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[Sep. 22nd, 2008|09:30 am] |
*having invited her brother- and sister-in-law over for lunch, in anticipation of not seeing them much in the foreseeable future, goes about setting the table on the back porch and making a pitcher of lemonade*
*don't worry; the lemonade is the extent of her cooking* |
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[Jul. 21st, 2008|09:58 am] |
| [ | Tags | | | &amrod&celegorm, &amrod&nerdanel, &caranthir&celegorm, &caranthir&haleth, &caranthir&maedhros, &caranthir&maglor, &caranthir&nerdanel, &celebrimbor&curufin, &celebrimbor&haleth, &celebrimbor&nerdanel, &celegorm&curufin, &celegorm&maglor, &celegorm&nerdanel, &curufin&maglor, &curufin&nerdanel, &maedhros&maglor, &maedhros&nerdanel, &maglor&nerdanel, @ossiriand:celegorm's, amrod, caranthir, celebrimbor, celegorm, curufin, haleth, maedhros, maglor, nerdanel | ] |
| [ | Mood |
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*settles in with the twins in their hotel rooms before making their way over to Celegorm's house for their nice, cozy family dinner*
*and ohhh will there be Mandos to pay if any of the family are absent/unmannerly/homicidal* |
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[Mar. 30th, 2008|06:58 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | &amras&feanor, &amras&maedhros, &amras&nerdanel, &amrod&maedhros, &amrod&nerdanel, &feanor&maedhros, &feanor&nerdanel, &maedhros&nerdanel, &maglor&nerdanel, @vinyamar, @vinyamar:nerdanel's, amras, amrod, feanor, maedhros, maglor, nerdanel | ] |
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*Arrives at the airstrip in Vinyamar with Maedhros.*
*Steps off the private plane and turns around to give the contraption an appraising look.*
*Might just have found a modern invention he actually likes.*
*Really wishes he'd had these plane things during the flight of the Noldor.* |
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[Mar. 29th, 2008|11:30 pm] |
*hears the front door open just as she and her youngest are finishing narrowing down their dinner options* *removes her reading glasses* No, no, darling, one more pizza and your brother will be writing an Aldudénië of his very own.
*calling into the foyer as she stands and walks out that way* Hello, sweetheart! How does Telerin sound to—?
*sees hardly more than a swish of red hair on the staircase* *...* *hears a door slam a minute later*
*waits the requisite TORTUROUS amount of time to properly assess this situation before tentatively making her way up, stopping now and then to listen in confusion* |
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