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[Feb. 27th, 2011|10:19 pm] |
*Paces around the top floor of Ilmarin, keeping an eye on events to the East, as he has been doing ever since Vána's judgement.*
*Feels somewhat encouraged at Ulmo's reports of Noldor and Sindar working together but can't shake the feeling that he's been entirely too complacent of late.*
*Notices something untoward in the distance.* *Makes a note to tell Aulë to keep an eye on his maiar, especially after what happened last time.* Oh Olórin, you too? *sighs* Orë is not a toy. |
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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. 19th, 2011|06:08 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | &aule&vana, &elrond&turin, &mablung&turin, &manwe&ulmo, &morwen&turin, &telimektar&vana, @doriath:vana's, @menegroth, @menegroth:mhc, aule, chip, elrond, irmo, mablung, manwe, morwen, namo, nienna, telimektar, turin, ulmo, vana, varda | ] |
*finds a high-powered flashlight, fills it with fresh batteries, and goes out into the streets of Menegroth as promised*
*thinks at first that the situation doesn't seem too bad—nothing has obviously exploded many people look a bit panicked in the glow of the emergency lights, their foot traffic somewhat chaotic; but some even look resigned, perhaps having lived through the Great Delving Blackouts of past years*
*wanders down in the direction of his mother's shop, thinking to check on her while he's out* *occasionally points passersby in the right direction or tries to reassure them although more than occasionally (and perhaps understandably), they look terrified to see him*
[Edit] *reappears inside Vána's workshop (now is not the time for social graces)* |
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[Mar. 14th, 2010|08:49 pm] |
*is nowhere near Gondolin when he feels a tremendous and truly horrible vibration that make his teeth rattle* *with an Eru-almighty scream, makes his way to Gondolin, arriving in the dead of night*
*pitches up in the garden of the Flower and listens and such is his rage that he uproots a strong but withered tree*
*roaring so loudly that it might be thunder (without lightning)* QUALMË!! |
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[Feb. 9th, 2010|07:33 pm] |
*Has spent quite a bit of time trying to work up the courage to tell Ilmarë that his diplomatic intervention with Eönwë wasn't so diplomatic.*
*Decides some Dutch Courage is in order so stops off at a favourite watering hole on the way to Ilmarin.*
*Spends rather longer than he really intended building up his courage but assures himself that he's okay to drive demanifest.* |
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[Oct. 22nd, 2009|10:11 pm] |
*Travels back to Ilmarin, still processing the fact that she has a brother on the same plane as her again (and has done ever since she descended).*
*Knows that she should respect Eönwë's wishes to be left alone but also knows that keeping her mouth shut is not her forte.*
*Heads out to one of the balconies and stargazes for a while.* |
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[May. 17th, 2009|10:13 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | &ilmare&ulmo, &salmar&ulmo, @gondolin:estella's, @ulmonan, @unknown, danielle, georgia, ilmare, manwe, salmar, ulmo | ] |
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...I don't know, I was just surprised that the winning region submitted a song for the Belerivision Song Contest. Was that a bit of an unfair advantage? I mean, this contest hasn't been about music for a long time. I expected insane, surreal dance routines involving mimes, breakdancers, sequined body-suits and burlesque dancers. I expected broken Sindarin sung in an appalling Noldorin accent. I expected the Telerin regions to vote for eachother, I expected the Noldorin regions to vote for eachother, I expected the mortal regions to get nul points. I expected tuneless wailing.
I didn't expect an actual song. It's a catchy to the point of irritation, insidious, brain worm of a song, but it's a song nevertheless. That just came out of left-field. Am I reading this wrong? Let me know what you think after I play the winning entry. Again. Because I'm contractually obliged to. |
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[Apr. 18th, 2009|06:40 pm] |
*appears to be going on a date for dinner with her husband although, the more she thinks about it, the more she comes to the conclusion that it was her idea and, oh dear...*
*makes her way to Hithlum and actually spends quite a pleasant day browsing around the city streets* *thinks this kingdom might be the most stress-free kingdom she has visited, which is funny, given how stressed its ruler often is*
*makes her way to the restaurant, as arranged, and is certainly dressed to kill* *arrives a little early and opts to sit up at the bar* |
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[Apr. 13th, 2009|04:05 pm] |
*Figures he'd best stick to his word and get in touch with Varda, lest he face the Wrath of Ilmarë, or worse still, the Bottle Lip Quiver of Ilmarë.*
*Dials at least three times before pressing 'send,' before finally mustering up the courage to call.*
*Sort of hopes that there's shouting. Can deal with shouting far better than icy cold silences.* |
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[Apr. 4th, 2009|12:13 pm] |
*Gives Manwë a call as he waits in the airport for her ladyship.*
*Arranges to meet at a nice cafe down the road (wants to avoid anywhere licensed to sell alcohol.* |
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[Mar. 16th, 2009|07:49 pm] |
*Walks back to his hotel late at night.*
*Shakes his head at a passing drunk and winces internally as he accepts that was him a week ago.*
*Walks backwards and takes a second look at him when he realises said drunk is singing boisterously in Valarin.* |
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[Mar. 5th, 2009|12:34 am] |
*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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[Feb. 19th, 2009|11:38 pm] |
*Wakes up on the floor of a hotel room...somewhere.*
*Blinks at a chink of sunlight coming through the gap between the curtains as he slowly tries to piece together what's happened to him.*
Argument with the wife, got kicked out, stayed at Ulmo's for a while, decided to sort fucking life out, then...
*Frowns and scratches his head before noticing the significantly cleared-out minibar.*
Oh.
*Fumbles for the phone on the bedside table and takes a good couple of minutes to work out that he needs to dial '0' for an outside line.* |
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[Dec. 9th, 2008|08:02 pm] |
*Empties out his washing machine to discover that his previously white shirts have become a not so fetching powder blue.*
*Pulls out a pair of Manwë's navy blue socks.*
*Quietly swears under his breath and glares at the water intake pipe.* You could have warned me.
*Thinks this has gone on quite long enough, so wonders what would be the most tactful way to tell his best mate to get the fuck out of his house and sort his life out.*
Manawenûz! Get the fuck out of my house and sort your life out! |
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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. 14th, 2008|08:32 pm] |
*Crawls out of bed early in the afternoon, instnatly regretting the all night drinking/heart to heart session with Manwë.*
*Grabs a pint of water for himself and shuffles into the living room.*
*Turns on the TV and is instantly astounded by what by he's seeing on every news channel.*
*Throws a cushion at the blanket-covered heap sleeping on his sofa.*
Wake up. |
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[Oct. 2nd, 2008|08:47 pm] |
*So, Manwë. You've been a crap husband, you've had a massive fall-out with your wife and she's turfed you out. WHAT are you going to do now?*
I'm going to Seaworld.
*Heads into the park with his season ticket, a small suitcase and a six-pack of beer.*
*Wanders down the underwater viewing tunnel, while completely ignoring the confused stares of the staff and other visitors.*
*Presses his thumb-print to an apprently normal-looking segment of the tunnel, which opens a door to a secret passage leading to a certain underwater palace.*
*Rings the doorbell when he gets there.* |
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[Sep. 28th, 2008|04:30 pm] |
*tries to find a Súlimo Enterprises accounts file that she's pretty sure she had on her own laptop but cannot locate it*
*knows that she emailed a copy to Manwë (and never knows why she bothers because it's not as though he shows the slightest interest in running his interests)* *goes into his living room and sees that his laptop is turned on, which does make things easier*
*sits down and starts to look for the file when she becomes distracted by an open chat log* *reads it*
*oh, the hurt anger* *and to think that Ulmo had to stand up for her!* |
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[Sep. 21st, 2008|08:43 pm] |
*Decides to have a night in with The Game on telly, a bowl of nachos and some quality lap-top time.*
*Logs on to his chat client to see who's about.* |
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[Apr. 24th, 2008|08:24 pm] |
*Has tea on the balcony at Ilmarin.*
*Munches thoughtfully on a crumpet and watches the East carefully as he feels a change in the air.*
*Ponders Nienna's assertion that he should get out more.* |
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guilty
drunk
scared
blah
curious
irritated
shocked
thoughtful