*stands near the door of the offending room, looking harassed and issuing orders for everything to be completely re-situated and then moved again and again when the result is unsatisfactory*
*sighs* Something like that. *to the servants* No, no, just put everything back the way it was. *...* Yes, the first time. *muttering darkly* That was the only correct arrangement to begin with.
*because he's going to stab something if he doesn't get some normality soon* Sleep well?
*checks his watch and gives you a rather disapproving look* No. It isn't. Especially not when the tranquility of my home has been disturbed.
*attempting to change the subject* What shall we all do when Moryo gets back? The area's changed a fair bit...since you last saw it, anyway. *smiles a little* Would you like the tour, or should we give you and my piano some privacy?
I'm not lacking sleep, Cáno. *laughs* Just because I don't lie about in bed until dinnertime doesn't mean I'm tired but I really, really am.
What would my piano at home think?
*smirks* Just reassure her that you made a mistake, that the model you strayed with was inferior in every way and meant nothing to you. Isn't that how it's normally done?
*slumps in another chair near you* *for once can't be bothered to sit up straight* Have you ever heard of some atrocious mortal creature called Haleth? I'm assuming she was mortal then, at least. Not even a Sinda would have manners like that.
*shrugs* Schedules were never good for creativity. The muse wants what it wants. *that's his excuse and he's sticking to it*
Isn't that how it's normally done?
*tilts his head, smirking back* Well I find if you don't stray from the start, it makes things all that much easier for some people, doesn't it? ;)
*thinks you look as put out as you used to if one of the other boys used to play with your toys* Haleth? *gives a stretch, as he thinks* I don't think so. Why, does she live nearby?
*unguardedly* I'm sure you know better than I, Cáno. I have no plans to acquire any experience in the area whatsoever.
*is really quite a bit more put out than the situation merits, even considering that he is already the King of Overreaction Nation* If she doesn't live nearby, she drove a long way to see Moryo. She claims to know him, anyway. She was here earlier.
*bites his tongue and focuses on draining what's left of his coffee* Mmmhmm, you don't say. ;)
*idly, glancing around for the day's newspaper* Oh yeah? Old friend maybe? *assumes you invited her in* Did she stay long, or just looking for directions to Morno's?
*incredulously* No, she did not stay long. I quite literally threw her out. Cáno, this woman is an affront to everything decent. She discovered that Moryo was visiting here, bewitched my entire staff, marched in here unannounced, nearly destroyed a priceless work of art, and expected me to entertain her until Moryo returned. I've never seen such disrespect. She ought to be groveling at my feet for forgiveness.
Well geez, Turco, it's not unheard of to ask friends of the family in for tea or anything. Oh you really are wound up.
*is kind of curious about this girl now, if she's done all of this and put you in this state* But the place looks fine. *observes the furniture having returned to their places of origin* What did she want with Caranthir?
*sharply* Did you hear nothing I just said? *sneering* I know he likes to slum it from time to time but this is ridiculous.
*stands and paces walks around the room* *runs his fingers over a shelf and inspects them for dust* Yes, it's fine now. This is still my house. I have a few very simple rules designed to keep my home and my sanity pristineimmaculate intact and I don't think it's too much to ask that people honor them. Even friends of the family. No...especially friends of the family.
*disgustedly* If, in fact, this woman falls into that category somehow. I really prefer not to know how she knows Moryo or what she wants with him.
*is really pleased with his own video-call-buzzer system* *does wonders for the inner sanctum* :)
*watches you pace* *is mildly concerned*
*stands up* Celegorm, really. It's okay. If she's really that bad just warn the staff not to let her in. Maybe she won't even come back if she's found Moryo yet.
Did you eat brunchlunchwhatever the next meal is yet? C'mon, you can let me talk you down tell me the rest at the table, I'm starving.
*well, was really happy with his Big Fucking Iron Gates and armed guard until today, too*
*regains his composure after a moment* I imagine you're right. *calmly* If I ever see her again, I may break her neck with my bare hands.
*focuses on you* I couldn't eat a thing. You go ahead, though. *buzzes for his assistant* Just tell Rachel what you want and she'll arrange everything. ...I need to get some air.