From: tyelcormo	Date: 08/13/2007 16:41:10

*is wandering aimlessly about in the courtyard garden, irritated by the lack of anything to do but sit around and wait* *and wait* *and wait some more*

	From: irisse	Date: 08/13/2007 16:47:02

*comes downstairs, carrying a glass of brandy in each hand*

*without preamble, hands one to you* Drink.

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 08/13/2007 16:50:38

*takes the glass and dutifully has a sip*

*sighs a little* Oh. That's gorgeous. Thank you.

	From: irisse	Date: 08/13/2007 16:57:11

Not that you deserve it, love. Are you hurt?

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 08/13/2007 17:02:37

*presses a hand to his heart as though properly scolded* *raises an eyebrow* Only my pride, darling.

I'm nearly certain I didn't kill anyone, if that helps.

	From: irisse	Date: 08/13/2007 17:12:39

Well, given the prodigious dimensions of your pride, I can't imagine that it's anything more than a minor dent.

*sips her own brandy* Well, I daresay that your wanted poster will change accordingly if one of those poor men does take a turn for the worse.

*looks at you through narrowed eyes* And do not think that I shall not reprimand you for what you did to my dear, sweet niece.

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 08/13/2007 17:21:29

A dent in an otherwise flawless design is almost more unpleasant, is it not?

*unconcernedly* And I suppose you'll hurry to turn me in then? Even if I should hold forth ever so nobly and winsomely on the subjects of 'necessity' and 'loyalty'?

*his mood darkening in an instant* Oh, we're going to discuss this now, are we? Let me save you the trouble. "You brute, Turco. How could you, Turco? You broke her heart, Turco."

	From: irisse	Date: 08/13/2007 17:32:04

When one is a perfectionist, it is unconscionable.

*holds up her hand* Spare us both. You believe that your debating skills are insurmountable. I shall not argue.

*narrows her eyes* You are a brute, Turco. She is too delicate, too naive to be a pawn in your games.

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 08/13/2007 17:40:01

I shall not argue.

*frowns* Continue saying scandalous things like that and I truly will worry, dearest.

*irritably* Then perhaps she will not be so naive now. *dismissively* In any case, she's such a flighty thing, she'll be over it in three weeks' time. *does some sort of quick calculation* No. Four weeks' time.

	From: irisse	Date: 08/13/2007 17:51:10

I know you well enough to pick and choose my battles, darling.

*loftily* She did not deserve such treatment and you do not deserve any of her good thoughts or good will. I do not know why I am surprised; you can be so cruel, my Turco.

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 08/13/2007 18:00:17

*casts a brief glance on you and almost smiles* We haven't so much as spoken in weeks. Surely you can agree that it would hardly be fitting if we did not argue now.

*somewhat impatiently* Yes. Fine. She is certainly less deserving than most. I found no pleasure in hurting her, if that's what you wish to hear. There. I said it.

I do not know why I am surprised; you can be so cruel, my Turco.

*really looks at you this time* But you are surprised, nonetheless?

	From: irisse	Date: 08/13/2007 18:13:55

Oh, I daresay there is an argument brewing and we shall both relish it.

I found no pleasure in hurting her, if that's what you wish to hear.

I should be grateful for that, at least, although how I shall face the poor girl and still claim you as my best friend, I do not know.

But you are surprised, nonetheless?

Yes, darling, I am surprised and I don't know why. I know you to be cruel but I did not think you capable of misusing one who I cared for as for a daughter.

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 08/13/2007 18:30:50

how I shall face the poor girl and still claim you as my best friend, I do not know.

Life is full of such inconsistencies, my love. *frankly* My favorite brother is also the one most like my father. *changing course* But by all means, find a new best friend, if it suits you.

I did not think you capable of misusing one who I cared for as for a daughter.

*vaguely* I confess I wasn't precisely thinking about your desires, at the time.

	From: irisse	Date: 08/13/2007 18:43:25

*with some amusement* A new best friend? That does sound like more trouble than it's worth although Eru knows he would probably come with less foibles and causes for vexation than you.

I confess I wasn't precisely thinking about your desires, at the time.

*sceptically* I cannot imagine my desires are ever to the forefront of your mind.

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 08/13/2007 18:50:01

*agreeably* It's highly likely, yes.

I cannot imagine my desires are ever to the forefront of your mind.

*that remark having struck a nerve* Can it be you're actually fool enough to believe that? After everything I've done for you? You ungrateful shrew.

	From: irisse	Date: 08/13/2007 19:00:30

*steps away from you* Everything you've done for me? Everything you've done? You saved me, Turco, and you have not spoken to me since! I may be ungrateful but you have acted entirely without grace.

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 08/13/2007 19:09:27

you have acted entirely without grace

I??

You saved me, Turco, and you have not spoken to me since!

Forgive me, Írissë, but I was unaware we were operating according to the old Chinese Telerin saying. I saved you and thus I am responsible for your every move?

*bitterly* I have sacrificed my time, my comfort, myself all for your peace of mind. The least you could do is play the game, for my sake.

	From: irisse	Date: 08/13/2007 19:30:08

Play the game? The game? Eru, Tyelcormo, is that all that this life is to you? Do you not care a whit for anything under the surface?

*equally bitterly* Do not think that I have not sacrificed much for you.

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 08/13/2007 19:38:20

Of course I care. *scowling* Why else would I fly here at a moment's notice or search for you relentlessly when you wander off on a whim? Why else would I tell you I care when merely doing so flies in the face of everything that I became am?

Do not think that I have not sacrificed much for you.

*cooling somewhat* Do tell, while we are being so candid and caring. I am all ears, cousin.

	From: irisse	Date: 08/14/2007 14:47:27

Everything you are? Oh, you martyr, Turco. My heart bleeds for you that you have had to admit to caring for someone other than yoruself.

*folds her arms* *quietly and stiffly* You do not know how much it takes to live up to your ideals.

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 08/14/2007 14:55:16

If you didn't know until today that I care about you, I've severly overestimated your intelligence.

*doesn't look at you* I don't ask you to be anyone but yourself. Or the woman I thought you were. Have you managed to deceive me all these years?

	From: ilinsor	Date: 08/14/2007 15:35:51

*walks down to the garden, having first gone upstairs to ask for Aredhel*

*brightly* Hey, Írissë. I heard things were sort of crazy around here and I thought you might like to escape for some coff- *finally noticing you and the looks on both your faces* -ee...or? Sorry, I'm interrupting something?

*continues looking at you and frowns, thinking* I know you...?

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 08/14/2007 15:38:14

I'm interrupting something?

*just barely refrains from spitting back a "Yes, you are."*

*with finality* No. We're done.

I know you...?

*impatiently* People tend to recognise me.

	From: irisse	Date: 08/14/2007 15:40:24

*sharply* Tyelcormo! No need to be rude. Of course you must know who Tilion is.

	From: ilinsor	Date: 08/14/2007 15:40:38

*shakes his head* No, it's just...on the tip of my tongue... *snaps his fingers* Turcafinwë. Right? Oromë's protégé? *grins* Hey, did you ever get the hang of Wolf? It was Wolf, wasn't it?

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 08/14/2007 16:39:02

*ignores Aredhel*

*wracks his brain to remember, frankly surprised*

That's right. *rather thinks it more likely it was Canis latrans at the time, but doesn't point this out* You have an excellent memory.

	From: ilinsor	Date: 08/14/2007 16:42:15

*a little awkwardly* Just random stuff sometimes. Not for anything useful. *sheepish grin* At least not very often.

*is pretty surprised himself* I remember you being-- *stops short as he realises with horror that he was about to say "nicer"* --younger. For an elf, I mean. Younger for an elf?

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 08/14/2007 16:50:10

*can't help wondering what you were really going to say*

Well, don't let me spoil your...whatever this is. afternoon. *neatly plucks the snifter from Aredhel's hand* Allow me.

*looks straight at her* *sarcastically sweetly* I'll just put your pedestal in storage, shall I?

	From: irisse	Date: 08/14/2007 16:53:46

Only if you're quite sure, darling. Wouldn't you rather stand on it yourself? Or better yet -- *trails off delicately*

*deliberately tucks her hand around the crook of Tilion's elbow* *to him* Shall we?

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 08/14/2007 17:02:47

*eyeroll* Clearly, if I wish to learn anything of grace, I need only look to you. Such eloquence, such noblesse. Goodbye, darling.

*nods slightly to your companion* Tilion.

*turns and stalks back inside*

	From: ilinsor	Date: 08/14/2007 17:03:44

*so, so confused*

	From: irisse	Date: 08/14/2007 17:08:26

*smiles at you brightly* You mentioned sanity with that coffee? Don't mind Turco. He and I are the very best of friends although it may not always seem that way.

	From: ilinsor	Date: 08/14/2007 17:11:15

*covers your hand lightly with his* At your service, m'lady.

He and I are the very best of friends

*laughs* Remind me never to get on your bad side. *considers* Or his bad side.

	From: irisse	Date: 08/14/2007 18:00:38

*laughs too, after the very briefest of pauses* He takes no prisoners, does my Tyelcormo.

	From: ilinsor	Date: 08/14/2007 18:11:43

*looks at you and smiles a little* Well, you're holding up all right, at least. That much is pretty obvious. How's your brother managing? He holding down the fort?

	From: irisse	Date: 08/15/2007 02:13:27

He is trying to hold down the fort but with Thingol on one side and our cousins on the other, he is in an unenviable position. I daresay he shall manage though. He always seems to.

	From: ilinsor	Date: 08/15/2007 06:42:57

*looks at you adoringly* With you about for moral support I'd think it'd be impossible not to.

	From: irisse	Date: 08/16/2007 03:12:36

*glances at you and can't help almost nearly thinking about blushing* *never sees that expression on a guy's face*

*brightly* Oh, between Turvo and myself, we tend to be able to handle poor 'káno.

	From: ilinsor	Date: 08/16/2007 07:44:42

*turns away quickly, mumbling something under his breath that sounds suspiciously like "radiant" and possibly "gradient?"*

That's awfully swell of you. But don't you ever get...I don't know...lonely? Or possibly bored, I mean bored, mostly. Erm. Not that 'káno's boring. Or maybe he is, I guess you'd know, I certainly wouldn't know, but he seems nice? *facepalms laughs* What was I saying?

	From: irisse	Date: 08/16/2007 13:58:05

*bursts out laughing* Oh 'káno is nice but very boring. He hates being king but he hates the thought of anyone else being king even more.

	From: ilinsor	Date: 08/16/2007 14:09:52

*lets the arm you're holding drop until he's holding your hand instead* *ultra-casually and all*

*teasingly* And what? You never wanted to be a queen?

	From: irisse	Date: 08/16/2007 14:12:12

Oh, absolutely not. Being a princess is far more fun. All the glamour and none of the responsibility, you see. *leans in conspiratorially* It's how I keep my youth, you see.

	From: ilinsor	Date: 08/16/2007 14:19:45

*laughs* Oh, how all the face cream commercials have lied to me. All this time it's just down to being royal and having no work to do. Still, you'd be good at it. *winks at you* Intimidating.

	From: irisse	Date: 08/16/2007 14:46:25

*is quite pleased by this* Oh, when you get to know me, I'm not remotely intimidating. Ask my son. *shakes her head* Or, ask him when he sees fit to call me.

	From: ilinsor	Date: 08/16/2007 14:51:02

when he sees fit to call me

*nudges you* Like I said. Scary.

*then remembers that you seemed to have lost track of your son the last time he saw you, too* He's all right, though, your son? I mean, not in any trouble or anything?