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[Jan. 22nd, 2011|04:25 pm]
beleg
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*hears Melian's message, the force of which is like a punch to the stomach and surely Melian can feel, in response, her bone deep shock and sorrow and what was the last thing she said to Thingol? Something inane about the power being out?* *is weirdly grateful for Túrin, in some crystal clear thought, for making her used to this form of transport*

*gets out her phone and breaks into a run* *firstly, calls Haleth and Mablung, ordering them to the Palace instantly (she trusts no one else with this task) and telling Mablung to bring Arandur with him* *arrives at the quarters of Beren and Lúthien and pounds on the door as she lets herself in and realises (heartbroken) that she will have to tell them why she is here*

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*having ensure the safety of the Royal Family, immediately seeks out Melian, and when she presents herself before the Queen (Regent?), she bows her head, pale and resolute*
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[Dec. 3rd, 2010|11:56 am]

thingol
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[Mood | crazy]

*it's late in the fourth quarter, tied at 21, third and seven at the Groundhogs' 40, and so he's expertly patched up, bundled up warm and doing what any decent grandfather of a star QB should be doing—blocking the view standing and waving his makeshift Bobcats paraphernalia from halfway up on the 50-yard line, screaming (along with everyone else) at the top of his lungs*

YOU CALL THAT AN OFFENSIVE LINE? PROTECT YOUR QB, YOU PORKY SONS OF BITCHES! *looks down at the woman sitting on the bleacher seat directly below him, who whirls around with a ferocious glare and covers her young son's ears* WHAT.
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[Nov. 14th, 2010|06:27 pm]
eluchil
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[Mood | sick]

*goes straight home and doesn't throw up, but doesn't feel much like eating anything, either* *begs off supper entirely (a rarity, to be sure) and goes to bed much sooner than he'd planned, cold and miserable* *figures he'll get up early to work on his paper*

*spends the first half of the night drifting in and out of weird, frightening dreams* *finally gives up on the sleep thing several hours before his alarm clock is due to go off, and in frustration, heads out to the kitchen for some milk*

*takes his mug to the living room and flips on the TV, muting it as he hunkers down on the couch under a knit throw* *vaguely hopes the infomercials might put him back to sleep* *...a hope that slowly drains down the tubes while the minutes tick by, the milk left untouched*
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[Aug. 30th, 2010|06:30 pm]
ex_envinyata419
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[Mood | chipper]

*cannot believe that it's a matter of days before school starts again (and that he's going to be a senior and football captain and everything)*

*decides to celebrate one of his final days of freedom by heading down to a local diner for a burger and milkshake (it's going to be healthy food and high-protein shakes from here on in!)* *arrives way before any of his friends and sits up at the counter while waiting for them to come by*
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[Aug. 11th, 2010|08:31 pm]
eluchil
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*has been texting and calling his girlfriend for the past two days, desperate to make sure she's really okay after what had to be the suckiest vacation ever* *has gotten bits and pieces from the staff and family members in the know (all three of them—Cel (duh), his father (duh), and his grandmother (double duh)), but can't bring himself to be calm until he actually talks to Lily (god oh god what if she hates me now)*

*after yet another fruitless call (leave a message), pitches his phone at the other end of the couch in frustration* *calls out in typical teenaged-boy fashion, his voice echoing all over the guest quarters* Mo-om! Are you here??
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[Jul. 25th, 2010|10:32 am]
eluchil
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*calls his dad from the relative safety of the hotel and begs asks him to meet them as a matter of emergency* *keeps things as vague as he can without totally freaking his father out (no one's dying yet, nothing's on fire yet, just please? I'll explain in person)*

*follows Celeborn's lead and exits through the hotel kitchen, keeping his head down and moving fast through the back-alleys and storefronts as they make their way to the appointed spot* *finally glances up and sees the sign for the dinky, smokey little diner he and Cel used to haunt when they first got the run of the kingdom together*

*cranes his neck and peers at the few people loitering outside the diner* *distractedly* Do you see my dad anywhere?
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[Jun. 6th, 2010|05:33 pm]
finrod
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[Mood | energetic]

*flits about her study/office/hidey hole one early afternoon, taking care of official business while her son is off wreaking havoc with his father*

*official business including a warning text to Ecthelion (Congratulations! His Majesty would like a word the instant you set foot on his soil again.)* *tactfully omits "you could probably hear him shrieking all the way from Vinyamar"* *also sends Edrahil an email asking him to pull up Gondolin's marriage laws for her*

*that done, sets about readying a nice welcome lunch for her company!* *figured it was about time for a (joking) (but not really) royal missive, as she hasn't seen Beren in forever and she's never met his son in person*
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[Oct. 16th, 2008|10:13 am]
luthiekins
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[Mood | stressed]

*paces the floor of the nursery with Domíran finally sleeping in her arms*

*wipes her eyes, red-rimmed from crying, with one hand* Please, please stay asleep this time. I just need a nap.

*moves slowly over to the crib and slowly, ever so slowly, lays him down in it*
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[Aug. 15th, 2008|12:00 pm]
luthiekins
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[Mood | tired]

*woke up in the middle of the night with a very tight pain in her lower back* *within hours was in the hospital, drugged up, and having a mostly okay time of it all*

*sits on her hospital bed now, still exhausted, baby in arms*
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