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[Feb. 13th, 2011|10:30 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | &aredhel&celegorm, &aredhel&curufin, &aredhel&nimloth, &celegorm&curufin, &celegorm&nimloth, &curufin&nimloth, @ossiriand:celegorm's, aredhel, celegorm, curufin, nimloth | ] |
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*after seeing that his cousin is safely settled in at the hotel, very calmly and composedly walks into some random dive-y pub in town* *the sort the peasants love, where the walls reek of old beer and at least one regular is guaranteed to be passed out on his barstool by two in the afternoon*
*proceeds to get magnificently hammered*
*this done, appropriates a bottle of whiskey for the road and weaves walks the five or so miles to his house* *can't bet on whether Aredhel will be at his house or hers, these days, but (a) their daughter's still at his, and (b) he's been nice to her lately, both of which tend to increase the odds in his favor*
*stumbles in through the front door and slams it shut, shrugging off his coat and dropping it on the floor* *kicks off his shoes with such force that one knocks over the umbrella stand*
Íriiiiiissë! *takes another swig from the bottle and grimaces* You've got to. Listen. And so proud of me when. ÍRISSË. |
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[Jan. 22nd, 2011|12:44 am] |
*still hasn't been able to contact Káni* *has tried her mobile number multiple times, has emailed all of the addresses he has for her and has called all of the numbers he ever had for her*
*eventually, realises that he's going to have to do something he really doesn't want to do*
*would far rather go right on ahead and charter a flight to Delving, ban on Noldor be damned, but mans up and dials the number* |
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[Jan. 3rd, 2011|02:11 pm] |
*goes back inside after seeing her grandfather off, carrying her Erumas present*
*was really quite glad for the bright spot in her day (she needed it)* *suspects she will now be returned to the regularly scheduled suckage* |
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[Jan. 2nd, 2011|11:49 pm] |
*Heads over Celegorm's with a parcel tucked under his arm.*
*Storms up the path towards the front door with a look on his face that says if anyone challenges him, that parcel may end up inserted somewhere unpleasant. It's not that he wants to use his grandaughter's Erumas present as an offensive weapon but he's in that bad a mood, and he can always buy another copy of The Ossiriand Companion to Ballet.* |
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[Dec. 6th, 2010|08:36 pm] |
*having received a very curt text from Celegorm, along the lines of: L staying at mine. Need to talk., makes her way to his house, in something of a rage, albeit a very restrained one*
*does not appreciate being summoned in this way and can't even begin to imagine why Ninquelótë should be staying in that house* *flicks on the car radio as she drives over and is stunned to hear the news (guns drawn at a high school football game)*
*arrives at Turco's and storms up the front steps into the hall, demanding to know where the master of the house is* |
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[Nov. 6th, 2010|10:33 pm] |
*is extremely pleased with how her (and her daughter's) home is progressing, thanks largely due to Nerdanel and Curufin (!)* *does feel that it's missing something, however*
*when she's fairly certain that Celegorm will be out, makes her way to his house and goes out to the stables*
*makes some arrangements with the head groom before she goes to find Buttercup* *not bothering with a saddle, only puts on the bridle and departs for a long ride, through the countryside she has grown to know (and love) so well*
*is a little bit morose when she returns to the stable, having poured her heart out to her horse* |
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[Aug. 2nd, 2010|11:12 pm] |
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*is actually rather surprised at how much she misses her daughter and almost regrets letting her go to Ossiriand all alone until she hits upon the perfect solution*
*travels to Ossiriand with the express intention of surprising her daughter and accompanying her back to Gondolin, perhaps via Fingon in Hithlum*
*is in a rather brilliant mood when she arrives at her daughter's father's house and is even a bit amused at the servants' surprise at seeing her* *has no wish to see the master of the house (and is certain he is otherwise occupied with his tabloid edition of romance)*
*texts Lily (surprise! am in ossiriand at your father's house. dinner and a late flight tonight okay? mom xxx) and makes herself comfortable in the library, while she waits* |
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[Jan. 25th, 2010|06:39 pm] |
*has settled into a routine of sorts in Ossiriand, which primarily consists of spending as much time with her daughter as possible, and as little time with her daughter's father as possible*
*generally tries to avoid going near Celegorm's house but allows that it is occasionally unavoidable, when Lily's lessons run late, &c*
*ensuring that she is impeccably turned out, in a top, a pair of jeans and a perfectly tailored coat, makes her way to Celegorm's house, feeling edgy as soon as she passes through the gateway* |
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[Nov. 2nd, 2009|07:03 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | &aredhel&celegorm, &aredhel&curufin, &aredhel&nimloth, &celegorm&curufin, &celegorm&nimloth, &curufin&finduilas, &curufin&nimloth, @ossiriand:celegorm's, @ossiriand:finduilas', aredhel, celegorm, curufin, finduilas, nimloth | ] |
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*for all her claims of acute independence, has been wishing there was someone she could tell about encounters with cute boys and maybe get some answers to a few burning questions* *isn't close enough to any of her girlfriends to gush with them, and she isn't sure whether her mother would be pleased or horrified (and she's not sure which reaction would be worse)*
*some things never change, however, which means another evening and another "family" dinner at her father's house (don't think for a second it belongs to her, too, or even her mother), which generally involves her parents talking to one another with occasional attempts to bring her into the conversation (which her father ignores) or similar attempts to bring her uncle into the conversation (which her mother ignores)*
*waits until her father isn't paying her any attention (it doesn't take long) and poises a pea atop her fork* *slingshots it across the table at Curufin and bites her lip hard to keep the giggles at bay* |
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[May. 6th, 2009|06:02 pm] |
*is really less than impressed by the photographs of her daughter being paraded around by that jumped-up Vanya like she's a favoured lapdog or accessory*
*gets dressed (stunning, slimming white dress) and asks for a car to be sent around to the front in about half-an-hour* *having ensured that her daughter is safe in the company of her favourite uncle, goes to find Celegorm* |
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[Mar. 16th, 2009|10:00 am] |
*waits for his brother to take Liltëas on an outing to town before he tracks down his cousin to pick a fight have a conversation that he figures might scar a small child for life (should her primitive, underdeveloped brain be sophisticated enough to understand any of the important words)*
*decides he's really growing as a father!* |
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[Dec. 29th, 2008|02:20 pm] |
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| |  moody | ] |
*understands that his mother and youngest siblings orchestrated a "nice" Erumas get-together somewhere in town, attended by his cousin and daughter (and perhaps even his brother, but then he hasn't bothered to ask and made a point of being out of town around the day itself)* *vaguely wonders how that went over, what with Írissë surely finding a thousand little things to criticize (if perhaps less vocally than usual)*
*returns home to learn that Írissë is taking a walk on the grounds, which suits him just fine (he won't have to immediately find out how his gift to her—a diamond necklace with intricate flower detailing—went over, either)*
*changes his clothes and then gets comfortable on the sofa in the library to continue reading The Decline of Ancient Nandorin* |
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[Dec. 1st, 2008|07:21 pm] |
*returns home after several days abroad, having decided at the time that the only possible way to "allow the child a place to stay" was to get the fuck out of Dodge while he still could*
*gradually came to the understanding that he could by no means stay away forever and that he missed his cousins and his brother too much to try anyway, it's his house, so he shouldn't have to*
*lets himself inside and decides to track down Aredhel to see if she's okay try and figure out what can be done about the situation*
*starts for the ruined nursery but, when he gets there, discovers Argon alone, surrounded by brand-new furniture and bedding and toys and baby clothes and calmly putting the finishing touches of sunny yellow paint on a far wall*
*stands in the doorway, hand on hip, just watching her for a moment* I thought you weren't speaking to me. |
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[Nov. 9th, 2008|03:51 pm] |
*after concluding his Sunday services and afternoon lunch with the Women's Charity League, has a pleasant afternoon ahead of him on this brisk late fall weekend*
*consults the phone book in the church office and jots down some addresses*
*plans to make a good start of it and see who's at the first house*
*takes the old jalopy four-door that he's still managed to keep in good condition and drives out*
*makes it all the way to the end of Celegorm's driveway before breaking down*
*pops the hood himself to tinker with the fan belt (unless it was the spark plugs again)* |
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[Sep. 7th, 2008|07:54 pm] |
*is in the kitchen of Celegorm's house, busily extracting food from the fridge and placing it in a cooler*
*catches sight of a -- restraining order? -- on the fridge door and rolls her eyes at the dysfunctional dynasty to which she is adding*
*goes over to the pantry and picks out a few packets of (Curufin's) cookies* |
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[Aug. 1st, 2008|08:36 pm] |
*does not stay long in Gondolin after the conversation with her sister*
*takes the scenic route across Beleriand, travelling by train (giving herself time to think but coming to no firm conclusions in spite of the obvious destination)*
*hails a taxi at the train station in Ossiriand and reaches Celegorm's house shortly before nightfall*
*lets herself in and walks from room to room, wondering if he is even home* |
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[Jul. 11th, 2008|07:49 am] |
*is installed in her quarters in Gondolin (something she finds oddly reassuring)* *checks her email and finds that she has a message from Celegorm* *looks at the email, short though it is, for many minutes*
*closes the lid of her laptop and gets to her feet* *paces for a while, thinking she might take some time before calling him* *a few hours, a few days, she's not sure until she walks over to the bedside table, picks up her phone and dials Celegorm's number* |
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[Jun. 23rd, 2008|08:14 pm] |
*has settled into a rather pleasant routine in Celegorm's house, which mostly involves spending protracted periods in bed, alternated with socialising with Curufin (ie: tag-team teasing him with Celegorm)*
*occasionally even leaves the house to have conversations with Buttercup the pony (translated by Celegorm)*
*wakes up quite early one morning and does something radical: gets out of bed and arranges breakfast-in-bed*
*knocks on the door as she comes back in to the bedroom* |
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[Jun. 14th, 2008|02:13 pm] |
*upon reaching Ossiriand, sits down to send a letter to Finduilas*
-In Ossiriand. Met Tyelpe. He doesn't like me but there was no swearing (of Oaths or expletives) or violence.
-Curvo
*encloses a clipping from one of the local papers (you know, the one in which the notice of divorce was posted)*
*wanders through his brother's house, wondering where he is* |
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[Jun. 1st, 2008|08:13 pm] |
*wakes up early one morning and spends a few moments attempting to contact Maeglin on the phone* *finally relents and sends him a friendly text (asking how he is, has he been eating, has he been behaving)*
*gets up and walks out of Celegorm's house, across the lawn and out into the neighbouring meadow (and the dew dampens the hem of her dress) for an exceptionally long walk*
*finally, as mid-morning moves into late morning, walks back across the lawn, holding her skirt up around her knees with one hand and carrying her shoes in the other hand* |
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