides to invite Elemmakil and Egalmoth even though he's pretty certain that Elemmakil isn't talking to either him or Ecthelion as yet*

*is, of course, not doing any of the barbequing himself (these people didn't sign up for food poisoning, after all!) and contents himself with making sure that the drinks are in order as he waits for the others to join him out in the garden of the Flower*

*does wish that Erestor was (a) in the vicinity and (b) not on the outs with most of Gondolin because his absence is all the more obvious in such familiar company*
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[Jun. 17th, 2010|09:55 am]

elrond
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[Mood | pensive]

*has been thinking about Thingol's extreme diversionary tactics ever since the subject came up* *thinks it's crazy, sure, but an intriguing concept all the same*

*is helping Celebrían clean up after dinner one evening when he decides to broach the subject with her (they can laugh about it together)* So Thingol said the strangest thing to me the other day...
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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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[Feb. 11th, 2010|08:51 am]

ecthelion
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[Mood | melancholy]

*before his first appointment of the morning, finally gets around to organizing the contents of his desk drawers, a task he's less apt to do now that he has a personal secretary (but which needs doing with the same frequency, it seems)*

*is sitting on the floor behind his desk, clearing out the bottom drawer when his hand falls on a sheet of paper long forgotten, a letter creased and well-worn (and much-loved)*

*flexes the sudden heavy feeling out of his fingers and manages to lift the letter out of the drawer, eyes and hands scanning the familiar lines (I love knowing that you're there for me) (you gave me a reason to keep going and to keep living)*

*pulls himself to his feet, crumpling the paper into a ball as he does, though he finds he doesn't need to see the words to remember them (I know that it's not the end of Órë if we do argue)*

*flattens the paper out again with a tiny sigh, smoothing it across his desk (here's to all the years together)*

*tears the letter, first into long strips and then into tiny, neat pieces as Esther's voice sounds over the intercom to tell him his nine o'clock is on his way in*
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[Feb. 10th, 2010|11:34 am]

elrond
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[Mood | worried]

*after receiving a somewhat alarming voicemail and conducting an even more alarming phone conversation, promptly packs an overnight bag, kisses his wife and daughter goodbye, and gets himself to Gondolin as quickly as can be managed on such short notice*

*walks into Gondolin Memorial Hospital (ooh, shiny) early in the afternoon, where he presents himself as a visitor and, receiving the proper clearance, finds his way to Glorfindel's room*

*taps lightly on the open door, not wanting to startle the occupant with a stranger's presence (and isn't that a disturbing thought?)* *can't help grinning as he looks around the room (he knows his old friend, even if the same cannot be said for Glorfindel)* Whew. I'm glad I didn't bring flowers. I'm thinking the world's facing a sudden shortage.
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[Oct. 21st, 2009|10:13 pm]
el_rohir
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[Mood | weird]

*has had an incredibly busy week, between proposing to his girlfriend, finding out she's already married, and oh yes, remembering another lifetime (in which he was not an actor) (in which he really did kick a lot of ass)* *actually, busy may not even be the word, but he doesn't have anything comparable to go on*

*in the days following his and Ethan's crash memory recall, stops in to see Amarië and informs her that he's taking an emergency leave of absence* *isn't really surprised when she seems unimpressed by the revelation that he's Elrond Peredhel's son, but thinks she might be a tiny bit impressed when he doesn't fidget or blush even once (she didn't fire him on the spot, anyway)* *also spends a day at his Órë-parents' house wow that's a strange way to think of them, explaining and re-explaining and reassuring the Burkholders that he's still their son, even if he remembers being someone else's, too*

*is in no way prepared for the next part when he and Ethan (and Jason the interpreter) step off the train in Delving, duffels hastily packed and Internet directions in hand* *waits until they're all packed into a taxi before wriggling around to sign to his brother* We're sure they aren't on vacation?
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[Oct. 11th, 2009|09:46 pm]
ulmondil
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[Mood | chipper]

*arrived yesterday in Sirion and was rather taken aback at how familiar it all seems, in spite of the fast food joints and supermarkets* *is very taken by the hotel on the seafront (though not as taken by it as Idril is) and is very satisfied with the security measures put in place by Rôg*

*wakes up (or is woken up by Ecthelion) good and early on the morning of the wedding, which is at noon* *indulges in a pint or two in the hotel bar to steady his nerves (and has no idea why Ecthelion is so nervous, seeing as he's not the one getting married today) (not that Tuor is nervous either, of course!)*

*finally, just before noon, is standing at the top of a makeshift aisle on the beach, enjoying the very end of the warm(-ish) autumn sunshine*

*murmuring* Now I'll allow that kilts probably weren't the best choice. Still, my skin hue must match my blue tartan, right?
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[Oct. 2nd, 2009|10:19 pm]

erest0r
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[Mood | distressed]

*having been officially kicked out of the Fountain on leave, is crashing in Menegroth with Elrond and his family* *has brought along his laptop so he can keep up with his schoolwork, but aside from that, is content to sleep, doze, and lounge away the long weeks of triple-duty* *is really too used to living alone, though—accidentally walked in on Celebrían changing clothes the second morning* *oops*

*three nights in, has apparently rested enough to allow his subconscious free rein once more* *or maybe it's just been biding its time (it's been at least two weeks since he last died in his sleep, after all)*

*jerks awake out of a sound slumber, his pulse slamming against his ribs, breath stuck in his throat* *spends a good three or four minutes sitting bolt-upright in bed, staring at the clock (1:17am... 1:18am... 1:19am), before he pushes back the covers and stumbles out of the guest room*

*quietly wanders down to the kitchen for a glass of water, and once he's there, begins seriously entertaining thoughts of just staying up until it's time to put the coffee on for his hosts* *doubts he'll be getting back to sleep any time soon*
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[Jun. 8th, 2009|07:07 pm]
erendis
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[Mood | pensive]

*miraculously has a few hours to spare to herself before while Macalaurë is catching up with his brother and Aaron is sleeping*

*is so over-tired herself that instead of catching an hour of sleep, she simply sits herself down on the couch amongst the detritus of baby-related flotsam and jetsam and listens to the silence*

(*and perhaps checks in on her son once or three times*)

*takes the opportune moment to make a call she'd been considering* *dials the MHC*
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[Apr. 6th, 2009|09:15 am]

elrond
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[Mood | anxious]

*travels to Ossiriand to attend a three-day conference full of very dry talks by very scholarly psychiatrists who are about as animated as textbooks when they speak*

*(in other words, is really looking forward to it)*

*spends the morning of his arrival settling in at the hotel and networking a bit but finds he's unable to really concentrate when he sits down to have a look at the organizational material in his conference packet*

*very hesitantly digs up his phone to call in a favor, even though he promised himself he wouldn't*
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[Jan. 11th, 2009|07:18 pm]
canafinwe
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[Mood | restless]

*spends a few days rattling around his mother's house & neighbourhood* *knows he will eventually reach the point of having to go home to work, but isn't without something keeping him here*

*makes touch with Erendis, a little more productively, and offers to go with her on house hunting in the area*

*has his agent forward any mail that's collected, to his mother's* *is fairly cheered to find a picture in the pile*

*on instinct, decides to call Elrond, then waits nervously hesitantly as the phone rings*
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