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[Mar. 18th, 2010|09:21 pm] |
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*is woken up at a ridiculously early hour of the morning (what? 8.30am is fucking early) by a phone call from his best friend who is in fucking Lindon without any warning* *mutters something about revoking Glorfindel's travel privileges as he goes into Káni's room to wake her up* (*if he has to suffer the indignity of an early morning, so does she, guest or not*)
*grumbles the whole way to the courthouse* No fucking idea why he wanted to meet here. They don't serve breakfast at the courthouse. Fuck's sake. |
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[Jan. 20th, 2010|11:40 pm] |
*has spent the last four days in Ossiriand, on an intensive photoshoot for a cologne, and is, to put it mildly, exhausted* *is perhaps not helped by the fact that he's been doing some Special Ops work remotely, first thing each morning and this, in turn, is not helped by the daily hangover*
*at the end of the fourth day of shooting, ventures out and about in the town centre, a woolly hat pulled down low over his head* *due to tiredness and champagne, is probably not looking where he's going when he steps off the pavement*
*does not stay in the hospital long but it is quite long enough for reports to leak out about 'Top Model's Brush with Death' (as though a broken arm and some bruising can count as a brush with death) (did not even see her in the vicinity)* *discharges himself from hospital, to his doctors' dismay and to his manager's fury, and refuses to take a prescription for painkillers*
*goes back to his hotel room and spends a very lonely night there* *in the morning, contacts Gil-galad to get a certain phone number (really wants to see a friendly face, given that the photographer is furious with him) and to reassure him that he's still very much alive* *laboriously texts Káni to arrange to meet her in the evening for dinner (+/- drinks)* |
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[Oct. 12th, 2009|06:19 pm] |
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*as promised, hightails it inside immediately after seeing her niece wed to "that cute boy", as her mother might say*
*moves a couple of namecards around and parks herself at the table nearest the bar after finagling a couple of drinks for her and Gil-galad* Thank Eru. It was freezing out there, bless Itarillë's heart. She's wearing a strapless and I don't think she even noticed. At the risk of becoming a cliché, I fucking love open bars. |
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[Dec. 23rd, 2008|02:58 pm] |
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*the morning after the Flower holiday party (or the afternoon, if we're being honest), takes a couple hours on his own to run the last leg of an "errand" before he meets up with Glorfindel for some last-minute shopping (and then Gil-galad and Arakáno for dinner)*
*arrives downtown at the agreed-upon coffee shop a few minutes early, looking a little flushed and winded* *orders a couple cups to go (one black, one one-sugar-dash-of-milk) while he waits* |
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[Jul. 31st, 2008|09:19 pm] |
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*does his absolute best job to prepare for a night out on the town*
*also does his absolute best job to prepare a working evening*
*just loves combining his two favourite things*
*escorts Anaire out to the cocktail lounge to meet the boys (and girl) in due course* |
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[Jul. 28th, 2008|06:35 pm] |
*leaves Gil-galad to his own devices once they arrive at the train station in Gondolin, promising to meet up with him later*
*asks directions to the House of the Fountain and enjoys the long walk over to that area of the city, enjoying all the unfamiliar sights on her way*
*is fully prepared to knock on the front door and so is quite surprised when she arrives to find people everywhere on the grounds, milling about and talking busily or rushing this way and that*
*wanders in to what is clearly a reception area and only then notices that everyone is greeting her with friendly formality (and "My Lady" and "Your Highness") even as they hurry on their way* *has never in her lives been recognized by this many people*
*also observes that no one is greeting her as the Lady of the House, by which she can't help but feel relieved*
*asks after Ecthelion and is promptly given a very deferential escort to show her the way* |
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[Jul. 8th, 2008|09:05 pm] |
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*arrives at the Seafarer Hotel in Brithombar, wiping the corner of her mouth discreetly as she steps out of the car* *well, the limousine*
*latches on to Gil-galad as soon as she does* Oh my Eru, the flight was awful. It was so late. But Buck -- he was the pilot? -- he offered me a ride to the hotel, wasn't that sweet?
*looks around* Oh, I like this place. OK, right, I'm gonna check in and then have, like, a shower and maybe a manicure. Oh, do they do facials here? Anyways, I'll be right back and then we can party.
*totters off to get settled in* |
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[Jul. 3rd, 2008|08:34 pm] |
*is really only too thrilled to sneak get out of the city and spend the morning digging up the relevant information at StormTech*
*pops a few more painkillers for his pounding headache and sends Glorfindel a brief text:*
Eöl's the one Maeglin was trying to contact.
*has just sent the message and is determining whether this changes their plans regarding Caranthir at all when his phone vibrates in his hand*
*sees an unfamiliar number and picks up, wondering if it's perhaps Beleg or one of their other contacts calling with further details*
Hello? |
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[Jul. 2nd, 2008|08:39 pm] |
*receives word that Vána hasn't turned her in and finally dares to relax*
*thinks that was pretty great of her, but then again, what was he going to do to a Valië, anyway?*
*decides that the only thing for it is to go down to the pub late that night and get absolutely piss-drunk*
*sits at the bar, chattering enthusiastically about photons to anyone who cares to stick around to listen* *so...not too many people then*
*eventually tires of this activity and sits sipping her 14th Lonely Isle Iced Tea, trying to figure out why that guy sitting in with the band looks so damned familiar* |
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