From: belthronding	Date: 03/04/2007 14:09:01

*still hasn't really recovered from her encounter with Túrin*

*is shown into your office*

*in a fairly muted voice* You wanted to see me, Sir?

	From: sindacollo	Date: 03/04/2007 14:14:36

*doesn't waste any time*

Ambassador Beleg. It has a nice ring to it, don't you think? *grins at you*

	From: belthronding	Date: 03/04/2007 14:21:11

I-- I'm sorry, Sir?

	From: sindacollo	Date: 03/04/2007 14:30:50

*frowns a little when you don't catch on instantaneously*

I need to set up a diplomatic liaison in Hithlum. And since you did such a perfectly adequate job with those negotiations of ours, I thought you'd be the man for the job. In a manner of speaking.

	From: belthronding	Date: 03/04/2007 14:38:32

I-- don't you have Governmental officials for this?-- I'd be very honoured, of course, if you really think I'm the -- ah-- person for the job?

	From: sindacollo	Date: 03/04/2007 14:44:33

*handwaves* I'm sure there are other possibilites, Cúthalion, but your many talents are wasted on routine police work. Surely you must know that. And that's as complimentary as I'm getting so I suggest you appreciate it.

	From: belthronding	Date: 03/04/2007 14:49:11

I -- I do appreciate it, Sir.

*thinks about what she has in Delving* *--* *comes up short*

When do I leave, Sir?

	From: sindacollo	Date: 03/04/2007 14:52:27

*obviously pleased* Whenever you like. And don't be afraid to bitch if the embassy's not all as it should be. A spy needs adequate facilities.

	From: belthronding	Date: 03/04/2007 14:59:00

*nods curtly* I think I'll go and pack now. You do realise that this will leave Mablung in charge of the marchwardens, don't you?

	From: sindacollo	Date: 03/04/2007 15:00:48

DAMMIT. *thinks* Isn't there someone else you can promote quickly?

	From: belthronding	Date: 03/04/2007 15:03:59

*off-handedly* There's always Túrin, I suppose, but he has rather a lot on his plate at the moment. Who knows? Maybe the responsibility will be good for Mablung?

	From: sindacollo	Date: 03/04/2007 15:09:44

*firmly* No, no, I think it's better if the army, um, stuff doesn't get mixed up with the marchwardening stuff. We'll go with "maybe the responsibility will be good with Mablung". Fuck knows why, really.

*just now notices your mood* *puts on concerned!face* What's eating you, Beleg? Are you on the rag?

	From: belthronding	Date: 03/04/2007 15:11:52

I'll tell the guys to keep him in line too.

*looks up* No. No, Sir. I'm fine. Thank you for asking.

	From: sindacollo	Date: 03/04/2007 15:17:53

It's a plan.

*promptly* Well, if you're sure. I'm glad we talked though.

	From: belthronding	Date: 03/04/2007 15:22:08

Yes, sir. I'll send word when I'm leaving.

*lets herself out of the office*

*walks back through Delving to the precinct*

*gets into her own office and sinks down onto the floor*

*doesn't cry or anything; just feels numb*

	From: mablung	Date: 03/04/2007 15:25:32

*barges into your office, grinning from ear to ear*

You will never guess what just happened.

*stops short when he sees you collapsed in on yourself* Ohh, sorry. Are you on the rag?

	From: belthronding	Date: 03/04/2007 15:27:00

*looks away from you*

What just happened, Mablung?

	From: mablung	Date: 03/04/2007 15:30:08

I just fucked Nienor. Or she fucked me. I haven't decided yet. Don't tell Túrin.

*plops himself down on the floor next to you*

Seriously. What's up?

	From: belthronding	Date: 03/04/2007 15:38:44

*looks at you, faintly appalled* That's a new low, even for you, Mablung.

	From: mablung	Date: 03/04/2007 15:48:51

*looks affronted* Hey. She started it! She was all, "Oh, Mablung, you so sexy. I'ma do you right here on this park bench."

	From: belthronding	Date: 03/04/2007 15:54:00

*shouts* She's sick, Mablung! You don't take advantage of someone who's mentally unstable, you just don't!

	From: mablung	Date: 03/04/2007 15:56:36

*peevishly* She felt perfectly sane at the time, trust me. Sounded, I mean.

Are you going to tell me what the fuck is wrong with you, or are you going to keep sulking?!

	From: belthronding	Date: 03/04/2007 16:18:11

It doesn't matter what's wrong with me or you or Túrin anyone because I'm being re-posted, Mablung.

*suddenly laughs harshly* Welcome to your new office, Captain.

	From: mablung	Date: 03/04/2007 16:22:30

*rests a hand on your shoulder*

What are you talking about? Shut up and talk to me.

	From: belthronding	Date: 03/04/2007 16:26:00

	From: mablung	Date: 03/04/2007 16:30:29

You fought with... What?! Hithlum??

*has no idea which one of those bombshells to rail about first*

	From: belthronding	Date: 03/04/2007 16:37:17

*just starts to babble* Yeah. Hithlum. I'm sure it'll be a home to me soon enough. Ha, do you think they'll make me learn Quenya? I wonder what Thingol would make of that? Do you know what the weather's like there? I mean, I don't even know what to pack. I guess I'll need sun cream because they have the real sun there and everything.

	From: mablung	Date: 03/04/2007 16:40:16

*puts his arms around you*

You were just yelling at me about leaving, you asshole. What's the big idea? The kid and I won't stand for it.

	From: belthronding	Date: 03/04/2007 16:46:24

*hides her face against your shoulder* Do you want to tell Thingol that? And anyway, I don't think Túrin will notice my absence.

	From: mablung	Date: 03/04/2007 16:49:40

*jumps to his feet and straightens his collar* No problem. I'll go right now.

I don't think Túrin will notice

You've gone completely bonkers, haven't you? You have.

	From: belthronding	Date: 03/04/2007 17:01:25

*looks up at you* Don't be daft, Mablung. I've accepted the job. I'm going to Hithlum and that's the end of it.

And I haven't gone bonkers. Túrin and I -- we -- we just don't seem to relate to each other anymore. One of us, or both of us, have changed and that's all there is to it.

	From: mablung	Date: 03/04/2007 17:05:31

*roars* WELL WHAT THE PIGSHIT DID YOU GO AND DO THAT FOR?!

I've half a mind to go and slap that boy around. Preemptively.

	From: belthronding	Date: 03/04/2007 17:11:50

He's the Boss! If I'd turn it down, I'd probably wind up in jail. On the whole, I'd rather be in Hithlum.

And what could you possibly achieve by doing that, Mablung?

	From: mablung	Date: 03/04/2007 17:17:20

*petulantly* Fine, go to Hithlum and make me organize the duty roster. That seems fair.

Simple retribution. For whatever he did that's making you act like this. Although you haven't necessarily escaped a slapping, either.

	From: belthronding	Date: 03/04/2007 17:24:06

I've organised the duty roster for the next two months anyway, Mablung.

*sighs and looks away* He didn't do anything. He just has different priorities these days. *forces a smile* He's got his sister and that pretty girlfriend and he's a fucking Vala. Can't really expect him to hang around with his old friends anymore, can we?

	From: mablung	Date: 03/04/2007 17:27:21

That's not the point and you know it. Well, that was one of the points. So cheers, I guess?

can't really expect him to hang around with his old friends anymore

*actually looks sort of glum at that* Dunno. I never really thought about it.

	From: belthronding	Date: 03/04/2007 17:31:47

You're welcome.

*finally gets to her feet and starts picking up various personal items, like photographs and plant pots* He -- he's moved on. I guess we should too. *glances over at you* The Kid's grown up, Mablung. He doesn't need us anymore.

	From: mablung	Date: 03/04/2007 17:38:32

*helps you gather things together without really noticing he's doing it*

Whatever. There were two musketeers before there were ever three. Or was it three and then the four? I can never remember that shit.

*has an epiphany* And now there's one. Fuck you, Beleg. *leans down and kisses the tip of your nose*

	From: belthronding	Date: 03/04/2007 17:45:24

Fuck you too. If this place has gone to the dogs when I get back, I'm holding you responsible, Mablung. OK?

*rests her forehead against your chest* I need to go away for a while. I do need this.

	From: mablung	Date: 03/04/2007 17:49:45

*coolly* Fine. Go ahead. I'll just blame Balan anyway.

*thoughtfully* I guess maybe you do. But I still don't forgive you. Don't forget it. *pinches both your cheeks*

	From: belthronding	Date: 03/04/2007 17:55:42

*swats at your hands* Leave me alone, Mablung.

*piles all of her stuff into a cardboard box* Behave while I'm gone, won't you? I'll come back and visit. I'll have to, I guess, to report to Thingol.

	From: mablung	Date: 03/04/2007 17:58:20

*sits on the edge of the desk*

*sincerely* I'll miss you.

Now get out of my office, worm.

	From: belthronding	Date: 03/04/2007 18:02:13

*kisses you gently on the lips*

I'm still the boss of you. *winks and walks out of the office*