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[Aug. 25th, 2008|12:21 am] |
*has been ever so worried about Salgant ever since his unfortunate run-in with Glorfindel's fist*
*bakes a dozen cupcakes, covers them with strawberry icing and sprinkles, and writes one letter on top of each, spelling out "GET WELL SOON" ... "!"*
*stops by the House of the Harp*
*also brings extra bandages, just in case* *knows all about fist-related "accidents"* |
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[Aug. 25th, 2008|12:32 am] |
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*can't decide if she's excited or worried for Idril's return to Gondolin, particularly after her unpleasant encounter with Elenwë*
*on one hand, Idril was actually starting to like her before... everything*
*on the other hand... everything*
*ends up in the foyer around the time they're due to return* *really wishes Pete would stop looking at her like she needs to be tackled and restrained* |
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[Aug. 25th, 2008|06:05 pm] |
*gets the requisite time off and sets out with Haleth for the drive to Lindon*
(*makes a note to remember to call his mom when they get there*)
*follows directions on a hand-drawn map from Gil-galad's explanations*
*is pretty sure he's pulled down the right drive when the car stops* (*wow, he really wasn't kidding about the ski resorts, eh?*) |
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[Aug. 25th, 2008|06:41 pm] |
*through various means and ways (aided and abetted by Caranthir's superior organisation skills), infiltrates Delving (and will never be persuaded to speak of the method ever)*
*makes his way to Finduilas' apartment building and even helps the elderly lady from the upstairs apartment to carry her shopping in*
*positions himself outside Finduilas' door and waits for her to come home from work*
(*is utterly prepared for any eventuality, with a concealed gun and having texted Celegorm with the location of his last will and testament*) |
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[Aug. 25th, 2008|09:20 pm] |
*two hours and five minutes later, walks into his office carrying the Gondolin Gazette* *newspaper of choice in the Royal Household!*
*takes a seat behind his desk, opens the paper, and begins reading*
*well, skimming* |
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sympathetic
mischievous