Who: Imrahil, Arwen, Erchirion, Gladharil, Hallorn, Ithiriel(breifly), Elrohir, Amrothos, Zaira(briefly), Nandir(briefly), Elrond, Norno, Aragorn What: Group log! Ssiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinging in the rain. With half naked elves kissing! Where: Minas Tirith when: Today!
Rain: *happens*
Imrahil: *rained on.*
Arwen: *stares at Rain* *shivers*
Servants: *bundle Arwen up*
Erchirion: *glances at the sky, and decides he may as well put Turin away now, since they've gotten relatively nowhere today anyway.*
Gladharil: *is awake and staring out the window at the rain. Wants to go frolick out there but the healers won't let her up!*
Hallorn: ::thinks healers = wise about that::
Ithiriel: *tucked away in a bed with Maglor, though not that way you pervs, is CLOTHED, still reading a book to him, since he won't let her do much else*
Elrohir: *getting interesting news up in his rooms, has not noticed rain*
Basir: *chasing dust bunnies under Imrahil's desk*
Amrothos: *crawling around the foundations of a burned-out house for... unknown but presumably good reasons*
Gladharil: *sneaks out of bed and over to the window >.> *grabs her cloak and starts to climb out**fights wave of nausea!*
Hallorn: ::spots her! swoops over and wraps an arm around her waist::
Zaira: *shivers and wraps another blanket around her*
Erchirion: *Deposits Turin in his stall and tosses his tack casually aside, then starts currying in earnest, bringing up lots of dirt.*
Nandir: *sneaking around in a suspicious fashion carrying a bag of fish*
Gladharil: *flails and falls out of the window outside. Upside down. In an embarassing fashion because she's just wearing a nightgown*
Hallorn: ::mentally kicks himself and jumps down after her::
Gladharil: *sits up, blows hair out of her face sheepishly*
Elrond: *stares at Arwen with 3 blankets on her* *twitches*
Hallorn: I did not mean to startle you, just to keep you from going out. Which did not work very well.
Elrond: *can almost SENSE that there's been a 'prison break' as well*
Norno: *trying to force an ugly hat on Imrahil, to keep his head dryer.*
Gladharil: >.o I want to dance in the rain.
Hallorn: ...i can twirl you around a little, then we'd best go back in.
Gladharil: Deal.
Elrond: *puts another blanket on his daughter, and goes outside to check on things*
Hallorn: ::picks her up and twirls with her, smiling::
Elrond: *watches, from afar, while eye-twitching* *muchly, with the eye-twitching*
Erchirion: *finishes with Turin, gives him some sugar and a kiss and steps out into the streets.*
Gladharil: *kisses him. Publically! And Enthusiastically!**is an elf in a night gown, kissing another elf in the rain and being twirled around. Thinks this is AWESOME*
Nightgown: *white*
Imrahil: *...stops fighting Norno's ugly hat off to stare at the macking elves.* There's something you don't see every day.
Hallorn: ::thinks it's really awesome too, but he's not looking down right now. XD::
Elrond: *twitches more as he realises that he is NOT the only person WITNESSING this*
Norno: Really you ought....Oh MY...*Following Imrahil's gaze*
Norno: *forgets about the hat and gapes.*
Arwen: *followed father outside, leaving the blankets behind her, and puts a hand on his shoulder* Ada, leave them be.
Norno: *might possibly in some part of his mind, find this attractive.*
Norno:*maybe*
Hallorn: ::is very happy elf::
Elrond: *TWITCH* Her... very wet shirt... is displaying her .... someone aught to tell her this. *points*
Arwen: They are happy. *smiles, watching the two of them*
Elrond: *rolls his eyes* Other people are watching. *points!*
Arwen: Come inside and have some tea.
Imrahil: *is more being amused by it than, uh, enticed* You are beginning to stare, Norno, shall we move on or would you like to stay a few minutes longer?
Norno: *LAUGHS at this* I am not! *pause* am I? *appears slightly embarassed at this.* Yes....yes perhaps we ought.
Gladharil: *obliviously kissing Hallorn!**wraps her legs around his waist!*
Elrond: O_O
Imrahil: I think, *directing Norno elsewhere* that you need a ladyfriend.
Nurse: *comes out and wraps a blanket around Arwen* Now now,majesty, you aren't used to the chill yet, you'll get yourself sick.
Hallorn: ::trying to keep arms around her waist. has thin, light colored shirt on as well::
Arwen: *sighs at the nurse, wraps the blanket around her, though she's already soaked through* *looks at her father, looks at the nurse* Come on, Ada... let us go inside now.
Imrahil: *notices Arwen and Elrond, uh... finally. Was slightly distracted* Look, Norno, that's the future queen. *sweeps a bow to Arwen across the street*
Nurse: *starts to pull Arwen inside to get her dry**apparently got elf>mortal 101 from Elrond earlier*
Norno: *glances at this, then sweeps his own bow, had no idea either* that's...slightly awkward.
Arwen: *blinks at Imrahil, smiles, and bows her head at him* *even though she's getting unceremoniously tugged inside*
Gladharil: *breaks the kiss and nuzzles his face with hers, giggling* *out of breath* okay..inside now..lay down. @_@
Norno: Now your men look like....*considers* ...too late.
Hallorn: ::kinda giddy. nods:: Inside now, yes. ::carries her back in!::
Imrahil: *puts the hat back on his head* ...let's be away, it seems we stayed just long enough to see things we cannot repeat to anyone.
Gladharil: ^_^
Elrond: *tugs Arwen inside, too* You are going to take ill.
Norno: that...does sound best.
Elrond: *is going to scold Gladharil later, yes he is* *decides to scold daughter instead, right now*
Gladharil: *curls up on the bed again, after a nurse kicks Hallorn out and strips/dries her**lets Hallorn back in!*
Hallorn: ::is slightly soggy and shirt is clinging to him::
Imrahil: *eyeing Norno* Perhaps I should leave you in a brothel of repute.
Norno: Whaat? I'm hardly Erchirion.
Elrond: *is in the process of making Arwen strip and dry, as well, though of course is not doing that FOR her* *makes someone go and get a dry dress*
Imrahil: I think you take all of this too seriously. Wouldn't you like a day off? It's what all the knights do on their days off, if the stories are to be believed.
Norno: And what would you do without me? *wouldn't go to a brothel no, Would spend the time with someone else if it could be arranged...*
Jun: *has men and women, and you can even go and be read to if that's all you want**or chased by women with feathers*
Gladharil: *takes Hallorn's hand* Thank you.
Norno: *Oh just with his brother, not for anything else. Otherwise would hit that.*
Imrahil: Without you? I'd run crazy, throw all my medicine in the street, and pour all the tea out the window. :P
Hallorn: ::smiles:: You're welcome.
Norno: and that wouldn't be fun with me?
Gladharil: ^_^ >.> *Pulls him in with her and curls up under the blankets*
Hallorn: ::grins. then taks his shirt off because it's wet::
Arwen: *is dried off, has dry clothing thrown at her, and then ends up bundled up in the chair next to Aragorn with 4 blankets and a cup of hot tea*
Aragorn: *smiles ruefully at his betrothed*
Imrahil: You wouldn't let me. I know you. You'd secretly hide it all and make me take it all again. Becase you're the good son.
Norno: *Is touched by this.* Well, Elphir cannot be here to be. And the other two...
Arwen: *smiles at Aragorn* I feel this is largly unnecessary.
Elrond: *hovers* You will not think so the first time you catch ill.
Aragorn: You've spent your whole life with no fear if chill or illness, beloved. It is natural that we are concerned.
Arwen: Some nice older gentleman and a young man were bowing to me out there.
Arwen: *queen of subject changing!*
Imrahil: *softly* if you were my son I would award you titles and deeds, precisely because I know that it is not for them you have done any of the things you've done. But it will have to wait until I'm dead, I fear.
Aragorn: Mmhm. You are already a Queen. *winks* But you must still be careful, at least until you've adjusted.
Arwen: *sighs* It is easy enough to be careful with the staff hovering over me, as well as my own father. *smiles at Elrond*
Norno: Not anytime soon I'd hope. You can keep the titles and deeds so long as you're still here. *eyedarts* Elphir would have no need of me and then where should I be?
Aragorn: And me.
Imrahil: ...have the day off, Norno, you work hard. You deserve it. And if I were gone you could spend more time with that mysterious new gentleman friend of yours you keep sneaking off to visit.
Arwen: *takes Aragorn's hand, smiles*
Elrond: *decides he needs a cup of tea, slips out*
Norno: *does sort of sputter take* It's hardly like that!
Imrahil: You won't tell me his name and you expect me to believe that? >.>
Aragorn: *kisses Arwen's hand!* I am about ready to order myself taken to my own damned bed chambers >.>
Arwen: Soon, melethnin. We would have done it today, but Ada fears moving you in the rain.
Aragorn: The weather has turned against me! *laughs**winces*
Norno: Its a secret but not of a sexual nature. I promise you, we aren't boinking in closets.
Arwen: Careful. *winces* Ah, but here! *gets up, and walks over to a nearby table* *holds up.... paperwork!*
Imrahil: >.> keep your secrets then, Norno.
Aragorn: *grins* *busywork!*
Norno: It's only that Nandir....*pauses, realizes he's let the name slip* ...Eru...
Arwen: *hands it over!* *snatches it away at the last minute, smirks at him*
Imrahil: >.> Isn't he a bit..... young for you to start grooming him already?
ARagorn: Now that is just cruel, meleth.
Arwen: You may blame Daerada. *winks at him, finally hands it over*
Aragorn: *smiles a bit*
Norno: Only for things of a base nature, my lord. *nuetral face.*
Aragorn: I shall have to construct a proper revenge.
Imrahil: I won't tell anyone if that's who you've been sneaking off to see. >.> *doesn't really think it's platonic but will pretend he does because that's not quite the same thing as sexual*
Arwen: I will be watchful, meleth. *chuckles softly, goes back to her tea*
Aragorn: *smirks a bit*
Norno: Thank you, my lord. *knows this is as far as he'll get explaining to Imrahil without giving it all away* That WOULD make it considerably easier.
Imrahil: >.> Shoo, go find him then, and tell him all your deep dark secrets or whatever you do. I'll walk back to the guest house and put on dry clothes, there, will that stop you from worrying?
Norno: If you really mean that
Imrahil: I really mean that.
Norno: *grin* Well then...
Norno: Be very careful
Imrahil: what could possibly happen to me?
Imrahil: shall Umbareans attempt to kidnap me? Will an Easterling attempt to stab me?
Norno: you can never be too careful, can you?
Imrahil: Not if it eases your mind for a change, no. *starts walking towards the guest house* Look, see, I'm going there now.
Norno: *wins*
Norno: Very good then *pleased, goes off*
Imrahil: *changes courses to go visit Nioniel. >.> Can think of ways to dry off that she'll like*