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[Jul. 25th, 2009|01:59 pm] |
*arrives in Gondolin, as arranged, with her son and her daughter (and is rather pleased to have her family with her)* *is not so foolish as to expect to stay in the Palace so checks in to the premier hotel in Gondolin*
*hopes that her brother and his family won't be too surprised to see them!*
*once she is settled into the suite that she is to share with Maeglin and Liltëas, suggests going out to lunch and ventures forth into the City (her home) and smiles at the sunlight and the peace and quiet* |
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[Jul. 25th, 2009|10:12 pm] |
*has found himself taking up space in Ecthelion's office on a much more regular basis than usual, both because he's absorbing parts of his lord's workload (with or without Ecthelion's expressed consent) and because it's becoming a sort of habit between them, dropping in on each other as friends do* *not that they were ever unfriendly before, but slogging through the past year of hell has definitely left its mark for the better*
*sets his coffee on the edge of Ecthelion's desk and quickly flips through his topmost manila folder as he continues* Anyway, these are the req forms, they're all set to go, they just need your signature or my forgery. *closes that folder and moves it to the bottom of the pile in his lap, opening the second one down* This... what are these?... oh, this is finished, too, I'll drop it with Esther on my way out. *and on to the third folder, which he holds up in raised-eyebrow emphasis* Peak North. Again.
*conversationally* On a related note—as of this morning's meeting with the Registrar of Retirees with Nothing Better To Do, I've decided I don't want to be you when I grow up. |
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