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[Aug. 6th, 2008|07:41 pm] |
*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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[Jul. 1st, 2008|10:31 am] |
*hovers a little closer to the scary scary dark dark cave city these days, trying to psyching herself upagain*
*notices some new foot traffic around the outskirts in the process* (*summer makes people travel more*)
*parks her bike near her 3rd best tree and scrambles up with notepad and pencil to draw* (*note: tell Mablung there's more peanut butter cookies*)
*watches the city entrance wondering who'll come out today* |
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[Apr. 27th, 2008|05:19 pm] |
*is discharged from the hospital, having been given a clean bill of health for herself and her son*
*supposes she should go back to Lórell Inn but isn't sure she wants to go straight there*
*decides to get a taxi to Nellas' home*
*relaxes obviously when they leave the suburbs behind* |
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[Apr. 14th, 2008|12:37 pm] |
*gets word that Beleg's in hospital and all is well* :D!
*has the following thoughts, in sequence:
1. Must visit in hospital and see baby yay!! :D
2. Hospital is in the scary cave Delving.
3. Going to hospital requires going INSIDE THE SCARY CAVE downtown.*
*...*
:s
:/
*bikes all the way out to the edge of town and starts to psych herself up*
*sees the ice cream shop down the street*
*any second now* *really* *promise* |
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[Apr. 3rd, 2008|11:17 pm] |
*feels rather better, having spend some time with Estë (and her awesome breathing excercises)*
*goes out into the city and tries to decide where to go, just to stretch her legs*
*not the park, in case Námo tries to kill her again*
*not the station, in case the boys try to get her to do some work*
*not the Palace, in case Thingol tries to ship her off for some Ambassadorial gig*
*ends up just walking aimlessly through the [slightly] leafy suburbs* |
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[Mar. 20th, 2008|07:59 am] |
*makes the tech-savviest girl at the station download a snap of him and Niënor from his camera phone*
*e-mails it to a newspaper he's seen Morwen read with the following announcement (and a note to bill the space to Túrin Morwen Thingol Beleg Haleth):*
ON MARCH NINETEENTH—
The makers/viewers of
Thanksgiving Fornicopia 3 and Naughty Macaroni Sculpture Hour
brought you—
IN A BLOCKBUSTER SPECTACULAR OF EPIC PROPORTIONS—
the wedding of
Niënor, Lady of Dor-lómin
and
Mablung, Captain of Doriath
THIS SUMMER—
Get ready for the thrill ride of a lifetime in
Crazy/Lazy: Crash Cohabitation
Coming soon to home video (via home video)
*this done, prints out a copy of the e-mail and promptly leaves for the hospital on his lunch break* |
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[Mar. 2nd, 2008|05:29 pm] |
*puts away and tidies all her Vendórë's Day decorations*
*reorganizes all her other decorations after that and gets the spare room totally and completely in order*
*finishes macrame-ing a pot holder which totally won't be useful til spring but anyway*
*sends Celeborn a drawing of the trees near her house just for fun*
*makes a snow man*
:\ :s :/
*calls Mablung and leaves the world's most pointless phone message about weather reports and did you know the Scrabble word-of-the-day is oxymoron that was really funny*
*goes out to make about a million snow angels and think about maybe possibly wondering how long she could survive a city visit without totally panicking, for about the 3592nd time* |
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[Feb. 18th, 2008|08:45 pm] |
*has spent a solid two days or so (i.e. eternity) nervous as anything, wondering whether Nellas got the belated Vendórë's Day card he sent her (with his grandfather's assistance)*
(*had half a mind to give out some others—as peace offerings, one might say—but chickened out in the end*)
*plays games on his grandfather's computer while he mopes in the palace, afraid Nellas won't know where he lives and thus will be stymied in her own attempts to profess her love*
*comforts himself with the memory of painstakingly including his very own closely monitored e-mail address (celeborn@royalsquare.gov.dh) in the card so she'll at least see how tech-savvy he is* *thanks, Vána* |
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[Jan. 23rd, 2008|07:40 am] |
*has an abbreviated trip to the mountains before he decides he... actually doesn't want to be on the road anymore?*
*and actually has familiar faces that he wants to see again* *hey, would you look at that*
*takes a drive down through Doriath on the way back to Delving*
*gets a little turned around and has to stop and look at his maps* |
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[Jan. 5th, 2008|12:42 pm] |
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*sets up Varda with a room at the B&B for the night before they get off to business*
*is ready to set off to meet Yavanna just as soon as he's done the washing up after breakfast* |
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[Jan. 2nd, 2008|06:57 pm] |
*is thrilled to have good company for Erumas*
*even if said company is paralyzed due to attack by former best friend, and pregnant-and-alone as a result of said best friend, respectively*
*has no intention of taking down the decorations until she's good and ready, either* :)
*puts on a fresh pot of cocoa* |
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anxious
lonely