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[Jan. 18th, 2011|08:25 pm]

thingol
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[Mood | angry]

*has been keeping even busier than usual lately, what with the annoying task of having to oust all Noldor and Noldorin sympathizers from Doriath*

*and if that wasn't bad enough, has had to compensate for a number of his central staff inexplicably failing to show up for work this week, a number that has been steadily rising with each passing day*

*when the day comes that even Mardil himself is MIA, has the temp send word for Beleg to meet him in his office ASAP*
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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. 29th, 2010|10:28 pm]
thuringwethil
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[Mood | predatory]

*has spent long, glorious months fulfilling her purpose (teach them to fear), and savoring more and more freedom as her Lady loosens her hold from afar (well done, little one)*

*is starting to feel the distinct itch of boredom, though; all of the dark alleys and dive-y bars are beginning to look alike, and there are only so many ways to frighten a mortal without damaging them* *so fucking boring*

*on a whim, creeps past the border of Ossiriand, all of her senses on high alert* *is even better with skulking in shadows than she was before, but still—her last experience in these parts taught her to be extra-cautious*

*drifts through the dark alleys and dive-y bars, finding them to be depressingly similar to those found in the other corners of the world* *finally decides to spice things up a little by heading somewhere a little less... dark and dive-y* *ooh, a college campus, should be plenty of self-absorbed young things in need of some (hee) education!*
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[Aug. 28th, 2010|02:41 pm]
queenmelian
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[Mood | pleased]

*knowing how Olórin is, decides she had better get him over for dinner as soon as possible*

*to that end, arranges for the cooks to make Thingol's favorite foods (the better to ensure he'll show) and tells him only that an old friend of hers is in town and has wanted to meet him* *will just leave it to Olórin to figure out how to introduce himself further than that*

*as afternoon gives way to evening, makes her way to the private dining patio set in her vast indoor garden, where dinner is to be served* *hums with her birds while she waits for her husband to arrive*
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[Oct. 11th, 2008|08:52 pm]

queenmelly
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[Mood | worried]

*sits quietly in front of the fire, enjoying a peaceful evening with a book*

*suddenly feels a familiar sensation coming and closes her eyes in preparation* *spends a long moment with a far-away look on her face before shaking her head and opening her eyes*

*frowns, looking worried* That isn't good. Someone needs to fetch her.
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[Aug. 23rd, 2008|12:39 pm]
beleg
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[Mood | relieved]

*makes her way to the hospital, baby in her arms, having been called in when the child was discovered on the doorstep*

*as ordered, contacts Melian directly, figuring that she should be the first person to hear the good news (just as she was to be the first person to hear the bad news, if there was any)*

*goes to the paediatric emergency department so that one of the paediatricians can check Domíran over*
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[May. 20th, 2008|01:25 pm]

queenmelly
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[Mood | nervous]

*doesn't waste very much time thinking after that conversation*

*leaves a note for Mom and Dad Estë and Irmo so they won't worry and leaves the Inn*

*makes her way to the new Palace and wanders slowly to the offices, deciding how to approach things*

*finally goes to Mardil's desk and asks if the King might have a few minutes open for an unscheduled appointment?*
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