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[Jan. 2nd, 2011|08:42 pm]
zimrahil
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[Mood | bored]

*Hangs around on the edge of a marquee that's been set up for her dad's Eru worship...thing..*

*Completely buttons up her coat (which is plain white, of course, anything else would be "unseemly" apparently) against the cold, knowing better than to complain about why they have to hold this thing outdoors, in winter. That way lies another lecture about how in his day they held it up on the top of a mountain so this is nothing.*

*Silently watches the faithful file in, wondering how many are actually faithful, Númenórean god-botherers or how many are just here out of curiosity or because they heard the rumours about the Rómennan tradition of getting completely smashed afterwards.*
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[Dec. 11th, 2010|09:27 pm]
veantur
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[Mood | curious]

*Whiles away the afternoon with Pharazôn in an Ossiriand coffee-house.*

So, pulling a gun on someone is usually illegal, right? But the rulers of the kingdoms make the laws, yeah? But if the ruler of one kingdom pulls a gun on the heir to another kingdom, what happens then? Is there a legal term for that?
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[Dec. 3rd, 2010|11:56 am]

thingol
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[Mood | crazy]

*it's late in the fourth quarter, tied at 21, third and seven at the Groundhogs' 40, and so he's expertly patched up, bundled up warm and doing what any decent grandfather of a star QB should be doing—blocking the view standing and waving his makeshift Bobcats paraphernalia from halfway up on the 50-yard line, screaming (along with everyone else) at the top of his lungs*

YOU CALL THAT AN OFFENSIVE LINE? PROTECT YOUR QB, YOU PORKY SONS OF BITCHES! *looks down at the woman sitting on the bleacher seat directly below him, who whirls around with a ferocious glare and covers her young son's ears* WHAT.
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[Nov. 8th, 2010|09:14 pm]
almarian_
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[Mood | curious]

*Decided to extend her sojourn in Lindon to spend some time with her father, primarily to persuade him that he really does need more in the way of furniture than a hammock and a sea-chest.*

*Has so far managed to get him to accept a sofa, a bed, a tv-stand and a tv.*

*Settles down on the aforementioned sofa and uses a crate as a table as she eats her dinner in front of the latest episode of Ancalimë.*

Dad? Is this a repeat? Or a remake? 'Cause I really think I've seen this before.
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[Aug. 20th, 2010|12:21 am]
veantur
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[Mood | relaxed]

*Has finally put in an offer on a house (on land, bleuch).*

*Since this leaves them with a free day, decided to show Marian around the academy.*

*Waits for her in a café on campus while she's off powdering her nose or whatever it is women get up to in public bathrooms because they sure do take a long time.*

*Hears some sort of Eru-awful pop jingle coming from her handbag so fishes out her phone.*

*Peers at the new-fangled thing and guesses it's the green button he should be pressing.*

Hello?
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[Aug. 2nd, 2010|03:35 pm]
almarian_
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[Mood | bouncy]

*Has taken the week off to help her dad look for a house in Lindon, something she's only too happy to do if this means he'll finally settle down.*

*Has of course promised him that the practice will handle all the conveyancing for him and thinks that at this rate they should be getting him stamp-cards like they have in the coffee shops; "buy four legal proceedings, get the fifth free!"*

*Speaking of the practice, really hopes Alasdair saw that fax she left on his desk before she left.*
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[Jun. 27th, 2010|09:31 pm]
veantur
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[Mood | working]

*Heads to the library in Lindon to look for a suitable text on military history, after being advised by the Dean that "Word of God Lecturer" was not an acceptable basis for a syllabus.*

*Wanders around the stacks, picking out the huge door-stopper books, thinking that if nothing else, it'll be funny to see the looks on the student's faces when they see how much they'll have to read.*
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[May. 9th, 2010|07:20 pm]
gilgalad
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*after his best friend went and got gay-married in his town, didn't think that anything exciting would ever happen in Lindon again* *sinks further into depression (or what passes for depression in Gil-galads) when Káni goes back to Ossiriand to be a nerd*

*gets stuck in to the running of things and can think of no way of avoiding sitting on a boring interview panel for one of the senior teaching positions at the military school*

*plays Noughts & Crosses with himself for the first batch of interviews, having made up his mind about each and every one of them based on his first impressions of them (Too old) (Too fug) (A ballet teacher??) (Too timid) (Too creepy)*

*after a brief break for coffee, scans over the CV of the next candidate and, much to his fellow interviewers' surprise, sits up straight and eyeballs him as he walks into the room*

*without preamble* According to your resumé, your experience is almost entirely maritime-based. What on Órë qualifies you to teach in a landlocked country?
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