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[Mar. 24th, 2011|10:08 pm] |
*arrives back into Gondolin much later than anticipated due to a bunch of delays getting back after her break away* *obviously heard all about the accident at the Arch and texted Egalmoth a couple of times over the weekend (but no reply?)* *whatever*
*has to head straight to work and dumps her bag in her office before going down to the breakroom to make herself the world's biggest mug of coffee and to distribute the mandatory souvenir candy that every Fountain must bring to the office after trips abroad*
*hasn't even checked her email or, indeed, seen the paper* |
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[Mar. 15th, 2011|03:13 pm] |
*is in the middle of the fiscal-year-end cycle and up to his neck in paperwork*
*not to mention some staffing issues that have materialized recently (oh Ted, you were such an up-and-comer)*
*is on his way back from dropping off reports at the palace while on the phone with Elemmakil* You getting enough of that coastal air yet? |
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[Feb. 16th, 2011|05:18 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | &ecthelion&elemmakil, &ecthelion&glorfindel, &estella&salgant, @gondolin, ecthelion, elemmakil, estella, finrod, glorfindel, idril, ioreth, salgant, saruman, thranduil | ] |
*can't quite believe what she's gotten herself into with this jewelry show gig* *had some little catwalk show in mind, maybe some sashaying, a twirl-snap at the end* *definitely wasn't expecting a high-society exhibit featuring the models as living art, each dripping with enough diamonds to feed a small country for a month*
*on the evening of the gala, finds herself perched on a raised pedestal set in the midst of a sparkling pool, the hem of her long silver gown trailing out into the water* *sits very still while the makeup/hair/accessory people fuss over the headdress and glitter and, of course, the diamonds* *drinks in the details while she can; as part of the VirtuesTM collection showcase, she's portraying blind(folded) Justice*
*minutes before the doors are to open, her fingers are guided around the gleaming scales and sword, and she has to stamp out the urge to giggle or kick her feet* *is solemn and serene and... and just, dammit* |
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[Feb. 11th, 2011|10:24 pm] |
*Is woken up by her alarm clock, which she promptly beats into submission (might possibly hate that thing even more than nicotine gum).*
*Reaches over for a pad and pen she's taken to keeping on her bedside cabinet and sits up so she can start noting down what she dreamt about that night.*
Let's see...I was at work...then I was at the mall, but I don't remember how I got there. Pete was there too...at least I think it was Pete, I bought a handbag...and then all my teeth fell out.
*Cocks her head as she reads what she's just written.* This is ridiculous.
*Chucks the notepad away and gets up, throwing on a robe.*
*Definitely needs coffee to deal with this bullcrap.* |
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[Feb. 1st, 2011|04:10 pm] |
*returns from down south with the Gondolin contingent, having dispatched as many Freaks of Nature eiiiuuuughheiioughhhh as they could find*
*is accompanied by one Fountain officer at less than tip-top condition*
*unlocks the door to her apartment* What have I told you about those weak ankles? |
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[Jan. 30th, 2011|12:09 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | &duilin&egalmoth, &ecthelion&egalmoth, &ecthelion&elemmakil, &ecthelion&glorfindel, &glorfindel&qualme, @menegroth, @menegroth:palace, beleg, duilin, ecthelion, egalmoth, elemmakil, gandalf, glorfindel, melian, qualme | ] |
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*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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[Sep. 12th, 2010|11:07 pm] |
*Arrives home early after an uncharacteristically quiet day at The Flower and flops onto the couch.*
*Looks around the flat's usual clutter and mess and is overcome with an equally unusual desire to tidy-up.*
*Sorts the magazines under the coffee table in order of size (Largest on the bottom, smallest on the top). Next, tackles the dishes in the sink, dries them, then stacks them (again, big plates on the bottom, small on top, bowls stacked on the shelf above, glasses in one cupboard, mugs in another, all with their handles turned to the right).*
*Organises the laundry, actually irons and folds it for a change and designates a particular drawer or section of the cupboards for each item of clothing.*
*Vacuums the carpets, then takes the nozzle off the end of the tube and runs it over the vacuum itself just in case it got a bit dirty during the process.*
*Sits back down, tapping her fingers on her knees restlessly, before deciding to re-organise the cutlery drawer. Maybe give it all a polish while she's at it; cutlery can never be too shiny.* |
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[Aug. 28th, 2010|01:02 pm] |
*hasn't really had the time to do all the thinking she's been doing recently (between seconding, thirding, being on rotation at the hospital and Eru knows what else, has been rushed off her feet)*
*still, has managed to come to the conclusion that, maybe, she should talk to her big brother* *hasn't quite made it to the I should apologise line of thought but has, over the past few months, been feeling the absence of Ehtello (even if Boss has been working her hard (though no harder than he works himself))*
*on Friday evening, nips out of work a little early to pick up a bottle of wine* *comes back to the Fountain and goes into the breakroom to get two clean mugs* *at the stroke of 5 o'clock, knocks on Ecthelion's door* |
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[Jul. 25th, 2010|08:49 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | &arwen&elladan, &egalmoth&elemmakil, &egalmoth&glorfindel, &elrond&glorfindel, @gondolin:flower, arwen, celebrian, egalmoth, elemmakil, elladan, elrond, glorfindel | ] |
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*has really enjoyed having Elrond, Celebrían and family to stay and makes every attempt to persuade Elrond that there are enough crazies in Gondolin to make it worth his while moving her (Eru, there are enough crazies in the House of the Golden Flower for that matter)*
*in spite of the failure to keep them here for ever, decides to have a barbeque towards the end of their stay, which will obviously not be on a level with the Fountain barbeque, which is coming up soon* *after some brief dithering, decides to invite Elemmakil and Egalmoth even though he's pretty certain that Elemmakil isn't talking to either him or Ecthelion as yet*
*is, of course, not doing any of the barbequing himself (these people didn't sign up for food poisoning, after all!) and contents himself with making sure that the drinks are in order as he waits for the others to join him out in the garden of the Flower*
*does wish that Erestor was (a) in the vicinity and (b) not on the outs with most of Gondolin because his absence is all the more obvious in such familiar company* |
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[Jul. 20th, 2010|07:51 pm] |
*accompanies her mom around Gondolin, sightseeing*
*has maps and cell tucked in her bag and remembers a lot from last time actually really is kind of sort of positive she could make it around on her own and is totally old enough maybe except her mom seems a little quieter than usual*
*asks to stop by the Fountain to get some pictures in front of the main fountain (naturally)* |
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[Jun. 16th, 2010|10:00 pm] |
*spends a fairly calm workday at the Fountain, despite being down one very important man*
*has Marigold to keep him company for the day, at least, and apart from cheering him up somewhat, it's a good opportunity to practice her training whenever he takes a walk through the house on various errands*
*is walking down the corridor on his way to one such task when Marigold, who is trotting by his side, suddenly takes off tearing down the hall* *pauses in his step to look after her in surprise* Hey, girl, what's the hurry? |
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[Jun. 7th, 2010|09:35 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | &ecthelion&elemmakil, &ecthelion&erestor, &ecthelion&estella, &ecthelion&glorfindel, &elemmakil&erestor, &elemmakil&estella, &elemmakil&glorfindel, &erestor&estella, &erestor&glorfindel, &estella&glorfindel, @gondolin:fountain, aerandir, ecthelion, elemmakil, erestor, estella, glorfindel | ] |
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*arrives back in Gondolin with his husband on the afternoon following the Virtuoso Awards with the express intention to let the senior staff of the Flower and the Fountain know about their lords' new marital status before their respective agents issue the press release*
*in order to maintain some privacy, he and Ecthelion travel separately to the Palace* *while Ecthelion goes to face the music speak with Turgon, goes to find their dog and to break the news to Idril* *only manages to extricate himself with promises that he and his husband will have lunch with Idril and Tuor the following day*
*en route, texts Aerandir to ask that he and Sophie meet him at the conference room at the House of the Fountain in half an hour* *arrives back (home) at the Fountain and goes to the conference room himself, genuinely entertained by how excited Marigold is to be back here again* *tips a salute to Pete as he walks past the front desk* |
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[Jun. 1st, 2010|10:56 pm] |
*on the evening of the Virtuosos, makes a concerted effort to work towards House unity* *commandeers the main conference room in the Fountain and invites over any and all Flower and Fountain staff to watch the show*
*sets up plenty of drinks and snacks while Aerandir sets up two flipcharts* *is slightly concerned that there has been no sign of either the Lord of the Fountain or the Lord of the Golden Flower (as the television commentators have re-emphasised at quarter-hourly intervals*
*is entirely relieved when Glorfindel appears onscreen to present an award*
*is finally starting to relax when television cameras show Ecthelion sitting (rather awkwardly) in the auditorium, looking tanned, at least, if very bearded*
(*aaaand that relaxed feeling promptly vanishes*) |
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[Feb. 8th, 2010|05:09 pm] |
*has more or less settled into a routine these past several weeks, consisting mainly of work (going in early and leaving late) with a little music on the side* *finds he still has more free time than he's used to and so adds a little more lifting back into his workout and ensures that he sticks to his running schedule religiously (not that he needs his Arda build for soldiering these days, but it can't hurt, right?)*
*one evening after work (late-ish but not too late, for a change), changes into shorts and t-shirt and hauls his tennis racquet and accompanying gear over to ORC, where he's reserved time on one of the courts for himself and Elemmakil* |
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[Jan. 20th, 2010|11:34 pm] |
*finds herself pretty busy at the Fountain, in spite of the fact that the Lord of the House appears to be turbo-charged these days (or, perhaps, because of it)*
*drops a last batch of files into Esther's office (and it's late enough even for that devoted Fountain-girl to have gone home) and makes her way out, breathing a sigh of relief as she passes Tess*
*heads to a nearby café (a favourite Fountain haunt) and sees Aerandir sitting at a table in the corner*
*smiling as she sits down* I am so sorry I'm late. How are you? Can I get you a drink? |
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[Jan. 9th, 2010|08:20 pm] |
*attends Ecthelion's almost-impromptu Friday night gig with Esther and is, as always, blown away by her big brother's talent* *couldn't help but notice that the character of his newest songs verged on the melancholy wrist-slittingly depressing soulful side*
*does, under Ecthelion's advice, keep an eye open for Salgant and Roxy just in case either of them get it into their heads to ruin Ecthelion's catharsis performance* *knows she's more than capable of taking them both* *also, and not under Ecthelion's advice, keeps an eye open for Glorfindel so that she can politely tell him to sling his hook, should he turn up*
*has a pint ready and waiting for him after the show (and is remarkably sober as she has been pacing herself - until Ecthelion can catch up)* |
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[Dec. 20th, 2009|04:38 pm] |
*is starting to wonder whether there's something in the Fountain's water, because between Erestor's mysterious retreat into hermitude and Ecthelion's breakup... un-Ecthelion-ness all around, the atmosphere at the House has gone cool and quiet*
*decides this requires a meeting of the sane people (i.e., herself and Tanya), and so arranges to meet with the Fountain Third at their current favorite restaurant/pub* *arrives in a few minutes late, hastily put together but looking pretty fabulous all told (the work of her ever-helpful roommates)* *unwinds her scarf and looks around for her fellow Fountain* |
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[Dec. 16th, 2009|11:22 pm] |
*is highly unsettled by the strange goings-on at the Fountain but has tried not to listen to too much gossip until she's heard the full story from the Lord of the House himself* *nevertheless, has heard repeatedly about how Lord Glorfindel stormed off after a shouting match and saw boxes being shipped across to the House of the Flower*
*does what any self-respecting Third would do and keeps her distance* *for about five minutes before she does what any self-respecting, worried, younger sister would do* *descends on Ecthelion's office at the start of his prescribed lunch hour* |
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[Dec. 7th, 2009|06:55 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | &duilin&erestor, &duilin&glorfindel, &ecthelion&glorfindel, &elemmakil&erestor, &elemmakil&glorfindel, &erestor&glorfindel, @gondolin, duilin, ecthelion, elemmakil, erestor, glorfindel | ] |
*is always surprised to find the gym deserted on a Friday night, but then, other people probably have social lives and shit (hi, still swingin' single here, ladies)*
*is just glad she can contribute to a certain lackey's lack of an in-town social life, anyway!*
*helpfully, as she brings another towel over* Think that'll bruise up pretty, soldier? |
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[Oct. 31st, 2009|10:48 am] |
| [ | Tags | | | &ecthelion&elemmakil, &ecthelion&erestor, &ecthelion&glorfindel, &ecthelion&salgant, &elemmakil&erestor, &elemmakil&glorfindel, &erestor&glorfindel, @gondolin, @gondolin:flower, ecthelion, elemmakil, erestor, glorfindel, salgant | ] |
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*has settled into a fairly comfortable routine of working (on a normal schedule) and then going home to the Flower alone (i.e. without bringing work with him)* *is not blind to the way everyone at the Fountain relaxes and perks up when he is himself in good form*
*(did notice Erestor leaving early the other day, and failing to return, but just assumed he missed something—it's not like he hovers over his Second's desk to see what minutiae he's working on at all times)*
*on Halloween morning, wakes early and leaves a note on his pillow for Glorfindel* Had to run an errand. Back soon. xx E
*finishes getting dressed and leaves to run said errand, taking no time at all (it's just a formality at this point)*
*turns back toward home, though this leg of the walk takes considerably longer because his companion is mostly dictating the pace and she is quite distractible* |
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