From: itaril	Date: 05/03/2007 19:34:01

*receives word of your arrival and comes up onto the roof to greet you*

*waits for the pilot to shut everything down before approaching* *(those things are hell on the hair)*

Uncle Aro? *brightly* It is you, isn't it? *when it seems clear you have no plans to move anytime soon* ...Uncle Aro, are you all right?

	From: ingoldo	Date: 05/03/2007 19:36:13

*opens the other eye*

*looking slightly shellshocked* Well, if it isn't little Itarillë. All grown up now!

*clingclingcling*

	From: itaril	Date: 05/03/2007 19:38:28

*giggles*

You're perfectly all right now, silly. See? *taps her foot* Solid ground or roof anyway.

*physically pries your fingers from the door handle*

	From: ingoldo	Date: 05/03/2007 19:43:16

*smiles, obviously embarrassed* That was rather thrilling. Never again. Never.

*climbs out gingerly and offers you his arm* *looking around interestedly* So this is Ondolindë. *takes in the view and breathes deeply* It's good to be above ground for a change.

	From: itaril	Date: 05/03/2007 19:46:00

*nods firmly* It's the best place in all Órë.

*processes your initial greeting to her a little late* *happily* You remembered me! Daddy said you only remembered odds and ends. It's the same for me.

*leads you toward the stairs*

	From: ingoldo	Date: 05/03/2007 19:49:52

*considers* How about that? I can never tell what's going to seem familiar, or when. *chuckles* I didn't even recognize your father when we first met, and that boy's like one of my own.

*descends into the house* Where are we now? I want to see everything, so I hope you kids don't have anything else on the agenda. *winks*

	From: itaril	Date: 05/03/2007 19:56:15

*tilts her head* Oh, that's all right. I didn't know some of my best friends when Daddy brought me here. He says I should just take the memories as they come and that's just fine with me what with Mother cramming all sorts of other things into my head.

*nonchalantly* This? Is our house. *smiles* You'll know it well enough before long. I can take you anywhere you want to go, or Mother, maybe... *trails off*

	From: ingoldo	Date: 05/03/2007 20:00:19

*nods* Turukáno gives good advice. Does he take it?

*impressed* Helicopters on your own roof. Wow. *follows you through the corridors, pausing now and then to look at something more closely*

or Mother, maybe...

*frowns a little* Is your father away? I would have gladly postponed my visit until some more convenient time.

	From: itaril	Date: 05/03/2007 20:04:32

*fidgets* No, no, Da- Father's in town. He's just been...sort of preoccupied lately? *sighs* And down. I think maybe it's something to do with Findaráto? He doesn't like me to worry about him. But I can't help it. He's my best friend in the world.

*suddenly covers her mouth with her hand briefly as if remembering who she's talking to* *blushes* I'm sorry. I shouldn't repeat others' personal business.

	From: ingoldo	Date: 05/03/2007 20:06:00

*knows all too well what the problem's likely to be*

*puts an arm around your shoulders and smiles reassuringly* Well, we'll just have to make it our mission to cheer him up, won't we?

	From: itaril	Date: 05/03/2007 20:11:16

*smiles too, reasonably sure you're not going to tattle on her to her mother*

Definitely! But first I'll show you around town a little bit. *laughs* If I'm a very good tour guide you'll want to move here. And then Finrod will really want to live here and then everyone will be happy!

	From: ingoldo	Date: 05/03/2007 20:14:28

*gives you a little salute* If you'll give me just a minute to take some Dramamine change into a hideous tourist outfit and hang my camera around my neck, I'll be happy to join you and embarrass you by craning up at all the tall buildings and pointing and oohing.

	From: itaril	Date: 05/03/2007 20:16:15

*...*

*...*

*wonders why you'd want to do any of those things when you make them sound so icky* *headscratch*

*easily enough* Okay...well... *opens a door* Here are your rooms. I'll come back for you in a half-hour?

	From: ingoldo	Date: 05/03/2007 20:18:39

Note to self: Small words, used literally.

*amused* I can't wait, Itarillë. And thank you.

	From: thewise	Date: 05/04/2007 10:57:35

*gets word that you've arrived*

*cancels the rest of his appointments including the dancing lessons ha!*

*bounds to your quarters and raps out a tune on the door*

	From: ingoldo	Date: 05/05/2007 06:44:01

*finishes tugging on his jacket and opens the door* Okay! All r-

*surprised to see you* Turukáno. You are home then. *curiously* How are you, son?

	From: thewise	Date: 05/07/2007 10:24:44

Uh, yeah. I would have met you but there's this weird plumbers' strike and Ecthelion was complaining about the fountains backing up and you know how it gets.

How are you

*brightly* Great! Just great! How's everything? Idril take care of you? How was the 'copter ride?

	From: ingoldo	Date: 05/07/2007 10:36:49

*easily* Aw, don't worry about it. Itarillë managed wonderfully if a little 'slowly', yes?. The helicopter was... *swallows* ...nice?

Great! Just great!

*eyes you* Really?

	From: thewise	Date: 05/07/2007 10:39:56

The helicopter was nice

*sees the look on your face and laughs* Nice, huh? Yeah, it's a little rough the first time around. You'll be an old pro for the flight back, though, huh?

Really?

*shrinks a little under your gaze* *hates when you do that*

*scratches the back of his head* Well. Good enough? Okay? Ish?

	From: ingoldo	Date: 05/07/2007 10:45:11

ActuallyIwasthinkingmaybeI'dtakethetrainback? *big yes-I'm-a-coward smile*

*sighs a little* Well, I'm not going to argue with 'good enough'. Sometimes we just have to work with what we've got for a while, right? But if there's anything I can do... Well. You know the drill.

	From: thewise	Date: 05/07/2007 10:57:41

*frowns* Ah, oh, I see. *smiles and claps you on the back* I guess not everyone can be the airborne sort, hmm?

*siiiiiiiighs* *scuffs his shoe against the ground* I guess you can figure she didn't take it too well. She won't talk to me anymore.

	From: ingoldo	Date: 05/07/2007 11:11:34

*sheepish grin* Too many thousands of years spent feet firmly planted, I guess. *laughs* But it was an experience, anyway.

*turning serious again now that it's clear what choice you made* Not an unreasonable reaction, really. *nods firmly* Still. I'm proud of you for getting the words out. Plenty of people can't even manage that much.

Give her some time, okay?

	From: thewise	Date: 05/07/2007 11:15:30

*shrugs slightly* I don't feel very proud about it. I mean. She has a right not to ever speak to me again. But I miss her, you know? You know. And, Eru, I hate my wife.

	From: ingoldo	Date: 05/07/2007 11:22:29

*matter-of-factly* Okay. So you've made some mistakes. Have you ever in your lives known someone more kind-hearted and forgiving than Findaráto?

But I miss her, you know?

*looking thoughtful* Yes. I know. I really do. Weird. Just don't give up all hope. I don't think it's come to...that.

	From: thewise	Date: 05/07/2007 11:26:32

*smiles just a little* No, there's no pushover one quite like her. She even said so herself. She said she needed time. I'm just selfish, I guess. I don't want to wait. *grins* I was never very good at waiting.

	From: ingoldo	Date: 05/07/2007 11:34:52

She even said so herself.

*clearly satisfied* All right then. Waiting will just have to be your penance. *raises an eyebrow and looks, well, not at all threatening, really* Which you should remember would not be nearly enough of a punishment if you were anybody else, Turukáno.

*smiles too* But you can pass part of the time sightseeing with Itarillë and me. And I'll have a chat with my daughter when I get home. See how she's doing. Sound like a plan?

	From: thewise	Date: 05/07/2007 13:09:09

*sheepishly* Right, right, penance. Getting off easy. Got it.

*happily* Sounds like a plan. As long as Idril doesn't spend the next hour picking out an outfit. *fondly* I think she wants to impress you.

	From: ingoldo	Date: 05/07/2007 13:16:45

*amused* Yes, she's rather buoyant, isn't she? She should work for your tourism bureau. You'd be swimming in rivers of foreign currency in a matter of days.

	From: thewise	Date: 05/07/2007 13:18:52

*chuckles* It's a thought. I just haven't gotten used to the idea of opening my city up to strangers just yet. The train was hard enough. I think we'll hold off the tourism industry just a bit. We do get quite a few honeymooners, though. *scratches his head* Can't figure out why exactly.

	From: itaril	Date: 05/07/2007 13:24:45

*comes bounding up the stairs to collect her great-uncle*

*greets you with a big hug* Hi, Daddy! *chipperly* Oooh, are you coming with us?

	From: thewise	Date: 05/07/2007 13:28:46

*plants a firm kiss on your forehead* Of course I am! You can give us both a tour. It's been so long since I left my office that I think I forgot my way around. *quite seriously* I'm putting myself in your hands.

	From: itaril	Date: 05/07/2007 13:33:01

*rolls her eyes and punches your arm lightly* As if, Daddy. We could blindfold you and plug your ears and you'd probably smell your way around. *giggles*

*glances at Finarfin* *hurriedly* Not that Gondolin smells, of course.

	From: ingoldo	Date: 05/07/2007 13:34:54

*smiling* No no no, of course not.

*thinks you're so sweet, he has to wonder if he's remembering Elenwë properly at all*

	From: thewise	Date: 05/07/2007 13:40:03

*tilts his head to one side* With the plumbers on strike, it may well smell. I'd watch out for that.

*grins* Onwards, little girl. Impress me with your skills and we may have a tourism bureau by the end of the day.

	From: itaril	Date: 05/07/2007 13:47:32

*has to stop herself from squeeing excitedly* *thinks some added responsibility would be a great way to show people how mature and worldly and...um...responsible(!) she is!* *certain people* *you know...people?*

*happily* Leave everything to me. *takes you both by the hand and leads the way* *makes a mental note to keep the window-shopping to the minimum while she's on the job*