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Poor Glorfindel. And nobody has been searching for him ever since?Did you just call Laurinalótë “Glorfindel”? I mean, yes, he belongs to the House of the Laurinalótë, the Golden Flower, but he’s not actually here. None of us have seen Glorfindel in a long time, since he decided to join my brother in Gondolin.
*Laurinalótë lifts her leaves to high-five back. A hearty smack is heard, softened by the light weight of the greenery.*Here, give me some leaf. *holds his hand up to her by the vase for a high-five
He is doing well last I heard from Celandine. Thorondor's son Lárandor has taken to pretending to nibble at her, and Glorfindel "protects" her. How they have time for such games, I do not know.Poor Glorfindel. And nobody has been searching for him ever since?
Haha, this sounds adorable! No wonder she has an infatuation for Glorfindel, with him being her brave knight who “saves” her. Reminds me of when he used to play with us when we were little. Those were some fun times.He is doing well last I heard from Celandine. Thorondor's son Lárandor has taken to pretending to nibble at her, and Glorfindel "protects" her. How they have time for such games, I do not know.
It seems we have another Valië of culture.
*is amused by this*On a different note, what a smack you made, Laurinalótë! Here, give me some leaf. *holds his hand up to her by the vase for a high-five*
*helpfully*Poor Glorfindel. And nobody has been searching for him ever since?
*glances from Curvo to Maitimo, giving a small, warm smile. His eyes distance out for a moment, remembering those difficult times, but as he refocuses on the present, his smile grows* He’s worth it. 😊
*Curufin suddenly hears a very familiar voice*Well hello little traitor. Long time no see.
*hearing him approaching, Curufin slams the paper down into his lap and death-stares him with the mightiest stink eye he can muster**Tyelko recognizes his voice immediately but when he turns to look at him, he finds Findaráto to be looking at Curvo only. He finds it weird but tries to shield his brother from Findaráto's view in case he decided to turn violent*
*Findaráto notices the weirdly familiar looking elon but what catches his eyes more is the very cool outfit he is wearing. He smiles and walks up to him*
And who would you be, good sir? I must say I appreciate that someone is very well dressed in this rather...uh-
*Curufin observes the exchange with some suspicion, though he cannot deny the confusion is rapidly growing within him also**Tyelko, confused like he has never been*
....Huh?
Thank you, brother!*glances from Curvo to Maitimo, giving a small, warm smile. His eyes distance out for a moment, remembering those difficult times, but as he refocuses on the present, his smile grows* He’s worth it. 😊
*Findaráto enters the room, confused as he has just returned from Valinorë back to middle earth.
His eyes harden as they fall on Curvo reading newspaper but he can't find Tyelko even as his eyes search the crowd*
Well hello little traitor. Long time no see.
*Tyelko recognizes his voice immediately but when he turns to look at him, he finds Findaráto to be looking at Curvo only. He finds it weird but tries to shield his brother from Findaráto's view in case he decide to turn violent*
*Findaráto notices the weirdly familiar looking elon but what catches his eyes more is the very cool outfit he is wearing. He smiles and walks up to him*
And who would you be, good sir? I must say I appreciate that someone is very well dressed in this rather...uh-
*He lowers his voice enough so only the two of the can hear*
Not to offend anyone but...you must agree how they all look sort of... bland, right?
I really like your fashion choice. Where did you find such a jacket? Do you think they make them in a larger size? I'd like one for myself and perhaps my brothers would like this too.
*Tyelko, confused like he has never been*
....Huh?
*Maitimo immediately senses tension and it makes him tense too, hoping everyone will get along and there will be no stupid fights**Curufin observes the exchange with some suspicion, though he cannot deny the confusion is rapidly growing within him also*
*Ereinion approaches Findaráto, who is a total stranger to him* *innocently asks* Do you want to dress like a skunk like Uncle Tyelko?I really like your fashion choice… I'd like one for myself
O-KAY! Let’s all take a step back and breathe for a minute. *steps in front of Findaráto and puts his hands on his shoulders to gently push him back, away from Tyelko and Curvo* No death threats at each other, please. We’ve had enough of them.*Findaráto bristles, reaching out for what looked like to be a discarded ice gun and picks it up*
You little jerk! You and that mini devil both deserve to die!
*Írissë comes and stands next to Tyelko, a frown marring her face as well*
You touch my best friend and I shove that ice gun up your nose until. You like brain frost?!
*leans over to whisper to Findaráto, concerned* Did you even pause to read the fine print??*Findaráto takes hesitant steps towards the pair but sighs and snatches the pen and signs where it was required*
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