Aredhel Ar-Feiniel does what she wants! (white_lady) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2012-10-08 12:00:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, aredhel, turgon |
Who: Aredhel, Turgon
What: House Crashing and then their version of 'grocery shopping.'
When: Probably right after the hilariously hot mess that was Maeglin saying he lost his job.
Where: Turgon's hidey hole!
Rating: PG
Status: Complete!
Aredhel felt she'd been neglecting her social duties, as of late. That's why it was THE perfect time to go visit her brother, Turgon, whom she was mostest closest to...since Fingon was a stinker and did stupid things like bungee jumped with clowns on international clown day. Or whatever. Dumb. That's what that was. Mmhm.
Having reached the...was that a door? A hatch? Whatever. The entryway of Turgon's bomb shelter home. That's what it was. Aredhel knocked on that and stood there, impatiently waiting, amidst her two bags of clothing and five bags of shoes (and one PINK!Panther costume). She was dressed in her customary white and silver attire, her hair looking breezey but not messy. It was - as she'd say - "Artfully caressed by the wind" if she was in a good mood. If she was in a bad mood, then it would be "You are stressing me out and MY bad hair day is so YOUR fault."
Right now a good hair day moment! Glee! And Aredhel is not threatening to throw herself down any steps or anything, which is always nice. For those around her, at least.
"Open the door, Turgy? I think I need to peeeee," she whined a little, doing a peepee tapdance and desperately rapping her knuckles on Turgon's door some more.
TOO MANY ENERGY DRINKS. Don't MAKE her leave her mark on your doorstep, OKAY?!