From: itaril	Date: 04/02/2007 08:14:25

*appears promptly, having been told that one of her father's Fëanorian cousins has arrived*

*has been studying some early histories and finds your family endlessly interesting*

*slightly starstruck* Welcome to Gondolin, cousin. Forgive me—I don't remember whether we're acquainted...? I've only just arrived myself and I don't have many memories of the last world.

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 04/02/2007 08:22:50

*stands when you enter the room*

*figures that if he has to deal with Turukáno's idiot daughter, he might as well have some fun with it*

Only a little. *kisses your hand* Your aunt and I are good friends. Somehow it comes as no surprise that you don't remember me. *adds as an afterthought* You were very young.

	From: itaril	Date: 04/02/2007 08:28:56

*is sort of blown away by your aristocratic bearing, among other things*

*realizes she's staring*

*quickly* I'm pleased to meet you, Turcafinwë. *smiles* Again. *hoping she doesn't forget any important hostess etiquette* I'm sorry Da- my parents could not be here to see you. Will you be staying long in Ondolindë?

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 04/02/2007 08:42:39

*lifts a hand in protest* Just Turco is fine—we're family. *smirks smiles sweetly* Will you remember this time?

*with (fake) regret* No, I'm only passing through. But if I'd known how likely it was I'd be wasting valuable time today, perhaps I'd've planned better. *smoothly* It appears the delights of Ondolindë are many, and dangerously enthralling.

	From: itaril	Date: 04/02/2007 08:49:25

*laughs* I'm hanging on your every word think so. And I'm Idril, of course, or Itarillë, if you prefer. We use both here.

*completely missing your blatant barb* *brightly* It's true. There's so much to do here, a person can go days without getting any work done.

That's why it's good to have a guide. If you'd like to see anything in particular, I am at your disposal, Turco.

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 04/02/2007 08:54:46

I am at your disposal

*patronizingly* Lucky me. How kind of you to be so...disposable.

anything in particular

*appears to think it over* Oh, I don't know... *capriciously* Show me something beautiful. *his eyes scanning you uninterestedly from your toes up to your face* I imagine Ondolindë must know something of beauty. Somewhere.

	From: itaril	Date: 04/02/2007 09:05:02

*cheerfully* That's easy enough. I think the most beautiful place in the world is this very house. Not that I've seen all that many places, of course. *gushing* Certainly not like some of the things you must have seen in all your travels.

Would you like a tour?

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 04/02/2007 09:08:59

this very house

*scrutinizes the parlor* *lightly* I wonder how that bodes for the rest of the city.

Would you like a tour?

"Like" is hardly the word I'd use, Princess. Not even close.

	From: itaril	Date: 04/02/2007 09:13:50

Princess

*!!!* *feels a little lightheaded* His accent is so...and his voice is like melted chocolate and...and...and

*delighted* Good! *clears her throat* *assumes a businesslike tone* Now. This, of course, is the parlor. Where Daddy-I-mean-Father receives his visitors.

*...*

*wonders if she could possibly have said anything more inane*

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 04/02/2007 09:16:53

lightheaded

*ohhh boy it's a good thing you didn't say that out loud*

Where Daddy-I-mean-Father receives his visitors.

*the corners of his mouth twitching* You don't say.

*follows you out of the room* *teasingly* Next you'll tell me this is the hall.

	From: itaril	Date: 04/02/2007 09:23:36

*not even she's oblivious enough to let that one go over her head*

*blushes to the roots of her hair* *hurriedly* Yes and this here... *walks onward, her heels clicking on the floor* ...this is the library.

*waits for you to finish looking, then directs you to the study and her mother's favorite sitting room and points out the way to the kitchens and the servants' wing*

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 04/02/2007 09:26:46

*clasps his hands loosely behind his back and strolls from room to room, nodding and "hmm"ing in appropriate places and generally suppressing his gag reflex*

*notes that Elenwë's sitting room decor is slightly more promising than the rest of the house*

And this room here?

	From: itaril	Date: 04/02/2007 09:30:55

*opens the double doors* This is the ballroom. *walks inside*

*effusively* Father says he'll throw me a birthday party. It's funny how we celebrate birthdays now, isn't it? It will be the loveliest party—Mother knows all of high society—and Ecthelion has promised to play and sing and there will be cake and dancing...

*turning to you shyly* Do you like dancing?

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 04/02/2007 09:35:39

Mother knows all of high society

*rather doubts that, of course*

Hmm? *stops tuning you out when he realizes you've asked him a question* Oh, yes. On occasion. *evilly gives you a dazzling smile* With a skilled partner.

*thinks it's actually a bit sweet that you're inviting him to your little birthday party*

*in a pedestrian sort of way*

	From: itaril	Date: 04/02/2007 09:41:15

*sWoOoOoN*

*leads you back into the hall and toward the sweeping grand staircase*

*tactlessly casually* I remember all my dancing lessons. Mama would kill me if I didn't.

*remembers her duties by the time they've ascended the stairs* This is the music room...and down here are the living quarters. *opens another door* These rooms aren't in use right now, so you're welcome to look.

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 04/02/2007 09:47:29

*enters the antechamber and looks around*

*blinks in frank surprise at what he sees*

*walks over to a window and looks out into the gardens below, running a finger down the curtain*

Whose rooms are these?

	From: itaril	Date: 04/02/2007 09:51:09

*watches you walk, subconsciously straightening her posture as she does so*

These would be Aunt Aredhel's rooms, if she chose to live here. Everything in this house was recreated to match the old house, as best everyone could remember.

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 04/02/2007 09:54:34

*opens the door to the bedroom itself*

I'd guessed it. *trails his fingers along the edges of the furniture* The style of these rooms is very different from the rest of the house.

*does not even attempt to include a pause sufficiently long enough to make his next statement a non sequitur* It's very tasteful.

	From: itaril	Date: 04/02/2007 09:58:14

*not making the connection* It is, isn't it?

*when outside in the corridor once again* Father decorated most of the rest of the house himself. Mother and I are only just recently arrived.

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 04/02/2007 10:00:55

Mother and I are only just recently arrived.

You said that already, you silly girl.

*does not betray his impatience with you*

Father decorated

*amusedly* That would explain a few things.

*looking over at you innocently* Even your room?

	From: itaril	Date: 04/02/2007 10:04:36

*wonders idly what "things" her father's job decorating explains*

Even your room?

*flushes modestly* Y-yes. *bravely* Although he and Mother said I can redo it any way she I likes.

*has a sudden mad urge to show you her room*

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 04/02/2007 10:10:39

*smiles mercilessly* How k- *coughs delicately* -kind of them.

*leads the way to the stairs with confident strides, as though completely unaware of your flustered state*

*conversationally* You said this house is an exact copy of Turukáno's first palace? What was the duration of the construction?

	From: itaril	Date: 04/02/2007 10:13:14

*hurries to keep up with you*

I...don't rightly know. *thinks for a moment* We can ask Glorfindel, if you'd like the details. He lives not far from here.

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 04/02/2007 10:22:52

*carefully makes it seem as though he's trying to hide disappointment and failing* It's of no real consequence. I wouldn't want to put anyone else out if you don't know.

*stops halfway down the stairs to muse over a large painting on the wall*

Have you ever seen so excursive a technique? What feast does this depict?

	From: itaril	Date: 04/02/2007 10:24:43

*gulps* Yes...I mean no. It's very...excursive. Yes.

What feast does this depict?

*shakes her head slowly* I'm not entirely—

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 04/02/2007 10:33:14

*quickly* It's not important. *smiles magnanimously*

*tries a question with a slightly less predictable answer (just for the challenge)* Do you have an armory here? I'd be interested to mock see the weaponry in use in Ondolindë. *gives a boyish shrug* You know how we Fëanorians are.

	From: itaril	Date: 04/02/2007 10:36:13

*perks up upon hearing something she can answer*

Yes! It's a little way from here. Part of the same complex as the guard barracks? Oh, but...I can't take you there. Mother says the barracks are no place for a lady.

*looks very close to tears* I'm sorry. You must think me very unhelpful.

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 04/02/2007 10:38:49

*is enjoying this far, far too much*

*rests a hand on your shoulder and looks into your eyes soulfully* My dear, dear cousin. You are every bit as helpful as you are graceful.

	From: itaril	Date: 04/02/2007 10:44:24

*is hyper-aware of your hand touching her, OMG OMG*

*gazes back at you* *coos* Do you really think so? Really?

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 04/02/2007 10:48:16

*smirks* Oh, yes. Absolutely.

*looks at his watch* *smoothly* But alas, I've taken up far too much of your time. I really should be going. No doubt the lady has a great number of duties to attend to, studies to slog laboriously through, et cetera.

	From: itaril	Date: 04/02/2007 10:52:13

Oh... *crestfallen* Must you? So soon? *hopefully* I'd be more than happy to show you around the city, or introduce you to Father's advisors, or marry you...or...

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 04/02/2007 11:03:32

*shakes his head* No, to continue our tour through the city, after what I've seen to its best possible advantage here, would be dreadfully displeasing, I fear. *vaguely* I've received the perfect impression already.

*moves to kiss your cheek but does not actually touch your skin with his lips* Thank you for allowing me to have so much fun at your expense, Itarillë.

	From: itaril	Date: 04/02/2007 11:07:03

*is so dazzled as to not notice much of anything in particular*

*mumbles something that may be "it was no trouble at all" or possibly "you must visit us again soon"*

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 04/02/2007 11:09:31

Give my regards to your parents, will you?

*inclines his head slightly before turning and striding out with a commanding air*

	From: itaril	Date: 04/02/2007 11:12:28

*tries to think of what she meant to do next, before you turned up*

*wanders off to the living room to doodle various permutations of your names among hearts and flowers*