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03/31/2007 16:45:00
[info]tyelcormo
*receives the several-ages-overdue message that his favorite cousin came by to see him while he was away hunting*

*is most displeased that his original assistant has not yet been rehoused in order to become unhoused*

*gives orders for travel preparations to be made for a trip to Gondolin*

*is then somewhat appeased/annoyed by his current assistant when she does some actual checking and learns that Aredhel is in fact living in Hithlum at the moment, not in Gondolin*

*takes the very next flight out*

Well, if this place isn't every bit as dismal as I remember.

Current Mood: unimpressed
Tags: celegorm, aredhel, maedhros

 
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From: [info]irisse Date: 03/31/2007 16:58:30  

*is standing outside the Governmental Buildings having a cigarette and mulling over Findekáno's latest proposition while simultaneously fretting about Maeglin*
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 03/31/2007 17:10:35  

*finds a seat in a café and drinks a mineral water while his assistant runs all around town learning where he might find you*

*checks his watch now and then (it's so sparkly) with a bored expression on his face*
From: [info]irisse Date: 03/31/2007 17:20:49  

*frowns when some stranger approaches her* No, you can't bum a cigarette, OK? *--* Turco? Is here? Here here?

*ditches your assistant and makes her way to the café* *walks in and looks around for you*
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 03/31/2007 17:30:13  

*sees you before you see him*

*smirks at the sight of you scanning the crowd*

*loudly* Oh, come on. *dryly* If I'm not positively gleaming you might as well shoot me now. Really. It'd be a kindness.
From: [info]irisse Date: 03/31/2007 17:32:22  

*winds her way through the crowded café, deliberately taking her time, even though she's unbelievably thrilled to see you*

*looks down at you, with her hands on her hips* You know, I'm not sure if I'm talking to you right now.
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 03/31/2007 17:42:17  

*smiles slowly* That works out, actually. Because I'm not sure if you've earned the right to talk yet.

*tilts his head to the side and taps a spot on his cheek and looks at you expectantly*
From: [info]irisse Date: 03/31/2007 17:47:45  

Oh, you are so full of shit, Turco. *smirks as she leans down, plants a hand on either side of your face and properly snogs kisses you*

*stands up again and indicates to a waiter to bring over her usual espresso and bran muffin* *sits down opposite you* You motherfucker, Turco. You absolute cunt of an individual. How are you?
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 03/31/2007 18:17:10  

*wrinkles his nose* *shakes out his napkin and dabs at his mouth lightly*

*grins* A whole lot better than you, from what it looks like. Whatever are you doing living in this dread place, my darling Írissë? *picks up a butter knife and twirls it in his fingers* I was so looking forward to my first glimpse of New Gondolin. Don't tell me your fool brother's run it into the ground already.
From: [info]irisse Date: 03/31/2007 18:22:45  

*loftily* Somebody needs to keep an eye on 'káno. He's taken it upon himself to be in charge, you know.

And I need to take care of my son. It turns out that he's a drug addict. *looks very vulnerable for a fraction of a second before her eyes widen* Oh! And Russandol is here!
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 03/31/2007 18:31:57  

'Kano? In charge? *eyeroll* May the good lord save his Noldor.

Mm. I remember hearing something about your son. And your ridiculous excuse for a husband. How'd that work out for you? *knows full well how that worked out for you, of course*

Russandol is here!

*doesn't bother disguising his interest* Oh? When did he show up and, more importantly, why is he not running things?
From: [info]irisse Date: 03/31/2007 18:38:48  

*a bit sullenly* My husband killed me and my son betrayed Ondolindë.

*feels a sudden desire to unsettle you* He showed up quite some time ago, only the thing is? Russandol is a she and she doesn't remember a damn thing. She seems to spend rather a lot of time in 'káno's bedroom so I imagine she is running things, to a point.
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 03/31/2007 18:46:35  

*handwaves* *blandly* There's that off your chest, anyway.

Russandol is a she

*is surprised into laughing* No. Yes? How utterly perverse.

I imagine she is running things, to a point.

*smoothly* A Fëanorian does what one must to get ahead, I imagine. If he's a she now, he can't have much else working in his favor.
From: [info]irisse Date: 03/31/2007 18:54:00  

*is gradually remembering how much you are able to infurate irritate her* I'm sure she'll appreciate your sympathy.

*sips her espresso and looks at some fixed point behind you*
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 03/31/2007 19:01:15  

*reads your body language and extends the smallest of offerings* *is fucking over the moon to see you, underneath it all* It's a bit depressing to hear the first one back won't even remember his little brother, to be sure.

*sits back in his chair and rolls his eyes at you* *lightly* Oh, now don't pout, my love. Pouting does not become you.
From: [info]irisse Date: 03/31/2007 19:07:43  

*lightly* I'm sure she'll remember you. You do have a habit of leaving your mark, you know?

*can't help smiling, in spite of herself* Yes, it does. You're just the only man I know able to see through resist it.
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 03/31/2007 19:16:46  

*tsks, pleased* Shame, shame, cousin. You were never one to stroke my ego. *sniffs* This wretched air is doing things to your brain.

the only man I know able to resist

*shrugs* It's no wonder. You know so many weak-minded Ñolofinwians, one can't do a thing about that.

*takes a measured sip of his water and smiles at your smile* Much better.
From: [info]irisse Date: 03/31/2007 19:23:32  

*laughs softly* Well, perhaps it's not the air so much as the lack of refined company.

You know so many weak-minded Ñolofinwians, one can't do a thing about that.

I'm of the same stock as them, Turcafinwë. I do so hope that you're not categorising me as weak-minded, for all that I am a daughter of Ñolofinwë. *smiles more sweetly and considerably more genuinely*

*looks at you, positively drinking in your features* I can't decide whether you look different or not.
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 03/31/2007 19:33:14  

Either option is fairly unconscionable, you must admit. Come out for a visit. *quite enjoying the joke* I might even be home next time.

Don't be absurd. *delivers possibly the finest piece of praise he can bestow as though he's commenting on the weather* You're a displaced Fëanorian, really.

*runs his hands through his hair with a practiced movement* God. I should hope not.
From: [info]irisse Date: 03/31/2007 19:39:40  

*archly* Oh, might you? I daresay I'd scarcely know what to do if I were to stay at your house while you are there.

*recognises the compliment and files it away for future comfort*

*tilts her head to the side and continues to examine you* What I could never understand, of course, was why everyone that that Russandol was the beautiful one.
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 03/31/2007 19:49:46  

*in his I-am-a-benevolent-god voice* Let's see. I could teach you how to hunt, or perhaps how to ride a horse. I could teach you long division, or about life outside the domestic sphere. Scandalous ideas, I know.

*wags a finger* Ah-ah. What few people know is that "well-formed" actually came about when Mother needed to reach something on a high shelf and Nelyo happened to be available. *perfectly meaningfully seriously* Though to be fair, beauty is something of a Fëanorian birthright.
From: [info]irisse Date: 03/31/2007 19:52:34  

You could teach me how to hunt? How very kind of you, sir. I daresay I'm a bit rusty. Tell me, does one still wear a white dress, if one is a female on the hunt?

*mournfully* Yet modesty seems to have passed you all by.
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 03/31/2007 20:05:44  

*laughs* The idea of you wearing a white dress at any time never ceases to amuse.

*loftily* Do you something know of modesty, Ar-Feiniel? Tell me you haven't taken up the tools of the boring and uninspired. It would be such a pity if you've stopped wearing white.
From: [info]irisse Date: 03/31/2007 20:14:02  

And I do love to amuse you, Turco.

*tosses her hair back* What I do know, cousin-mine, is that I make white look good. I wear it rarely because Hísilómë is not so inspiring as the woods of Oromë or, perhaps, the wilds of Himlad?
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 03/31/2007 20:20:58  

I make white look good.

*easily enough* I was not excluding displaced Fëanorians, after all.

Hísilómë is not so inspiring

*lights up a cigarette without bothering to offer you one* Shall I pity you? Any boredom of yours is of your own making. I expect more from you.
From: [info]irisse Date: 03/31/2007 20:27:22  

*sharply* Sometimes, my fair cousin, you expect too much. You forget that I was broken, before. Forgive me if I do not wish to run headlong in whatever direction you so choose. I fear I am still -- rather jagged around the edges.
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 03/31/2007 22:44:40  

*with acrimony all his own* I forget nothing.

*sets his cigarette on the edge of an ashtray after a moment* *folds his hands* Forgive me, Írissë. The mistake is mine. *pairs a most apologetic tone with his backhanded words* I had thought you spirited. Perhaps I do need to re-evaluate my memory.
From: [info]irisse Date: 04/01/2007 02:29:10  

*without bothering to hide her disgust* You had thought me "spirited". You speak of me as though I am some poorly trained horse, Turcafinwë. You speak of me as though I am not a living, breathing, feeling woman.

*stands up and carelessly throws some money on the table to pay for her coffee* Perhaps we will speak again when you have learned not to disappoint me so, my darling.
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 04/01/2007 10:06:15  

*puts out his cigarette, having taken exactly one drag on it* But cousin dear, horses are fine and noble and interesting and dare I say personable creatures. Are we not just another sort of animal?

*stares at you incredulously for a moment* Suit yourself. Where may I find Nelyo, if you please?
From: [info]irisse Date: 04/01/2007 13:09:24  

*raises her chin* Did you not hear me? She is warming my brother's bed, by all accounts. I am returning to my brother's home now. You may accompany me.
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 04/01/2007 13:15:24  

*sarcastically* I was not aware the location of your brother's bed was general knowledge.

*stands leisurely and collects his jacket*

You're very kind. *takes your hand and wraps it around his arm, ignoring your resistance*
From: [info]irisse Date: 04/01/2007 13:32:34  

*sighs with a little impatience but makes no further attempts to pull away*

*walks slowly in the direction of Fingon's home/Governmental Buildings*

I have decided that you have not changed at all. *turns and rests her chin on your shoulder for a split-second*
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 04/01/2007 13:36:59  

*eyes the surroundings with a mild sort of distaste for the architecture and decor*

*looks down at you smugly* Then you will come visit me.
From: [info]irisse Date: 04/01/2007 13:46:24  

*looks back up at you and rolls her eyes*

*reaches up and presses a kiss to your cheek* Only if you ask nicely.
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 04/01/2007 13:51:46  

*gives you a sour, how-many-times-do-I-have-to-tell-you look when you kiss him*

*laughs* Ask? No. I don't think so.
From: [info]irisse Date: 04/01/2007 13:58:51  

*smiles brightly* Then you will be waiting a long time, my darling cousin.

*walks up the steps into the main foyer* *tells a servant to accompany Maedhros to the library*

Come along, my dear. *lets her hand slide down your arm* *wraps her fingers delicately around your wrist and tugs you towards the library*
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 04/01/2007 14:09:29  

*unconcerned* I enjoy these little games of ours.

*lets you lead him to the library*

*runs his forefinger over the dusty volumes on the shelves with apparent interest*
From: [info]irisse Date: 04/01/2007 14:14:52  

I shall leave you to your reunion, cousin. I know that the rest of us mere mortals fade to insigificance when there is more than one child of Fëanor in the room.

*walks up to you and kisses you a last time, just to rile you* Keep Wednesday free, darling, and put the champagne on ice. *steps away from you, laughing* And do try to be home?
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 04/01/2007 14:25:24  

*says nothing in particular to contradict you, out of sheer contrariness*

*is actually far more irritated than he lets on (which he thinks is rather big of him)* Get thee hence, woman. *a smile escaping nonetheless* I'll endeavor to be available now that I have advance notice.

*is perfectly fine holding you to a double standard for spontaneity, yes*
From: [info]maidros Date: 04/01/2007 14:32:57  

*walks in, just as Aredhel leaves*

*catches sight of you and blinks rapidly*

*--*

I know you?.
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 04/01/2007 14:50:11  

*bursts out laughing when you come in* Oh, for the love of... You have the look of Mother all over you. Or Mother if she was ever young. Or fair. Or less harassed.

*grips your shoulders and looks at you severely* I'd hope you'd know your own brother, Copper Top. The alternative is unthinkable.
From: [info]maidros Date: 04/01/2007 14:54:03  

*covers her mouth with her hands as she looks up at you with amazement*

*clears her throat* You are taller than me, Tyelcormo. I'm not sure I approve.
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 04/01/2007 15:06:15  

*looks you up and down and satisfies himself that at least you're in possession of both hands at the moment*

*with obvious pleasure in seeing you* I'm not sure you have much of a choice in the matter, big brother.
From: [info]maidros Date: 04/01/2007 15:14:43  

*closes her eyes and places her hands over your cheeks* Yes, you are still vain, aren't you? Still the fairest, still fiercely fickle and fiercely loyal.

*solemnly* You are my brother. My charge. *opens her eyes* You all were. My reason.
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 04/01/2007 15:30:04  

*decides he's satisfied that your claim is valid* You do remember, then. Somehow I don't mind when you label me.

*significantly* How has my dear sister kept herself? *chiding you* I hear you've still only a passing interest in our rightful kingdoms.
From: [info]maidros Date: 04/01/2007 15:42:43  

I haven't remembered. Not until now. *slides her hands down to grip your shoulders, more to support herself than anything else* *feels a little woozy as memories, images, ideas, hurts and emotions start to file themselves away in order*

I hear you've still only a passing interest in our rightful kingdoms.

I am no monarch, little one.
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 04/01/2007 15:49:19  

*sits you in a nearby chair and pats your cheek*

*continues wandering about the room, occasionally pulling a book out to examine it*

*smiles enigmatically* Is that so? *amiably* Or do other concerns cloud your thinking?
From: [info]maidros Date: 04/01/2007 16:07:20  

He has always clouded my thinking, Turco. You have never known my mind unclouded by him. Not even-- *tastes the words as she says them* --not even after he died.
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 04/01/2007 16:18:02  

*never could understand this type of bizarre behavior* Even now you're full of regrets, Nelyo. We may be free from our Oath but I should think you'd still have some taste.

*comes back around to sit with you* *somewhat more gently* I suppose it doesn't much matter these days. How are you? I wonder about the others.
From: [info]maidros Date: 04/01/2007 16:31:57  

I am well. I am settled. Or I was, until you arrived to stir up my memories, little one. *quietly* Now that I remember them, I miss them. I always missed them-- you--

I hope our Cáno is making music still, that Moryo's ventures do not land him in trouble, that Curvo, your better half, might rub off on you a little, that Pityo and Telvo have each other and, of course, that they all might be returned to us.
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 04/01/2007 16:38:12  

until you arrived

*without any real sense of condemnation* Oh, you were never cut out for old days. Believe me. I miss--the old days. *laughs* Does that sound positively mad? I suppose it probably does.

Curvo, your better half

*feels your forehead* Now you do have me worried. I am a comparative angel, Russandol. *wickedly* In my way.
From: [info]maidros Date: 04/01/2007 16:45:09  

*archly* Angel? You forget who you're talking to, do you? I know my little brothers. I have known you all since you were minutes old.
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 04/01/2007 16:54:25  

*smirks* Then you should be glad I was always so relatively...discriminating in the face of Curvo's sheer chaos. By the Silmarils, I miss him.

*raises an eyebrow* Unless you're making some comment on the chaos? I readily admit Atarincë's passions are somewhat more sincere than my own. *examines his fingernails* If indeed I can be said to have any.
From: [info]maidros Date: 04/01/2007 17:00:09  

Your passion, little one, is in this. *waves a hand to encompass you* This affect, this person, this self. You and Curvo compliment each other so nicely. He is the explosion and you the implosion.
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 04/01/2007 17:13:09  

*teasingly* You make it sound as though you believed those amusing rumors about us. But no, you know me too well. I am far too besotted with my first love.

*looks at you closely* One must ask Cáno for true word of you, of course. Eru knows he'd give it readily. *looks slightly pained* In A-flat minor, probably. Or something equally dreary.
From: [info]maidros Date: 04/01/2007 17:22:25  

I won't deny that I found the rumours more distasteful than amusing but I remind you again that I know you.

*mildly* Don't be unkind when he is not here to defend himself.
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 04/01/2007 17:35:39  

*eyeroll* How maidenly you are. I for one am fascinated by the ideas the unwashed masses come up with in their little hive mind on those rare occasions of conscious thought.

*innocently* Well, what do you think then? C major?
From: [info]maidros Date: 04/01/2007 17:46:11  

*waves a hand* You know that such considerations are beyond me. You forget I have a simple mind. *smiles kindly*
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 04/01/2007 17:54:16  

*not uncharitably* You are too good-hearted, Nelyo. But you're more than welcome to use my share of the family kindness, meager though it may be. *smiles* I won't even think much less of you for it.
From: [info]maidros Date: 04/03/2007 15:53:25  

You are kind, Turco, at least to animals and Curvo, hm? But you are ruthless too, and perhaps that's a good thing.
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 04/03/2007 17:02:26  

Animals make more sense than people most of the time. And Curvo is rather like an animal. So I'm nothing if not consistent.

*almost playfully* There's life beyond the wisdom of Cános, Maitimo. Try it now and then.
From: [info]maidros Date: 04/06/2007 09:55:01  

*smiles* You know I am not good with change, little one. I'm afraid you'll have to be patient with me. *puts her hand on your shoulder* *sincerely* It is wonderful to have you back.
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