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02/03/2007 12:51:00
[info]sindacollo
*honestly cannot believe no one's found his daughter yet*

*fires all of his staff (including his chef, gardener, and the assistant to his assistant) and hires new people, just because the old ones obviously haven't been doing everything they could to help*

Current Mood: gloomy
Tags: thingol, luthien

 
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From: [info]luthiekins Date: 02/03/2007 13:04:02  

*comes home after her date in the woods*

*finds the palace strangely devoid of staff?*

*goes to his door and stands outside for a while*

*takes a deep breath, goes inside, and stands in silence, watching him*
From: [info]sindacollo Date: 02/03/2007 13:07:45  

*would know those footsteps anywhere*

*pauses in his writing* OH MY ERU DON'T YOU EVER DO SUCH A THING AGAIN YOU BLASTED FOOLISH SWEET PRECIOUS DARLING GIRL.

*resumes writing*
From: [info]luthiekins Date: 02/03/2007 13:10:35  

*waits*

*waits*

*waits*

...Daddy?
From: [info]sindacollo Date: 02/03/2007 13:15:03  

*sets his pen down carefully*

*folds his hands but doesn't look up*

Lúthien. *blandly* How was your day?
From: [info]luthiekins Date: 02/03/2007 13:16:39  

Um. *is a little confused* It was okay, I guess.


...Are you okay?
From: [info]sindacollo Date: 02/03/2007 13:21:42  

*picks up the pen again but drops it quickly before he can snap it in two*

Why shouldn't I be okay? I haven't eaten or slept in days and I've turned out half the city to look for you and I've asked your mother for advice, but other than that, I'm just ducky. Thank you for asking.
From: [info]luthiekins Date: 02/03/2007 13:25:08  

I'm sorry, Daddy, I really am. But... but... *practically in tears* It was stupid. I'm sorry.
From: [info]sindacollo Date: 02/03/2007 13:35:05  

*pushes his chair back from his desk*

*rubs his temples wearily*

*opens his arms to you*
From: [info]luthiekins Date: 02/03/2007 13:38:41  

*runs over and hugs!*

*buries her face against his shoulder*

I missed you.
From: [info]sindacollo Date: 02/03/2007 13:40:39  

*hugs you tightly*

*sighs* I missed you too, pet. You know that if I'm...a tad protective, it's only because I couldn't bear to see anything bad happen to you. You know that, don't you?
From: [info]luthiekins Date: 02/03/2007 13:44:07  

I know, Daddy.

*tentatively* I don't want to go away from you and Mom, though. I'd be lonely. You'd be lonely.
From: [info]sindacollo Date: 02/03/2007 13:49:10  

*after a long moment's thought* You don't have to go away. We would be lonely and it'd be a lot harder to spy on you there. *kisses your forehead*

*more lightly* Your mother thought we might all take a holiday sometime soon. To the seashore. How would you like that?
From: [info]luthiekins Date: 02/03/2007 13:51:32  

*gives him a beautiful smile* I would like that more than anything, Daddy. I always wanted to see the sea. *hugs him again!* You're the best Dad ever! Way better than Uncle Olwë.
From: [info]sindacollo Date: 02/03/2007 14:00:07  

*can't help but be comforted by that smile* We'll go as soon as you like then. All the better now that that bastard's escaped.

Fëanor's a better dad than Uncle Olwë. I could not ask for a better daughter. *smoothes your hair and chuckles* When you're not running away, that is. Eru save me, I will chain you to the fucking radiator next time.
From: [info]luthiekins Date: 02/03/2007 14:14:58  

We should go right away then. Right after I call Gil-galad. Whenever you and Mom are ready.

*beams* I won't run off again, I promise. Not that I ever left.
From: [info]sindacollo Date: 02/03/2007 14:21:07  

I'll tell the servants to start packing. Don't be alarmed if you see all a few new faces around the place.

I promise.

You're a good girl, Lúthie. I trust you as far as Daeron can throw you. Or anything.
From: [info]luthiekins Date: 02/03/2007 14:23:59  

Okay. I'm going to go pick out clothes right away.

*gets up and runs out the door*

...*dutifully comes back and kisses his cheek* Thank you, Daddy. *runs out again!*
From: [info]sindacollo Date: 02/03/2007 14:26:13  

I love you, honey. *watches you leave*

*more or less dies of sheer relief*
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