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[Jan. 24th, 2011|08:26 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | &aule&vana, &aule&yavanna, &este&irmo, &este&marende, &manwe&varda, &namo&nienna, &namo&quellen, &telimektar&vana, @mandos, @menegroth, aule, este, irmo, manwe, marende, namo, nienna, quellen, telimektar, ulmo, vana, varda, yavanna | ] |
*while Vána is relatively subdued by Aulë and Telimektar, steps forwards from the shadows in Vána's workshop* I propose we re-locate. The Children are desperately noisy and this is no place for a judgment.
*projects a clear image of the Halls of Mandos - not the shadowy caverns where numberless ex-fëar mumble and stumble through to the hereafter, or the great tapestries of Vairë, or the Freezer of Ignominy but rather the Great Hall, with seats for each Vala (apart from the accused)*
*speeds his way there, expecting the others to do the same* |
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[Jan. 18th, 2011|08:25 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | &beleg&thingol, &beleg&turin, &mablung&turin, &melian&thingol, &melian&turin, @menegroth:palace, beleg, chip, este, mablung, melian, qualme, thingol, turin, vana | ] |
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*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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[Jan. 11th, 2011|06:33 pm] |
*after her sojourn up north, makes her way to Doriath, thinking to visit her nieces while she's about* *has some rather significant news to share, too*
*drops in on Lórell Inn first and casts about for Estë or her husband* |
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[Sep. 13th, 2010|10:01 pm] |
*is all business as usual (except for oh, right, classes starting at some point? she should maybe check on that with OU Med. Sci) as she and Irmo receive their guest*
*lets him rest the first night while her hubby works behind the scenes*
*is fresh and chipper the next morning, getting a nice hot breakfast ready for when he wakes up* (*helps ever so much with patient guest intakes*) |
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[Aug. 24th, 2010|07:53 pm] |
*remains oblivious to all of the activity around him, from tubes and needles to visitors and mainstays, and even the presence of two Valar isn't enough to shake him from his chemically-induced sleep*
*drags his eyes open a few times in the middle of the (second) night and mumbles a few nonsensical words on the morning of the third day* *tumbles into dark dreams after each glimmer of consciousness, but is ushered clear in short order (shh, sleep easy)*
*blinks and inhales deeply sometime in the late afternoon, not quite aware he's awake until he hears movement somewhere to his left* *tries to turn his head, instinctively seeking the source (hello?)* |
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[Aug. 17th, 2010|11:37 pm] |
*returns from errands to receive the latest news about the Children*
*can't help but be concerned especially what with all those two boys have been dealing with, never mind the other ones*
*accompanies Irmo to Gondolin so he can listen out on his best receiver iPod* *follows his trail to the GMH*
*while Irmo sits in the main waiting room to keep listening, uses her OU faculty credentials to ask around about Erestor's treatment (all holistic remedies can be attempted you know? even in dire cases you'd just be amazed...)*
*stops outside his room to assess the situation and see how his visitors are doing* |
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[Mar. 5th, 2009|10:18 pm] |
*Following that rather uncomfortable exchange, decides to scope out what's happening in the live music scene.*
*Heads to Ossiriand and wanders between various venues, looking for something that strikes his fancy.*
*Happens upon a studenty-looking joint and reads the sign outside.*
"Open mic night." That's always good for a laugh.
*Goes inside, gets himself a beer and takes a seat.* |
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[Nov. 5th, 2008|11:47 pm] |
*makes his way to Losgar by train, by plane, utterly unsure of how he got there, save that he is firmly installed in a hotel room (another hotel room and it is the fifth time) in Losgar, overlooking the sea*
*does not leave his room for a day and a night but manages to stir himself at around noon, when it is as bright as it ever is in his bleak hometown* *goes down to the reception and scribbles a postcard to Eärendil, promising a rematch of hangman when he comes back to Gondolin and then goes outside and down to the beach*
*wraps his coat around him and pulls down his woolly hat and takes deep gulping breaths of the salty ocean air until he is almost hyperventilating (but at least the pain in his eyes and lungs is a new pain to make him forget the old pain)* |
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[Oct. 29th, 2008|12:37 pm] |
*leaves the Fountain with Estë*
*having listened to talked with Erestor, has (at least) one more person he's curious to look for*
*moves a little further into town and stops in a bar to look around*
*lets a yawning Estë take a seat at the bar while he takes a listen* |
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[Oct. 27th, 2008|07:41 pm] |
*is still in Gondolin the next day, having had more than enough to keep the two of them busy while loitering around the hospital area*
*follows their walking tour down to the affected Houses*
*stops at the Fountain and waits on the steps with her hubby, for all intents and purposes looking like world-weary travelers if any travelers were actually still entering the city* |
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[Oct. 26th, 2008|07:11 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | &aule&yavanna, &este&irmo, &manwe&ulmo, &manwe&varda, &ulmo&varda, @menegroth, aule, este, irmo, manwe, sauron, telimektar, ulmo, varda, yavanna | ] |
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*thinks the nature of activity in Gondolin at the moment merits a visit to check out the "night life"*
*locks up the B&B and heads out from Delving*
*reincorporates in an alley just outside the main shopping district* |
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[Oct. 20th, 2008|01:50 pm] |
*prompted by severe Vitamin D deficiency his sister's gentle entreaties (and those of Telimektar, though he still isn't sure why he's lucky enough to have a Vala around with a vested interest in his well-being), gathers his inner strength in an attempt to actually leave his dorm and brave the battlefield outside*
*gets as far as the really quite state-of-the-art officers' mess (a.k.a. dining hall) on the ground floor of his building before his courage gives out*
*slinks inside and begs rations (in the name of the High Prince) from the bewildered people operating the facility before finding himself an empty table in the corner* |
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[Sep. 14th, 2008|11:28 am] |
*re-opens her office at OU for the fall term of classes*
*does a cleansing with some crystals and incense and sends a mental note to her hubby she's all settled*
*has some vague sense of disquiet among the administrative staff about things like "grades for the spring term" and "syllabi", and oh my those things will just work themselves out, won't they?
*also hears some titterings about the new fella and how he's all dark and brooding and handsome*
*curious, goes down to wander aimlessly until she finds the linguistics department to check it out* |
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[Jul. 1st, 2008|01:20 am] |
*has spent most of the afternoon in an average little kitchen in Menegroth, buried to her shoulders inside a (convenient) malfunctioning oven and chatting easily with the lonely woman at the dining table who doesn't quite recall having phoned for a mechanic, but was glad to see one on her doorstep!*
*finally emerges from the oven's guts and gets to her feet, wiping her hands off on a rag and smiling through the bits of hair falling out from under her kerchief* There we go, Mrs. Abernathy, good as new. You'll be baking those macaroons again in no time, just like the ones you used to make for the boys. ... Oh, yes, I'm absolutely sure. Grandbabies always love Grandma's baking. It's a Rule. ... No, no charge today, we'll send the bill in the mail. *won't, of course*
*finishes gathering her tools and equipment and makes her farewells before heading to the front door* *glances back to see Mrs. Abernathy dialing her estranged son's number* *quiet smile*
*speaking of family!* *decides to visit her nieces while she's in town* *stashes her gear in the station wagon and heads out to Vendórë's place first* |
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[May. 16th, 2008|09:32 am] |
*finds that a relatively calm peacefulness has fallen over her in the aftermath of the wedding*
*not surprising, considering the ill-advised nature of the match*
*uses the break to focus on something else bothering her lately*
*goes to her sister and brother-in-law's establishment in search of Melian* |
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[May. 12th, 2008|05:31 pm] |
*surprisingly shows up at an awards show his company has been arranging for the past twenty years or so for honouring excellence in medicine, for the first time in his life*
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*not surprisingly turns the otherwise somber event into a free illegal and controlled substances zone, followed by free flowing booze, loud music and scantily clad women, completely ignoring the old men who are there to get their awards*
*ends up drunk; climbs up to the roof of the extremely posh hotel the event is taking place in and screams to the crowds of people gathered below*
AEGNOR IS HERE AND HE INTENDS TO ENJOY HIMSELF! |
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[Apr. 27th, 2008|03:42 pm] |
*trots back home to the Inn after Beleg is discharged from MHC* *is as mystified as ever about the modern practices of patient care* (*always jell-o with every meal?*)
*leaves Irmo to his listening and goes upstairs to remake up a couple new rooms*
*finishes up in the last room and yawns, pleasantly worn out*
*promptly falls asleep on top of the bed covers* |
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[Apr. 13th, 2008|01:12 pm] |
*makes her way to Menegroth Health Centre with a labouring Beleg* *tells Irmo to follow keeping an eye out for expectant Ainu-daddies*
(*still does not understand all this modern medicine malarky but if comfy is comfy, there we go*)
*steps out of the cab and calls out to any attending orderlies* I think we need a nice bed for this young mort-- lady here!
*lets Beleg breathe through the next contraction and get out when she's ready*
*listens to the little one's quick progress*
*...*
*urgently brightly* I think sooner would be better! :) |
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[Apr. 12th, 2008|12:06 pm] |
*having spent a significant portion of the past two or three days loitering, half-disguised, on a bus stop bench on the corner nearest the Lorell Inn...continues to loiter*
*knows that Irmo is very likely to have been listening all this time, wondering what his game plan (game plan?) is* *tells himself this is the reason he's been keeping his distance from everyone he cares for* |
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[Mar. 30th, 2008|11:44 am] |
*has put all her touches on Lorell Inn and is finally satisfied of the healing, cleansing quality of the ambient energy* NÁMO I'M WARNING YOU.
*and has two lovely souls (oh her dear, dear Maia) in need of healing and rest!*
*while her hubby is out listening for wandering dreams, puts together a nice breakfast in the kitchen* |
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