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[info]ivrinsun
*gets word from Mablung that he has somehow managed to convince Túrin to meet her at a coffee shop*

*takes her time dressing in something nice for perhaps a funeral?*

*but is careful not to be late* *knows how he hates that*

Current Mood: nauseated
Tags: morwen, finduilas, turin

 
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From: [info]gorthol Date: 04/18/2007 11:18:06  

*is already there and sipping hot chocolate*

*does not look in your direction when you come in but very casually glances at his watch*
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 04/18/2007 11:30:50  

*OHCOMEON*

*is maybe thirty seconds late. maybe.*

*sits down across from you and folds her hands in her lap to keep from fidgeting* *smiles hopefully* Hi.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 04/18/2007 11:34:46  

*lets his glance flicker toward you contemptuously for a brief moment before looking out the window again*

*is so glad you're not sitting as close to him as the icon would suggest*
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 04/18/2007 11:44:35  

*sighs* Fine.

*flatly* I'm sorry. I'm an idiot and I'm sorry. I don't know what I was thinking. I guess I wasn't, really. *had her speech thoroughly prepared and everything, too, dammit*

*rambling* The words just came out and then I didn't know how to fix it without making things worse and each day it got a little harder and a lot worse and I hate that I hurt you I just—.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 04/18/2007 11:51:20  

*gives no sign that he's listening to anything you say even though he is, of course*

*figures that if he keeps glowering long enough, eventually you'll just go away*
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 04/18/2007 11:55:45  

*swallows hard* *barely audibly* So...yeah. I'm not asking you for anything, I only wanted you to know I was sorry and...

missed you

*reads futility in your eyes and blinks back tears*
From: [info]gorthol Date: 04/18/2007 12:01:42  

missed you

*feels a pang of some unidentifiable emotion*

*slowly turns his eyes on you and looks at you unwaveringly*

*...and takes out his wallet and drops some money on the table*

Are you finished?
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 04/18/2007 12:47:56  

*rests her hand flat on the table so her fingertips nearly touch yours*

Don't you have anything to say?
From: [info]gorthol Date: 04/18/2007 12:50:54  

*looks down at your hand*

What would you have me say?
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 04/18/2007 12:52:38  

Don't you feel anything for me? *pauses* *with unexpected anger* Don't act like you've never done anything stupid.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 04/18/2007 12:56:02  

*thinks into the ether* we were friends—

—No.

*his eyes coldly glittering* I've done a lot of stupid things. I try to right my wrongs. I don't expect the people I've wronged to bend over backward to ease my conscience. Or to want to be my friend.
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 04/18/2007 13:07:14  

*tartly* Yes. We were friends. We'd still be friends if you weren't such a hard bastard.

You're no picnic sometimes. You and all your fucking issues.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 04/18/2007 13:11:07  

all your fucking issues

*clenches his jaw and one fist under the table* Excuse me?
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 04/18/2007 13:15:10  

*figures any real reaction is better than none*

*laughs brittlely* Where do we start? Your sister? Really crazy. She's a sweet girl, but really fucking crazy. And you can't fix her all by yourself. How about that?
From: [info]gorthol Date: 04/18/2007 13:17:07  

*crosses his arms tightly* I fail to see what my family has to do with you and me, Finduilas.
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 04/18/2007 13:22:20  

*incredulously* Only everything! Anything that goes wrong with one of them becomes this huge personal failure! You're so obsessed with a bunch of people who make your life miserable that you never bothered with the one person who actually loves you!
From: [info]gorthol Date: 04/18/2007 13:26:23  

a bunch of people who make your life miserable

*sees so much red that he can't even stop to wonder why the hell he's even arguing with you about any of this* Don't talk about my family that way. I love my family.

What do you know about love?! You don't know anything about me!
From: [info]mavwin Date: 04/18/2007 13:28:25  

*stops in after an invigorating day spent about town, having decided she likes espresso*

*will even nicely refrain from asking to see the little sprites at work inside the espresso machine this time*

*waits in the queue*
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 04/18/2007 13:31:12  

I love my family.

*snorts* Oh, I know you do. No mistake about that really.

I know enough, Túrin! Eru knows I try to know more! How can I know anything when you don't let me in??
From: [info]gorthol Date: 04/18/2007 13:41:38  

No mistake about that really.

*shoves his chair back and stands, infuriated*

*forces himself to push past that comment*

Bullshit! *slaps his chest* Anything you could possibly want to know is right here. I'm not hiding anything! If you weren't so fucking self-absorbed and scared you might've picked up on something once in a while! I could never love someone like that.

I'll bet you still don't even know what my favorite color is. What's my favorite color, Finduilas?
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 04/18/2007 13:50:06  

I could never love someone like that.

*laughs crazily* Because you didn't kill me with your own hands? Or because we don't share parents?
From: [info]gorthol Date: 04/18/2007 14:02:40  

*ohhh. bad word choice all around.*

WHAT! IS!

*kicks the table over with a crash*

MY FAVORITE!

*picks up his chair and throws it across the room with enough force that it smashes a hole through the wall and disappears on the other side*

COLOR!

*...* shit.
From: [info]mavwin Date: 04/18/2007 14:05:16  

*blinks*

*hurries over (with her espresso in hand)*

*with perfect ease* Túrin, darling, what have we here? *smiles benevolently at Finduilas*
From: [info]gorthol Date: 04/18/2007 14:08:25  

*has no words fit for the awfulness of this situation*

*brusquely* Morwen, Finduilas of Nargothrond. Finduilas, Morwen—my mother.

*clears his throat and tries to sound casual* Mother, Fin is my...?
From: [info]mavwin Date: 04/18/2007 14:12:30  

*rights the table daintily*

*steals a chair from a nearby table and sits in it, dusting off her hands*

*interrupting smoothly* —your friend, I'm sure. Really, dearie, I'm beginning to wonder if you have any male friends. But oh! I didn't know you'd been to Nargothrond. That must have been quite interesting.
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 04/18/2007 14:13:37  

*is still pretty much frozen to her chair in shock*

*just stares at you, as you're clearly every bit as insane as he is*
From: [info]gorthol Date: 04/18/2007 14:16:41  

I'm beginning to wonder if you have any male friends.

*on a long exhalation* Don't be silly, Mother. You've already met Mab-

*thinks*

*thinks harder*

Yeah, I'll...get back to you on that.

That must have been quite interesting.

*laughs insanely* It was. I pushed a policy of open war and everybody quite died.
From: [info]mavwin Date: 04/18/2007 14:20:36  

*airily* Well, I'm sure you did your best.

*turns to look at Finduilas* Four, I think. *smiles upon finding the neckline of her dress nearly high enough* Now, child, tell me how it is you're so unfortunate as to know my son.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 04/18/2007 14:23:52  







Okay. *walks away stiffly without another word*

*is moving to the Far East right after he's finished apologizing to/paying off the owner*
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 04/18/2007 14:27:20  

*opens her mouth to speak* red *finds her voice and calls after you* Red. It's red. Not black. Everybody thinks it's black. *sighs*

*looks at Morwen timidly*

We were friends.
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