From: ivrinsun	Date: 05/14/2007 09:38:27

*dresses in something fairly demure and puts her hair up*

*does not particularly want to deal with more stress on top of everything else that's been happening lately but quails in terror feels some unease at the thought of refusing your summons*

*walks down to the designated café to meet you*

	From: mavwin	Date: 05/14/2007 09:45:02

*observes you from her table and makes a note on her clipboard*

   Finduilas - 5

*smiles* Hello, dear. How nice to see you again. We didn't chat for very long last time, when my son was throwing his little tantrum.

	From: ivrinsun	Date: 05/14/2007 09:48:58

*takes the seat across from you and nods politely* I was pleased you thought of me. Is there, ah, anything in particular you wanted to see me about?

*orders a hot chocolate when the waiter appears*

	From: mavwin	Date: 05/14/2007 09:54:51

*writes down "questionable dietary habits" and sets her pen down for a moment*

Oh, not specifically. It's just that I know so few people here very well, and I know you're acquainted with my family. What was your last life like? I believe I've read everything about your history but there's nothing like a firsthand account. Nargothrond must have been so interesting.

	From: ivrinsun	Date: 05/14/2007 10:01:21

*smiles a little awkwardly* There's not much to tell, I'm afraid. I was born and raised in Nargothrond, as you know. My life was pretty uneventful except for the sleeping around until Morgoth invaded. I died not too long after that.

*eyes your clipboard warily* *hopes she sounds nonchalant* What do you have there? If you don't mind me asking.

	From: mavwin	Date: 05/14/2007 10:05:16

I died not too long after that.

*makes a sympathetic sound* So young for one of your kind. Such a pity. Did you leave behind a husband? Children?

What do you have there?

*scribbles* Nosy.

*with perfect serenity* I'm a bundle of nerves if I can't keep my hands busy, sadly enough. It's an awful habit, I know. Please, don't mind me.

	From: ivrinsun	Date: 05/14/2007 10:12:09

a husband? Children?

*wonders if there's any satisfactory way to answer those questions that is also remotely honest*

I had one child. *thinks* *decides to keep it as simple as possible* He made it safely out of Nargothrond. *pauses again* His father died.

don't mind me

*raises an eyebrow but only sips her hot chocolate*

	From: mavwin	Date: 05/14/2007 10:16:39

his father

*does not fail to notice your choice of words there* *writes furiously absently*

*brightly* Well, it's no use dwelling much on the past, isn't that so? We've all been given a fresh start. A handsome girl like you must enjoy herself from time to time in a place like Menegroth. *conspiratorially* Is there anyone special in your life, dearie?

	From: ivrinsun	Date: 05/14/2007 10:22:12

Handsome?!

Is there anyone special in your life, dearie?

*thinks it's odd you sound so gossipy but would very much like to believe you have emotions like a real live person* *wonders if you could possibly be trying to bond?*

*shrugs* *easily enough* Well, there was someone for a while. But I'm assured that's finished. Believing it is a slightly different matter.

	From: mavwin	Date: 05/14/2007 10:26:07

*sets her clipboard aside when it seems you might be growing suspicious* *has a mind like a steel trap anyway, missy*

Oh? And who was that? *takes a sip of her espresso*

	From: ivrinsun	Date: 05/14/2007 10:27:04

Oh Eru, here we go.

Túrin.

	From: mavwin	Date: 05/14/2007 10:29:29

*nearly chokes* I see. *sets her cup down and folds her hands*

*suddenly cool* How did you two children get together WITHOUT ANY PARENTS TO GIVE PERMISSION OR TRACK YOUR MOVEMENTS OR OR OR?

	From: ivrinsun	Date: 05/14/2007 10:33:28

*frowns* *is growing so very unimpressed with this interview* *yes. interview. clearly.*

*defiantly casually* Well, when I first ran into him, he was just turning up some of his old memories. He was sort of a mess, actually. I was his enabler a sympathetic ear, I guess.

	From: mavwin	Date: 05/14/2007 10:36:58

*promptly* "Sort of a mess"? What does that mean, exactly?

	From: ivrinsun	Date: 05/14/2007 10:37:56

*lifts her chin* Why don't you ask him?

	From: mavwin	Date: 05/14/2007 10:41:16

*wags a finger at you* Don't take that tone with me, young lady.

*changing gears* And he ended the relationship? Why? Were you unfaithful? Needy? Incompetent?

	From: ivrinsun	Date: 05/14/2007 10:45:04

*seriously cannot believe this* That's really none of your business.

*laughs aloud* 'Incompetent'? *deliberately misinterpreting you* I never heard any complaints. *dusts off her hands* But then I've had a lot of practice, too. A lot.

	From: mavwin	Date: 05/14/2007 10:47:02

*has the impression that when you say 'practice' you may not be talking about cooking lessons*

Oh, really?

	From: ivrinsun	Date: 05/14/2007 11:01:18

Yes, really. My rates are very competitive, too. Not that I ever charge my boyfriends, of course. *conversationally* That would be sort of self-defeating, wouldn't it?

	From: mavwin	Date: 05/14/2007 11:04:26

*icily* To think that I am actually sitting here speaking to a common whore.

	From: ivrinsun	Date: 05/14/2007 11:08:46

*drops her napkin on the table* *pushes her chair back and stands* As much as I love your son, I pity the poor woman who ends up with you as a mother-in-law. My lady.

*turns on her heel and walks out*

	From: mavwin	Date: 05/14/2007 11:09:59

*very calmly flips to the last page on her clipboard and writes your name neatly in the 'NO' column*

	From: gorthol	Date: 05/14/2007 16:35:40

*opens the door, thinking one of the girls may have managed to sneak out during some of your take-over-the-world machinations*

...Oh. Hello, Mother. Come on in.

	From: mavwin	Date: 05/14/2007 16:37:57

*sweeps past you and into the living room to seat herself*

*without ceremony* A whore, Túrin? Really? A whore??

	From: gorthol	Date: 05/14/2007 16:39:36

*follows you in*

*feels rather like he walked in right in the middle of somebody else's random conversation*

Erm...pardon?

	From: mavwin	Date: 05/14/2007 16:46:37

*stiffly* Your friend Finduilas and I had coffee. I have never felt so deceived about a person in my life.

Speaking of deceit, young man, I do not appreciate that stunt you pulled with Urwen. Running off Eru-knows-where and bringing her home giddy and full of sugar and dressed in boys' clothes again! *crosses her arms* It's a pity you bought her all those things when she'll just have to give them away, of course.

	From: gorthol	Date: 05/14/2007 17:04:10

she'll just have to give them away

Okay? Or she can just practice the time-honored teenage tradition of hiding them until she's left the house for the day.

*really feels it's important to get back to this thing with Finduilas* *presses his fingers to his temples* So...wait a minute. You talked to Finduilas and... Please tell me you didn't actually call her a whore, Mother. You didn't, did you?

	From: mavwin	Date: 05/14/2007 17:18:46

*tilts her head to the side and looks at you* And there's no way she'll be continuing the time-honored teenage tradition of hiding them until she's left the house for the day, either, so don't give her any ideas.

She is a whore! *in a patronizing, let's-use-small-words-for-the-foolish-male-people tone of voice* I'm sure you think she's very pretty, and goodness knows she's probably fertile, but you really ought to know better. *clicks her tongue* Honestly, darling. Who knows what sorts of diseases she's carrying around? What will people say?

*disapprovingly* She also said some very distressing things about you being in a right state when your memories returned. What was all that about?

	From: gorthol	Date: 05/14/2007 17:26:41

you being in a right state

*tightly* It was hard. You wouldn't understand. Some of the things I'd done—I had trouble coping. I'm not proud of it but there it is.

what sorts of diseases

*rolls his eyes* *angrily* I'm immortal, Mother...and I don't care what people say...and—you can't just go around calling my friends whores!

	From: mavwin	Date: 05/14/2007 17:34:06

Then find some friends who aren't prostitutes or fake women!

*GLARES* Don't play the Immortal card with me, Túrin Húrinion. I carried you for forty-one weeks and five days. I was in labor with you for twenty-three hours. I nursed you, I changed your diapers, I played games with you, I taught you to read. I woke up in the middle of the night to search your closet for monsters and I still have a curl from your first haircut so don't you dare tell me what to do.

	From: gorthol	Date: 05/14/2007 17:43:48

I still have a curl from your first haircut

*can't decide whether that's corny or just really impossible* *will puzzle that one out later*

fake women

*oh, very subtle* *clenches his jaw and suppresses the urge to break something* *sighs*

*decides to try a language you might better understand* *comes over to sit by you on the sofa and holds your hand in his* Morwen. You are my mother and I love and respect you. But I am not a child. I am the man of our House, I am responsible for you and my sisters, and when I tell you to stay out of my business, you will stay out of it or so help me, I will turn you out into the street to fend for yourself and I will never fucking speak to you again.

	From: mavwin	Date: 05/14/2007 17:45:02

*opens her mouth*

*closes it again*

*opens*

*closes*

	From: gorthol	Date: 05/14/2007 17:51:20

*clears his throat* Right. So. Who I date or fuck or marry? Formerly or at present or in the future? None of your business.

And the next time Lalaith or Niënor complains about living in a prison camp? They're moving back in with me. Are we clear?

	From: mavwin	Date: 05/14/2007 17:54:37

*actually looks like she's about two seconds from crying*

*or spitting nails. one of the two.*

*wrenches her hand out of yours* Perfectly. *stands, smooths her dress, and storms out of your apartment in a huff*

*is SO not speaking to you* *brat*

	From: gorthol	Date: 05/14/2007 17:55:43

*sinks back against the couch cushions, exhausted*

I need a drink.