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[Mar. 15th, 2011|10:56 pm] |
*holy shitballs and fuck, in that order*
*practically flies to the Arch the minute she gets the news, with Mac and a small flock of rustled-up Swallows in tow*
*jumps out of the car, directing her people to make themselves useful* *jogs right past the barricades and flashing lights and keeps her eyes peeled for her ome House-twin buddy old pal fellow lord* *and Penlodh, too, dammit, if he didn't get his dumb ass killed this time* |
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[Jul. 10th, 2009|12:09 am] |
*arrives at the Arch late one afternoon (a copy of Inside Gondolin tucked in her handbag)*
*dawdles down at the reception, waiting to find out if the Lord of the House is actually in or at work*
*nervously laughs off the crack made by the receptionist when she mentions that she (Elemmakil) really should have her own set of keys for the Arch*
*settles down on a couch in the foyer, looking visibly tired (but the work on the Flower is complete; next task is resigning from the Flower)* |
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[Dec. 11th, 2008|08:50 pm] |
*having taken a half-day (with the boss' blessing) to talk to caterers for the Flower Erumas party*
*does a bit of shopping while she's out and finds the cutest dress and killer heels to match* *thinks, maybe, the outfit isn't quite dressy enough for the party, but is definitely worthy of a good night out*
*later in the evening, pays a visit to a particular(ly large and not charred) house* *perches on the front desk as she enquires as to whether the Lord of the House is available* |
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[Dec. 7th, 2008|02:54 pm] |
*is driving back from seeing Penlodh back home (his Seconds are going to have such fun!) when he's stopped at a light crossing Market*
*rolls to a stop as the car coming up behind... doesn't* *oh NO you didn't*
*sets the siren on the roof of his sedan and gives chase* |
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[Aug. 11th, 2008|01:57 pm] |
*after Arakáno gets on her way, spends the night in the hotel anyway* (*why waste the room?*)
*has an intern send over a fresh shirt and tie for the morning*
*returns to the House in an impossibly good mood and ready for action*
*is tackling his mailbox when he's told he has a visitor* |
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