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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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[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. 12th, 2011|10:12 pm] |
*settles in for the last of her several nights spent bunking down at Vána and Oromë's* *has stored or sold most of her few belongings while she works out where to go after Doriath (why is it always just when she gets used to a place...?)*
*still, is cheered when she looks forward to her next stop—surprising her brother with a visit to Mithrim* *has even enlisted her work-in-progress to help her work out the logistics (it's crazy how in-progress he is these days even if he's still clueless as to how he's related to her)*
*turns off the light in the guest room and climbs into bed, wishing good thoughts into her dreams (and hoping maybe tonight will be the night she gets an actual decent night's sleep)* |
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[Nov. 4th, 2010|10:44 am] |
*is so sure she's teetering on the edge of a breakthrough in Chipular emotional capabilities that she's barely left her workshop in weeks*
*finishes going over some old data late one morning and looks across the room at her employee, who is over there playing with her electrons again (aw, so cute!)* Will you come over here for a minute, Káni? There's something I'd like to try. |
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[Jul. 15th, 2010|12:28 pm] |
*has settled into her new routine in Doriath fairly well (if anything about working for Vána can be called "routine")* *was especially thrilled (beyond thrilled, really), when the first day of summer finally arrived and Vána's frenetic working pace eased off significantly, giving her some time to breathe*
*on a break, settles down in Vána's living room to read yet another one of Aulë's massive tomes on physics (the ones even she—and the word "genius" has not been attached to her name without reason, no—can barely comprehend on their most basic level)* |
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[Jul. 12th, 2009|02:38 pm] |
*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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[Jul. 1st, 2008|04:36 pm] |
*knows it's very late notice, but does hope that nice (and, more importantly, smart) mortal girl received her last-minute invitation to pay a visit to her workshop*
*did include turn-by-turn directions that are very easily downloaded to any palmtop computer or other handheld electronic device!* *also assumes that any civilized person has alarms set up to alert them to the arrival of new e-mail*
*busies herself dressing Oromë's latest kill while she waits* |
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[Jun. 4th, 2008|10:37 am] |
*a few days after taking up temporary residence in Menegroth (after arranging for some of her things to be shipped from school and for Fániel to hang onto the rest), gets to work at Arien's apartment, having agreed to be something of a gofer in exchange for the opportunity to observe and study the nature-defying aspects of Ainur abilities and behaviors*
*settles in at Arien's computer and begins archiving Arien's appointments, notes, and memos for the past week according to her six or so types of "absolutely essential" indexing* |
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[May. 22nd, 2008|02:37 pm] |
*is really, really, really, really glad to be home and away from scary, scary shouty guys*
*is a little suspicious of this 'brother' coming to stay, but will deal with that when it happens*
*for the moment, does feel guilty* *yes, guilty*
*sits down with her crayons and construction paper to 'write' a letter*
DEEr VANA. SArrIE I MAID U SAD. I told you I had a Mommy, okay, why didn't you listen!! IT WUZ BAD. PLEEZ FUR FURG DUNT BE MAD. LUVS, GALADrIEL.
*...has no idea where to send it* |
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[May. 13th, 2008|11:44 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | &amrod&galadriel, &anaire&aredhel, &anaire&argon, &anaire&fingon, &angrod&finduilas, &angrod&finrod, &aredhel&argon, &aredhel&celegorm, &aredhel&tilion, &argon&celegorm, &arien&tilion, &celegorm&nerdanel, &curufin&finduilas, &earwen&galadriel, &finarfin&galadriel, &finarfin&nerdanel, &finduilas&maglor, &fingolfin&fingon, &fingon&galadriel, &finrod&idril, &finrod&turgon, &idril&turgon, &maglor&nerdanel, &orome&tilion, &orome&vana, &vana&yavanna, @mithrim, amrod, anaire, angrod, aredhel, argon, arien, celegorm, curufin, earwen, finarfin, finduilas, fingolfin, fingon, finrod, galadriel, idril, maglor, nerdanel, orome, tilion, turgon, vana, yavanna | ] |
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*wakes up on the morning of his sister's wedding and is determined to be happy and supportive and happy and --*
*sighs and gets ready and goes to the venue (one of the courtyards in the Royal Compound) which is completely bedecked with white flowers*
*takes his seat on the bride's side and avowedly does not look at the empty seats on either side of him*
*realises he's ridiculously early when the band arrive to tune up* |
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[Mar. 29th, 2008|04:38 pm] |
*finishes up with a surprise phone call from one of his sponsors* *speaking in a firm, clear tone* Please discuss the details with Ms. Howell, my manager. ... *dryly* I do appreciate that she is an...assertive individual, but I assure you, it's to my benefit. I only do the driving. ... I'll take it under advisement. Thank you for your continued support. *hangs up, only then letting out a sigh*
*checks his voicemail and finds a message from Írissë informing him she's having a pleasant stay in Ossiriand, Maeglin having stayed out of serious trouble recently...which is all well and good, except...wasn't she in Gondolin?*
*finally decides to do something about Vána's automated e-mail reminders about coming over for dinner, which he's been receiving every hour, on the hour, for the past week* *at the last minute, swaps the polite bottle of wine for a can of compressed air she can dust her circuit boards with* *heads out of town toward her and Oromë's(?) house* |
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[Mar. 4th, 2008|03:57 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | &arien&tilion, &irmo&namo, &vana&yavanna, @menegroth, arien, irmo, namo, tilion, uinen, vana, yavanna | ] |
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*gets up late in the afternoon after keeping a few days of his usually amorphous schedule*
*wanders about Delving for a bit, picking up what he can, enjoying being in the middle of things*
*stops in a pub to settle into the middle period of nightlife, before everyone hits the dream-filled hay* |
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[Jan. 3rd, 2008|05:34 pm] |
*receives a message from her personal assistant which, obviously arrived via her personal assistant's personal assistant's receptionist*
Manwë? We're needed in the boardroom.
*takes out her PDA and sends emails to the other members of the Pantheon to report to Ilmarin's boardroom ASAP* |
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exhausted
creative
overstimulated
giddy
stressed