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Apr. 3rd, 2008

[info]ossai

*after Erinti has returned to Ilmarin, holds court in the kitchen in Ulmonan, with Uinen on his lap*

You know? I think I'm cool with it. I mean, I'm cool with the Boss gettin' laid. Sure, it's weird and kinda wrong? But, y'know, getting laid all the time has definitely made you into a cooler if sorta disturbing? person, Amillo.

Mar. 30th, 2008

[info]ulmo

*Has a worn out, emotionally drained, sleeping valie resting her head on his lap.*

*Worries about how she's going to deal with Nienor's discordant aspect if her tonal Music affected her this badly.*

*Gently trails his fingers through her hair as he thinks over his next move.*

*Finds it kinda relaxing. Very relaxing. Who knew?*

*Nods off to sleep before he realises what's happened.*

Feb. 20th, 2008

[info]ilmare

*arrives back at Ilmarin from the Ring of Doom, intending to grab a snack before hitting the night skies*

*can't help but notice that the kitchens seem rather busy and that the kitchen-Súruli are running around frenetically*

*ventures into the good dining room and sees that the table is set* *with place-names*

*knows that this can mean only one thing: Ilmarin Family Dinner*

*wonders if she can demanifests skywards before anyone notices*

Feb. 14th, 2008


[info]manwe

*Arrives at the Ring of Doom so he can get the latest meeting underway.*

*Manifests in time to catch Ulmo and Erinti in mid-conflab, looking for all the world like they're conspiring about something.* ¬_¬

*Settles down in his throne and gives the agenda a last look over.*

Jan. 23rd, 2008

[info]ladyofwaters

*shows up at Ilmarin and waits for Ossë*

*brings a plate of chocolate chip cookies everyone likes chocolate chip cookies they make everything totally better right no can fight when they've got chocolate chip cookies*

Dec. 17th, 2007


[info]falathar

*is marginally less nervous as he makes his way down to the seashore*

*is, perhaps, a bit too early but closes his eyes against the sea breeze and goes over his vows for the nth time in his head*

[info]amillo

*Paces up and down in his suite.*

*Practises his vows under his breath.*

*Checks his reflection in the mirror.*

*Wonders if he should have gone with the midnight blue cumberbund.* :?

*ulps*