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[info]belthronding
*returns to Delving for a briefing with Thingol's security*

*stops at the Garden Path Inn on her way into Delving for a working lunch* *breaks out her laptop and absentmindedly drinks her soup while analysing the latest stats*

*drops a text to Túrin, to find out if he's free for dinner later*

Current Mood: busy
Tags: finduilas, turin, beleg

 
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From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/19/2007 14:38:01  

free? HA. it'll cost you dearly. $4.79 to be exact.
From: [info]belthronding Date: 06/19/2007 14:39:37  

what makes you such a cheap date? am looking at the menu in the garden path. i think you should treat me tonight. Xxx
From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/19/2007 14:44:48  

it's a volume discount? & wtm is the garden path? you liking it worries me. you have strange tastes in pretty much everything (mostly men). xoxo
From: [info]belthronding Date: 06/19/2007 14:48:43  

what? do i get 2 for the price of 1? you should come and see the place. it's shiny. and way out of my price range. and the waiters are looking at me funny.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/19/2007 15:05:00  

sorry, mate, i'm one of a kind. you look funny right back at 'em. see you for dinner then? training fiasco at hq. mablung loves his jokes.
From: [info]belthronding Date: 06/19/2007 15:08:23  

want me to kick his ass for you? love you, baby. see you later. Xxx
From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/19/2007 15:12:41  

only if he promises not to enjoy it. miss you.
From: [info]belthronding Date: 06/19/2007 15:15:55  

you know mablung. miss you too. do you think it's time to ask thingol for a transfer?
From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/19/2007 15:22:51  

that or i fly up there every night to sleep next to you. how long could it take without the body?
From: [info]belthronding Date: 06/19/2007 15:25:39  

thing is? i really like your body. wouldn't want you leaving it behind now.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/19/2007 15:29:20  

i can now put it back together with at least 58 percent accuracy. no sweat. ;)
From: [info]belthronding Date: 06/19/2007 15:31:13  

i'd ask which 58% but i think i'm being watched.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/19/2007 15:34:33  

i can promise you a spleen and, if you're very persuasive, several fingers and a femur. how hot is this making you?
From: [info]belthronding Date: 06/19/2007 15:36:45  

*giggles out loud before clapping her hand over her mouth*

now people are really looking at me funny. and not cause you're making me hot.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/19/2007 15:40:16  

what's sexier than texts and virtual dismemberment when you're supposed to be working?
From: [info]belthronding Date: 06/19/2007 15:52:55  

do you actually want me to answer that?
From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/19/2007 16:24:20  

*glances at the pile of paperwork on his desk with mild disdain*

do you want the honest answer or the ethical one?
From: [info]belthronding Date: 06/19/2007 16:32:05  

so. do you want to do dinner early?
From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/19/2007 16:34:50  

how early is too early, i wonder? shall we throw caution to the wind and redefine mealtimes entirely?
From: [info]belthronding Date: 06/19/2007 16:38:14  

well. i've just finished the first course of my lunch. how about now?
From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/19/2007 16:40:14  

perfect. see you in a few.
From: [info]belthronding Date: 06/19/2007 16:57:33  

*leaves some money on the table and steps outside to hail a taxi to your apartment*
From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/19/2007 17:04:43  

*lets you in when you arrive and stands back to look at you*

*smiling* Well? Do I look especially accurate today?
From: [info]belthronding Date: 06/19/2007 17:07:06  

*breaks into a smile when she sees you* *sets her laptop bag to the side*

*tilts her head to the side* Not bad, Túrin. Not bad at all.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/19/2007 17:12:19  

So I'm treating you tonight? Today? *reaches around you to push the door shut* *keeps his hand braced against it, leaning very close to you* Let's go then.
From: [info]belthronding Date: 06/19/2007 17:15:11  

*agreeably* Okay.

*reaches up, gliding the palms of her hands up your chest to your shoulders*

*stands on tip-toes to beg a kiss*
From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/19/2007 17:22:24  

*slips his arm around you and kisses you softly* Is it just me, or have I been seeing you less and less lately?

*gives you another brief kiss and just holds you close to him for a moment*
From: [info]belthronding Date: 06/19/2007 17:28:38  

It's not just you. Ideally, I should be seeing more and more of you.

*cuddles against you for a moment* *muffled* Let's go out for a while. And when we come back, we can go to bed and stay there until tomorrow. Or possibly the day after.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/19/2007 17:34:27  

*hugs you tighter before letting go* *reasonably contented* It's a plan.

*reaches for the doorknob again precisely as he hears a knock on said door* *stares at it for a moment at this unexpected behavior and then extends his thought toward the other side*

*abruptly and almost completely inaudibly (he hopes)* Maybeweshouldstayintonight.
From: [info]belthronding Date: 06/19/2007 17:36:00  

*cautiously* Why? What's going on?
From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/19/2007 17:39:13  

*shakes his head and sighs* Never mind. It'll just take a minute, I'm sure.

*in the process of opening the door* Hello, Fin. What's the matter?
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 06/19/2007 17:40:56  

*clearly frazzled by something or other* Now don't say anything, it's just...there's this situation and it's driving me batty and I could really use your ad-

*breaks off suddenly when she notices Beleg* Oh.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/19/2007 17:50:25  

*coughs* Yeah...um...I'd really like to help, Fin, but... *apologetically* Do you think this could maybe wait for one of the 350 days Beleg's not actually here a day or two?
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 06/19/2007 17:51:37  

*hurriedly* Oh, oh...yes. Sure.




*promptly bursts into tears*
From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/19/2007 17:56:16  

*sighs and glances at Beleg*

*puts an arm around your shoulders and ushers you inside*

*gets you seated and hands you a tissue* *gently?* There, now. What's all this, hmm? *sits next to you and lays his hand over yours* Are you in some kind of actual trouble?
From: [info]belthronding Date: 06/19/2007 17:57:32  

*feels somewhat awkward* I'll go and put the kettle on?

*is starting to get used to being relegated to the kitchen pottering around when your various difficult female acquaintances and relatives call by*
From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/19/2007 17:59:00  

*shoots you a grateful look* Thank you.

Five minutes, I swear to god.
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 06/19/2007 17:57:38  

*has the grace to look rather embarrassed* *studiously avoids looking at Beleg*

*sniffles* I'm married.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/19/2007 18:01:31  

*completely shocked* You're...really?? *smiles* I mean, Congratulations! That's great!

*notices that the look on your face hasn't changed* *tentatively* Isn't that great?
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 06/19/2007 18:03:09  

*shakes her head nearly imperceptibly*

*blows her nose noisily* ...and I want a divorce.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/19/2007 18:04:35  







I...see. *so doesn't*
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 06/19/2007 18:07:00  

*nods as though you actually continued the conversation by saying something reasonable and/or clever*

*angrily* And he won't give me one. *hands you what turns out to be a brief note from Curufin acknowledging the receipt of the papers she sent him and detailing their current whereabouts as ashes in the bottom of his brother's living room fireplace*
From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/19/2007 18:12:06  

*looks over the note and privately thinks this fellow sounds like a man after your own heart*

*awkwardly* Well. I really don't think you actually need his permission to get divorced, Fin. Don't people divorce absent spouses sometimes without the other party even knowing it?
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 06/19/2007 18:13:56  

*her sniffles significantly reduced by now* Really? *hopefully* I hadn't thought about it that way.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/19/2007 18:16:48  

*shrugs* Sure. Have you told your lawyer about this? Do you have a lawyer? If you really want to go through with it, I mean.

*looks at you closely* *naively* But Fin, you must have loved this guy at some point. To marry him and all. Didn't you?
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 06/19/2007 18:19:31  

*looks back at you* I have a lawyer, yeah. When I saw this- *holds up the note again* -I just got so upset, I... *shrugs*

Didn't you?

*glumly* I guess. No. Yes. I don't know. *considering* He is the father of my child. *almost conversationally* You never met Celebrimbor, did you?
From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/19/2007 18:21:40  

*blinks* I-

You have-

Celebrimbor was your son?
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 06/19/2007 18:23:42  

*looking vaguely miffed* Well we didn't exactly spread it around, okay? But yes. He was my son. Is my son.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/19/2007 18:25:29  

*still more flabbergasted than anything else* You never told me, if that's what you mean. Wow.
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 06/19/2007 18:27:48  

*rolls her eyes at you but can't help laughing a little* Gee, Túrin. You're always such a comfort.

*moves closer to you and places a light kiss on your mouth just for the heck of it* *ruefully* I guess I should go talk to my lawyer then, huh?
From: [info]belthronding Date: 06/19/2007 18:32:04  

*comes back in with a tray of tea-things*

*--*

*??*
From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/19/2007 18:37:39  

*clears his throat*

*to Fin, in a businesslike tone* Yes, I think so. And maybe try talking to Curufin about it in the meantime? At least until it's clear you won't get anywhere with him? Maybe there's just been some misunderstanding. *glances over at you briefly*

*firmly* But don't worry. I'm sure you'll work it all out sooner or later. *pats Fin's hand*
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 06/19/2007 18:39:56  

*sees Beleg come in and rises to her feet hastily, reddening* I'm sure you're right. *pauses* I'm sorry to have just dropped in on you like this.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/19/2007 18:45:37  

*shakes his head and smiles faintly* Don't be silly. I'm here whenever you need a friend.

*finds, as he follows you to the door, that he's being perfectly sincere in saying so*
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 06/19/2007 18:50:05  

*smiles back at you, feeling a little more at ease for the moment, considering*

*looks at Beleg as though she wants to say something* *just gives her a short nod before leaving*
From: [info]belthronding Date: 06/19/2007 18:52:28  

*nods in return before sitting down on the couch*
From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/19/2007 18:55:25  

*comes back over to sit next to you*

*puts his arm around your shoulders and sighs quietly* I'm sorry about all that.
From: [info]belthronding Date: 06/19/2007 19:00:33  

*sighs softly, almost in unison with you, and leans against you* All these people making demands on you when I just want to keep you to myself.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/19/2007 19:05:31  

*takes his cell phone out of his pocket and shuts it off and tosses it to the other end of the couch* There's one thing taken care of, anyway.

*pulls you closer and kisses the top of your head* Don't think about it, okay? I'm here now. *laces his fingers through yours* Are we still going out?
From: [info]belthronding Date: 06/19/2007 19:16:00  

If we go out, there'll be other people, won't there?

*nestles in close and rests her palm on your chest*
From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/19/2007 20:38:41  

*laughs softly* That tends to be one of the nastier side effects, yes.

*rubs your back in slow circles and breathes in the scent of your hair* It's comfier in here, anyway.
From: [info]belthronding Date: 06/20/2007 03:51:55  

*nods* It really is comfier.

No more answering the door for at least thirty-six hours?
From: [info]gorthol Date: 06/20/2007 07:30:47  

*smiles* We'll make it forty-eight just to be safe.
From: [info]belthronding Date: 06/20/2007 13:56:05  

*laughs* I like the way your mind works.

*snuggles in that bit closer* *radiates contentment*
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