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06/30/2007 16:50:00
[info]broideress
*stands out on Royal Street in Delving, directing a group of movers who are trying to maneouvre a grand piano into a building*

That's it. Right up to the penthouse.

*glances down at her clipboard* You two. Yes, you two. The double bed is going into the guestroom and I swear to Eru if you drop that chandelier, you are in serious trouble.

*glances up the street towards the Palace before turning her attention back to the task at hand*

Tags: thingol, miriel

 
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From: [info]sindacollo Date: 06/30/2007 18:47:00  

*wanders by during these proceedings, vaguely wondering what sort of money you come from that's enabling you to live on this street*

*watches the piano struggles for a moment* *offhandedly* You might try some sort of crane next time. Like when you're moving out because you can no longer make rent.
From: [info]broideress Date: 06/30/2007 19:32:38  

Oh, I have no intention of moving any time soon.

*barks at one of the movers* Put your back into, man!
From: [info]sindacollo Date: 06/30/2007 21:10:50  

*looks somewhat personally affronted* I wouldn't think so. You're certainly not likely to find better real estate anywhere in the realm.

*sees one of the movers do a double-take at the sight of him and scramble into the building in fear* *grins* There's a bit of motivation.
From: [info]broideress Date: 06/30/2007 21:14:41  

*extracts a handkerchief from her handbag and wipes her hands on it before delicately dropping it into the hands of the nearest assistant*

*looks at you sideways* Fear of Royal disapproval does tend to get the job done, certainly.
From: [info]sindacollo Date: 06/30/2007 21:17:07  

*puts his hands on his hips* *sighs theatrically* I'm not a cruel master. I'm just particular.
From: [info]broideress Date: 06/30/2007 21:19:31  

In which case I am delighted to make your acquaintance. I have had enough of cruelty in my life.
From: [info]sindacollo Date: 06/30/2007 21:23:40  

Oh? Would that be this life, or the last? *lightly* Don't tell me you died at Alqualondë trying to get at my brother, because then I'll know you're just trying to get in my good graces.
From: [info]broideress Date: 06/30/2007 21:27:07  

*lightly* The last life. This life has only just begun. I am Míriel Þerindë, or I was, at any rate. I died because I could not live. Alqualondë was well after my time.
From: [info]sindacollo Date: 06/30/2007 21:33:51  

Míriel Þerindë

*takes a moment to place the name*

*really had no plans on how to deal with the woman who (a) was married to his good pal Finwë and (b) gave birth to one of the few fuckwits who even come close to rivaling his son-in-law in sheer hateability*

*decides to give you the benefit of the doubt for the moment* I can see how that sort of thing might make a person bitter.
From: [info]broideress Date: 06/30/2007 21:40:52  

*laughs, entirely without humour* Bitter, indeed. My son started as he meant to go on. I have never spoken with him and never intend to.

Delving seems like a pleasant place. I see that it is mostly free of Noldor?
From: [info]sindacollo Date: 06/30/2007 21:47:05  

*catches up your hand and shakes it firmly* Oh, that's really too bad. I can tell we're going to get along capitally. *happily* But still. Family feuds bad or whatever.

*generously* There are some about, I daresay. There are warrants out on a few individuals but for the most part...well, they're not tagged or tracked or anything. Yet.
From: [info]broideress Date: 06/30/2007 21:49:23  

*smiles warmly at you* I would invite you for tea but I fear that my tea set did not survive the move.

*hands her clipboard to her assistant and waves her off*

I do hope that my own descendents are not being too troublesome? I gather that I have rather a lot of grandsons?
From: [info]sindacollo Date: 06/30/2007 21:54:38  

*waves that off* Will you come around to the palace for some? Perhaps meet the wife if she's sober? It's really a shame I never got around to visiting old Finwë as I meant to.

I gather that I have rather a lot of grandsons?

*promptly* Oh, indeed. Every last one as worthless as their father.
From: [info]broideress Date: 07/01/2007 06:36:01  

If I would not be imposing, I would gladly take you up on that. Finwë spoke well of you.

*closes her eyes and shakes her head* I would apologise but I have washed my hands of them long ago.
From: [info]sindacollo Date: 07/01/2007 09:54:25  

Better and better. Excellent. Melian has her hands so full of unruly children and Olwë, I'm sure she'd appreciate some sensible company for a change.

*nods sympathetically* Well, at any rate, you are very welcome in Doriath, Míriel.
From: [info]broideress Date: 07/01/2007 10:00:21  

Unruly children, indeed? *clucks her tongue* Poor woman. If she can ever get away, she must come and see my warehouse. I'm in the fashion business and we would be honoured to accomodate the Queen of Doriath.
From: [info]sindacollo Date: 07/01/2007 10:05:17  

*really didn't expect to actually like someone else in this neighborhood* You'll tell her so yourself, of course.

*looks up at the move-in progress and grins* When all pianos and chandeliers have been situated. Not an hour later.
From: [info]broideress Date: 07/01/2007 10:09:29  

*laughs* Oh, you may be sure that I will have my surveyor examine that everything is securely in its place before I open my doors to anyone.

I like Doriath, I must admit. I have looked in many places for a centre of operations but none can come close to Doriath. You certainly are very welcoming to businessfolk.
From: [info]sindacollo Date: 07/01/2007 10:17:33  

*with unmistakable pride* I'd be a sorry excuse for a king if my kingdom did not thrive so. Opening Doriath's borders a little has done wonders, as you can see. *laughs like he's actually joking* As long as you unrestricted Noldor behave yourselves, I'll be happy to keep it that way.
From: [info]broideress Date: 07/01/2007 10:37:14  

*loftily* You may be sure that if I see any Noldor intent on insurrection, they'll be on the receiving end of my handgun Mace. There is no excuse for barbarism in this day and age.
From: [info]sindacollo Date: 07/01/2007 10:41:28  

*holds up a hand* Now, now, my lady. I can't legally say I sanction vigilantism.
From: [info]broideress Date: 07/01/2007 10:43:32  

*laughs* But no one will intervene if it were, say, a spot of domestic strife between a lady and her or her husband's descendants?
From: [info]sindacollo Date: 07/01/2007 10:49:16  

*folds his hands together* I'm sure that if a woman wants to administer a grandmotherly talking-to and exasperatedly smack her grandson with her handbag, it's nobody else's business whether her handbag happens to contain large rocks or plastic explosives.
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