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[Feb. 15th, 2010|10:35 am] |
*fairly early the morning after Vendórë's Day, goes out for another walk in the park to clear her head*
*had a very nice holiday, all told, and Tuor was sweet as pie as usual (and very understanding about her having one of her Bad Days, despite all her efforts to ward off the Bad Dream that sometimes gets her down)* *doesn't quite know why that should be, when life is everything she wants right now, but it happens anyway**
*finds a bench to sit on and takes out the little bag of bread crusts she brought with her to feed the birds* |
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[Sep. 14th, 2009|08:04 pm] |
*arrives back in Gondolin on the morning after The Night Before* *looks pretty dishevelled after his travels but makes his way straight to the Palace, without calling home to the Flower first* *reckons, of course, that it's easier that way because he's not quite ready to face the concern/surprise of his staffers*
*arrives at the Palace and simply strides past Pete at front desk, tipping him a salute as he passes*
*makes his way up to Idril's quarters and knocks on the door of the living room* |
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[Sep. 11th, 2009|08:54 am] |
*after another day spent putting on a cheerful face for her son (but he's a bright one; she doubts she's fooling him) and thinking long and hard (well, long, anyway) about Erestor's encouraging words, decides she really will go ahead and try to get in touch with Glorfindel*
*chooses a time early in the evening, before one of Ecthelion's scheduled shows, so that hopefully Glorfindel won't be too busy to talk to her*
*shuts herself in her room with her phone, curling up in the window seat* *has no idea what she's going to say but dials Glorfindel's mobile number anyway* |
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[Aug. 11th, 2009|11:48 am] |
| [ | Tags | | | &ecthelion&glorfindel, &ecthelion&meleth, &erestor&estella, &estella&salgant, &glorfindel&idril, &idril&maeglin, &idril&salgant, &maeglin&salgant, @gondolin:palace, ecthelion, erestor, estella, glorfindel, idril, lucas, maeglin, meleth, nimloth, salgant | ] |
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*on the evening of the ball, gets all dressed up in her bright yellow gown (it's poofy!) and her jeweled mask and goes downstairs to join the gathering throng*
*wanders among all the people (there are a lot of them throughout the palace, considering she's invited all the staff from all the Houses), oohing and ahhing at all the beautiful, colorful costumes and trying to guess who's who*
*thinks that tall and muscly one over there is probably Egalmoth, and oh, there's her aunt, surely, resplendent in white, and her little cousin (and she breathes a little sigh of relief because it seems Lómion must have gone back to Uncle Fingon's after all)*
*can't guess who most people are (even the really obvious ones), though she never forgets a name, but it's great fun to try!* *collects a glass of champagne and whirls and twirls around the ballroom, humming to herself and eagerly awaiting Tuor's arrival* |
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[Dec. 15th, 2008|06:35 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | &anaire&erestor, &argon&gil-galad, &argon&glorfindel, &duilin&glorfindel, &ecthelion&elemmakil, &ecthelion&glorfindel, &ecthelion&meleth, &edrahil&erestor, &egalmoth&elemmakil, &erestor&glorfindel, &glorfindel&idril, &glorfindel&salgant, &idril&salgant, @gondolin:flower, anaire, argon, duilin, ecthelion, edrahil, egalmoth, elemmakil, erestor, gil-galad, glorfindel, idril, mac, meleth, salgant | ] |
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*leaves (home?) the House of the Fountain, dressed smartly in a suit (designer) and open-necked shirt (designer)*
*makes his way (home?) to the Flower, a good hour before the official start time of the party to make sure that everything is in place: lights throughout the tent, Erumas trees in each corner of the tent, mistletoe, long trestle-tables with food and drink, an area for the DJ, a stage for the band, a dancefloor and very comfortable couches lining the wall of the tent*
*really has to hand it to Pete for putting so much work into this evening and gives her a wrapped present to thank her for all her hard work*
*is promptly rewarded with a glass of orange juice and an exhortation to stay virgin (when it comes to drink, at least) tonight* |
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[Nov. 15th, 2008|10:02 pm] |
*spends a rather astounding twelve hours with Ecthelion and would be half-convinced that it is all a dream, if not for the hour of sleep (because then he woke up and Ecthelion was still in his bed)*
*copes well enough with the pre-dawn taxi journey to the airport in Losgar (and copes better with the flight, now that he has something other than armrests to cling on to)*
*boards the train to Gondolin (a long enough journey that should have them back in the City around nightfall) (more darkness) and half-sleeps during the journey* |
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[Oct. 29th, 2008|12:36 pm] |
*checks her calendar and is pleased to see she's penciled in a lunch date for today, and so bundles up and takes a walk down to Which Sands*
*is shown to a table and settles down to wait (oblivious to the staff heatedly discussing whether to offer her crayons for drawing on the paper table covering)*
*glances around at the other patrons and firmly decides it looks less empty than most businesses have these past few weeks (wishful thinking?)* |
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[Jun. 25th, 2008|09:12 pm] |
*leaves Turgon's office in a bit of a daze*
*on one hand, is going on a mission with Ecthelion who seems to dislike him intensely* *on the other hand, is going on a mission with Ecthelion!*
*is still too hungover to figure out how he feels about this development* *goes for a short stroll around the gardens of the Palace, trying to enjoy the ome too bright sunlight* |
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contemplative
anxious
sad
loved