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*arrives in the kitchen in a bit of a daze* *a very long daze*

*sits down at the table and stares into space*

*having returned Ereinion to the loving bosom of the family, leaves the house and makes her way to the park*

*sends her thoughts towards her father* *the grown-up one* *the interesting one* Da-ad? I'm bored.

*is busy playing hide n seek with his new friends and becomes really adventurous*

*retraces his footprints to the park, knowing for sure they'll never find him there*

*goes to play on the swings!*

*pays a call at the House of Incestuous Cousins to visit his daughter*

*knocks on the door* *but not in a polite way, naturally*






((Robert Downey Jr.))

*wanders down the street for a good ten minutes before remembering that he shouldn't technically be walking anywhere*

*slows to a stop* *blinks* *looks around a little bewilderedly*

...

*has vague, hazy memories of the Halls* *recalls winning a... a card game?*

*abruptly sucks in a short breath as he remembers*

*turns and sprints in the direction of Ereinion's house* *is well out of breath by the time he reaches the front door and hurriedly raps on it*

ETA: *heads for his parents' house, feeling rather disheartened* :(

*sighs morosely as the first few raindrops begin to fall* *it just figures*

*knocks on his parents' door, soaked to the skin and completely unaware of all the company inside*

*wakes up sort of early, really*

*goes into the bathroom and looks at herself curiously* *sends out a tentative thought* Dad? I grew.

*makes her way into Ariel's bedroom and wrinkles her nose at the smell of alcohol* *rifles through her aunt's clothing and finds something passable*

*goes down to the kitchen and locates the coffee pot* *waits for the rest of her family to emerge*


((brunette!kristen stewart; any resemblance to lalaith is just an entertaining side-effect))

*as the funeral of her son draws to a close, manages to keep it together long enough to sing a lament, especially composed for the occasion*

*wanders down for breakfast at a suitably late hour* *pours himself some of Gwilwileth's Coco Pops and a large cup of Ariel's coffee*

*feeling rather chipper about life until he opens the newspaper and sees that a perfectly circular hole, the size of a dinner-plate, appears to have been ... burned into each and every page*

*comes to, some distance outside Tirion* *places her hand on her stomach, half-expecting to feel pain, and blood, and death*

*makes her way towards the city, even though it's big and shiny and, really, rather ugly and intimidating*

*finds herself in a quiet neighbourhood and goes into a coffee shop*

*looks at the menu with utter bewilderment* *looks around and sees her husband*

Oh.

*falls into a dead faint*

*gets up early, having had only an early shift at the pub the previous day*

*sets about getting Gwilwileth's breakfast ready*

*sits down at the kitchen table and wraps her hands around her mug*

So, baby girl, what do you want to do today?

[edit] *brings her niece down to the park*

*stays near a busy exit and watches Gwilwileth play in the snow, without gloves on, OME*

*emerges from his hotel room in the early morning with a truly goofy smile on his face*

*weaves his way back to the site of the festival, hoping that his daughter didn't give her uncle and grandfather too much of a run-around*

*picks up some orange juice on his way and meanders past a pile of sleeping Vanyar and Teleri* *thinks it's rather sweet they can put their differences to the side*

*is having a rather enjoyable time, all told*

*raises his eyebrows when Amillo starts singing*

*bows his head to Ingil* Shall we dance, baby?

*is a little bit nervous* *actually, is really very nervous indeed*

*makes his slow way to the beer tent after the competition (which got off to an interesting start) and looks for a nice quiet corner in which to hide rest*

*stops at the café for a coffee and finds herself thinking that Erestor has such a cute baby*

*always liked kids, but never even remotely considered having one* *actively took mental measures to prevent such an occurrence in fact*

*quite suddenly, now finds herself seriously considering the possibility, yearning for it, even* *must be these new female hormones*

Okay. So. No husband. No boyfriend. What else is there?

Adoption?

Dating service?

Personal ad?

One night stand?

Sperm bank?



*sits down with her coffee and scopes out likely specimens candidates*

*wrote reads in the paper that his half-brother has been taken to Lórien*

*is curious about his half-siblings in general and figures now, while one of them is confined to a hospital bed and therefore stationary, is as good a time as any to investigate them*

*brings his daughter to Lórien and goes looking for Ingil's bower*

*to Gwilwileth* Okay, sweetheart, you go play with the giant snails. Call me if they look at you funny, k?

*knocks on Ingil's door*

*can't help but watch his granddaughter a little too closely, waiting? for her to display any kind of Evil!Maia tendencies*