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*smiles sorrowfully* I cannot gaze at them for long. Their light burns my heart, of a desire that can never again be fulfilled....*follows her gaze* Beautiful night outside, with the stars and the light of Isil shining.
You seem blue. Would you like some blue milk? It’s very good, I promise.*smiles sorrowfully* I cannot gaze at them for long. Their light burns my heart, of a desire that can never again be fulfilled....
*her voice trails off softly and delicately*
*chuckles a little* Ah, non merci! Regular shall do!You seem blue. Would you like some blue milk? It’s very good, I promise.
If you insist. *refills her glass with regular milk* There. Would you like another tray of cookies?*chuckles a little* Ah, non merci! Regular shall do!
Very much so, I shall!If you insist. *refills her glass with regular milk* There. Would you like another tray of cookies?
*nods, and walks over to the door, calling out into the hallway* Fresh plate of white chocolate chip cookies, please!Very much so, I shall!
*bows to Fingon* Ah, merci, sweet Fingon!*nods, and walks over to the door, calling out into the hallway* Fresh plate of white chocolate chip cookies, please!
*after a minute, a Minion dressed in serving attire walks in, carrying a plate of fresh, steaming cookies. He sets the plate down by Amaniel, bows, and leaves, after sneaking a cookie off the plate for himself*
Supposedly I am a 'small' Spirit of Fire spirit of candle??, and I have had water dumped on my head a few times. *looks at Írissë* I appear to have survived.As a Fiery (and fallen) Valie of Desire, I would definitely not want that to happen to me. 🥲
*Curufin pretends to bury himself further into his book. Had his frustration with being an Oath-bound individual in warring Beleriand been made occasionally tolerable thanks to 'Tyelko huggies'? Yes. Would he admit this aloud? No.**hugs her back*
Try not to fall so much, you guys. I can't always be around to give you huggies to fix it.
*Most of the time, Curufin is about as romantic as a brick, so he has barely even paid attention to that side of Írelilta's powers.*No, it’s not. And I’m not playing your game. I don’t trust anything trying to seduce others in dark ways, especially when it comes to “sensual” and “desirous” content. 😑
I am one of the worst of the exiled Noldor, or... so they tell me. I couldn't care less about the Ainur *looks to the side with a thumbs up* 'cept you Aulë, you're cool, but Ilúvatar, your maker and mine? Well let's just say these are apples and oranges. I don't lump them together. Neither did Atar.
*Curufin smiles a little, then looks down at his metal-engraving book again, thinking he must try this interesting pattern someday, perhaps on something like a ring or other item of jewellery.**Ereinion brings Gwaloth and his stuffed lion to the window, and he shows his puppy the beautiful twinkling of the jewels on the lion as they glitter in the starlight*
*grins* You're welcome! *twirls around in glee*Curvo’s married. But if you must teach him how to woo his wife, please do it elsewhere, where my son won’t overhear. Thank you for asking first.
*looks somewhat bemused for a moment, then a mischievous smirk appears on his face*Well, Curufin, maybe some day you could learn from me...
*raises eyebrow* Follow your own desire....don't get manipulated by the thoughts and desires of others.... *smirks**looks somewhat bemused for a moment, then a mischievous smirk appears on his face*
Oh, I don't know about that. I don't think Nelyo would appreciate a new addition to my repertoire of manipulative abilities.
If you just want to learn how to make your wife happier, go for it. Otherwise, you've got pleeeenty enough skills in trickery, sarcasm, irony, tripping up people with your words and everything!*looks somewhat bemused for a moment, then a mischievous smirk appears on his face*
Oh, I don't know about that. I don't think Nelyo would appreciate a new addition to my repertoire of manipulative abilities.
*raises voice a bit, still smiling*
What say you, Nelyafinwë?
Nelyo's approval is a mere formality. He can tell you I do as I like anyway.*raises eyebrow* Follow your own desire....don't get manipulated by the thoughts and desires of others.... *smirks*
*Raises a hand and nods in agreement*Nelyo's approval is a mere formality. He can tell you I do as I like anyway.
...Implying I'm not a Fëanorian...?THANK YOU! Some people *points at Maitimo with his head* don't want to see it.
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