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[Feb. 12th, 2011|03:23 am]

celeborn
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[Mood | sad]

*receives word that his great-aunt wants to see him* *doesn't think to be weirded out by this right away, seeing as the message came through his cousin (his cousin, the king? wt-effing-f?) and not through any sort of scary formal channels unless his cousin, the king counts as a formal channel now, did he mention wtf?*

*has not, however, managed to throw off the utter depression during the aftermath, which is made a hundred times worse by the need to support his grandfather (who is possibly even more depressed than he is)*

*still, puts on as brave a face as he can muster as he makes his way up to his uncle's office and is shown in* *...his aunt's office*

[Edit] *makes his way down to Beleg's precinct station and asks to see the Chief Marchwarden*
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[Jan. 30th, 2011|12:09 pm]

ecthelion
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[Mood | working]

*after a hurried conference with the king and queen, and even more hurried efforts to muster a task force made up of a number of Gondolin's best soldiers, travels to dark Menegroth to personally verify some of this crazy shit aid the marchwardens in their fight*

*coordinates with Beleg over the phone on the train and, once in the city, outlines a basic plan of attack with the other lords of Gondolin and their women and men, strictly emphasizing periodic check-ins and cooperation with the local authorities*

We're here at Lady Melian's request, people. I expect everyone to behave like any good guest despite Doriath's history of insane foreign policy, understood? *looking at each person in turn, his eyes lingering on Glorfindel for just a moment (it's dark/are you going to be okay?)* Any questions?
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[Jan. 26th, 2011|08:31 pm]
beleg
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*whilst still in the Palace, touches base with the various precincts and calls the borders to ensure that there is complete lockdown in Delving* *spares a brief thought for Nellas and sends her a text: lockdown in the city. stay inside and lock your doors. stay safe.*

*manages to avoid encountering any robots (she thinks) but ensures that Elrond's information on how to subdue them is passed on*

*finally, makes her way to the bunker with the express intention of discussing Túrin's suggestion with the Queen (Regent?)* *picks up the pace when she sees Mablung and Haleth and her little boy up ahead*
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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*

[edit]

*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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[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. 9th, 2010|12:29 pm]
eluchil
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[Mood | depressed]

*in the days after he and his parents practically fled in the night with his grandparents, has been "encouraged" to stay inside the Palace while his schooling's sorted and the rest of his family's belongings are transported to Menegroth*

*hasn't seen or talked to anyone aside from his mother, father, and grandmother, mostly because he's avoiding everyone else or maybe they're avoiding him* *checked out every Arda-history book in the Palace library containing information on Celegorm, Beren, and Lúthien—and when those proved less than helpful, got the unedited versions from Melian* *read everything the first day and spent that night wide awake and sick to his stomach*

*finally gets tired of pacing around the suite he's sharing with his parents* *leaves a note for them, slips past (doubled) security, and makes his way to the marchwardens' station in hopes of talking to Mablung or Beleg or Haleth or someone who's not going to treat him like a little kid both a friend and kickass enough to qualify as security*
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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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[Jul. 24th, 2010|02:50 pm]

ninquelote
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[Mood | scared]

*has been sitting in an uncomfortable chair in an interrogation room for at least an hour*

*alternates long periods of silence with long and detailed answers to questions which nonetheless seem not to satisfy her captors (probably because they're all lies)*

*through all of it, tells herself to stay calm, that nothing can happen to her if she keeps cool, that they've got nothing on her beyond missing identification papers and vague suspicions*
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[Jul. 22nd, 2010|09:00 am]

celeborn
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[Mood | stressed]

*having safely returned to Menegroth, splits up from his grandfather (who seems in a hurry to go and talk to Elu, anyway) on the pretense of seeing Lily back to "school"*

*was sweating bullets when they first entered the city and he thought Lily was going to have to show papers, but he kept his arm around her and acted perfectly normal and they walked right through (and of course nobody was going to stop him or his grandfather)*

*turns to Lily once they're out on the street (and at relatively low risk of being overheard)* Now listen. I'm gonna put you in a cab. Go straight to the hotel. Don't get in any trouble. Don't talk to anybody. And for fuck's sake, don't call Mír. I'll track him down and tell him where you are. This was such a bad idea. Got it, Lil? ...Lily?
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[Jun. 21st, 2010|12:35 am]
beleg
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[Mood | chipper]

*given how wonderful the weather is, takes Arandur outside the city to play in the forest* *wonders if it would be a good idea to book a holiday somewhere by the sea and makes a mental note to broach the subject with Túrin when she gets home*

*takes her little boy's hand (how he's grown) as he stomps determinedly along the woodland path to a clearing*
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[Mar. 13th, 2010|08:05 pm]
galadhriel
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[Mood | pissed off]

*is not having a good day* *was having a good day until she shook off her minders and wandered through the biggest shopping mall in Delving* *saw the cutest sweater but definitely didn't have enough money on her to pay for it (and was parted from her credit card by her stupid parents who are in stupid Gondolin visiting her stupid nephew and she wasn't even allowed go to stupid Lindon to see her stupid father)*

*thought she could probably sneak the sweater out of the store and would have succeeded, too, except that she walked straight into that stupid pregnant woman*

*is currently sitting in a windowless room in the security department of the shopping mall, swinging her feet backward and forward*
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[Oct. 12th, 2009|06:19 pm]

arakano
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[Mood | bouncy]

*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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[Oct. 11th, 2009|09:46 pm]
ulmondil
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[Mood | chipper]

*arrived yesterday in Sirion and was rather taken aback at how familiar it all seems, in spite of the fast food joints and supermarkets* *is very taken by the hotel on the seafront (though not as taken by it as Idril is) and is very satisfied with the security measures put in place by Rôg*

*wakes up (or is woken up by Ecthelion) good and early on the morning of the wedding, which is at noon* *indulges in a pint or two in the hotel bar to steady his nerves (and has no idea why Ecthelion is so nervous, seeing as he's not the one getting married today) (not that Tuor is nervous either, of course!)*

*finally, just before noon, is standing at the top of a makeshift aisle on the beach, enjoying the very end of the warm(-ish) autumn sunshine*

*murmuring* Now I'll allow that kilts probably weren't the best choice. Still, my skin hue must match my blue tartan, right?
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[Jul. 12th, 2009|02:38 pm]
arien
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[Mood | anxious, DAMNIT]

*returns to Delving, as per Salmar's inadvertent advice*

*decides to adopt a watch-and-wait tactic at first but lasts about a day (just because she's Immortal doesn't mean that time doesn't drag)* *spends about half her time at Tilion's, just in case he decides to re-embody there, but dashes back to her own apartment, in case he calls there*

*after a couple of days of this, thinks that she needs to be more pro-active* *doesn't suppose that putting out flyers with a picture of Tilion and the word MISSING: Maia; answers to the name of 'Tilion', very friendly and house-trained! will help at all* *doesn't entirely discount it as an option, though*

*sits in her own apartment, drumming her fingers on the arm of the couch* C'mon, Tilion. It's nearly been a month.
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[Mar. 5th, 2009|12:34 am]
manawenuz
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[Mood | uncomfortable]

*Decides to give this affording guidance and wisdom to the kindreds thing a try so he heads into Menegroth and sets about people watching from a public bench.*

*Must confess, is far more used to overseeing from a distance in Ilmarin and sending agents to do the groundwork instead.*

*Were there as many happy couples wandering around back then?*

*Doesn't think so.*

*No. There's more.*

*Dammit.*
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[Oct. 20th, 2008|12:19 pm]

haladwen
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[Mood | discontent]

*collects the fruits of several weeks' study of surveillance data, psychological profiles, eyewitness interviews and composite sketches, and forensic evidence and brings them around to Beleg's office*

*raps smartly on the door, but her tone is a bit more subdued (or a bit less perky, anyway) than usual*

You got a sec, boss?
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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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[Aug. 19th, 2008|07:50 pm]
erchamion
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*is sitting, somewhat stunned, in his wife's hospital room, twenty hours into a Code Pink*

*a Code Pink that has been called for his baby*

*tries to remain calm as a hot pool of rage begins to form in his gut*
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[Aug. 16th, 2008|05:55 pm]
telimektar
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*spends a great deal of time scouting the perimeter of Ossiriand, trying to track down the Ossiriand Ripper (is in no doubt that the Ainu he scared off is the perpetrator)* *stays most nights in Ingil's hospital room, partially corporeal, while the rest of him shines overhead*

*one morning, before the 6am drug round, leaves the room and travels, at speed, to Ilmarin*

*waits outside Varda's office, faintly perturbed that there's no sign of any staff until he remembers that it's 6am*
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[Aug. 6th, 2008|07:41 pm]
beleg
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*arrives home at lunchtime, after a morning's paperwork* *goes straight into the bedroom to see her son*

How's my boy? Did you have a good day? *lifts him out of his cot carefully and cradles him against her* Mummy had an interesting day because an old friend called in and asked if I'd had my baby yet. Do I look fat, Arandur, do you think that's it?

*walks back out into the living room*
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