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08/16/2007 10:15:00
[info]elrondmd
*has finally been released after a couple of stressful days spent in his very own cell*

*is on his way to meet a very worried Celebrían when he catches a glimpse of someone familiar scanning headlines at a newsstand and trying to look inconspicuous*

*quietly, so as not to attract attention* Bit mad to still be hanging about here, don't you think?

Current Mood: relieved
Tags: finduilas, elrond

 
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From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 08/16/2007 10:19:50  

*looks up, startled*

*relieved to see it's only you* Be a lot easier to get out if they weren't looking for me and maintaining checkpoints at all entrances to the city, don't you think?

*frowns* I thought they had you.
From: [info]elrondmd Date: 08/16/2007 10:23:16  

I thought they had you.

They did. I think they finally got the picture that I was under duress and they weren't going to be able to make anything stick. Thank Eru for small favors.

Isn't there anyone who can help you? *thinks* What about Túrin?
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 08/16/2007 10:26:44  

*sighs* He's never home anymore and he's not answering his phone.

*gestures to one of the tabloids and hisses angrily* Have you seen this shit? "Suspected of attempted murder"?? I wasn't even there!
From: [info]elrondmd Date: 08/16/2007 10:30:35  

*glances around to make sure nobody's noticed them yet* Calm down. It's just sensationalism.

*nods down the street* Come on. Walk with me.
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 08/16/2007 10:32:58  

*takes your offered arm after a moment*

*feigning good cheer* So. Any great ideas for me, then? I'm absolutely going to kill Curufin for this if he's not dead already.
From: [info]elrondmd Date: 08/16/2007 10:35:53  

*shrugs* Stay moving? Dye your hair? Maybe things will calm down in a few days and security will loosen up. I don't really know, I'd make a terrible criminal.

How did you get involved in all this, anyway? It didn't sound like you were in on the plan?
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 08/16/2007 10:40:07  

Part of it. Sort of. Without really knowing it. *quietly* Nerdanel told me that Maglor was sick and was going to be hospitalized. I said I'd wait there and let her know when he arrived. I'd been trying to help Maglor for a while. *hesitates* He's my brother-in-law.

I don't really know, I'd make a terrible criminal.

*dryly* Yeah, me too. Obviously.
From: [info]elrondmd Date: 08/16/2007 10:44:27  

He's my brother-in-law.

*almost stops in his tracks* Oh, you're joking.

*suddenly groans* You're not joking.
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 08/16/2007 10:45:26  

*defensively* Well? What's your excuse then?
From: [info]elrondmd Date: 08/16/2007 10:47:15  

*raises an eyebrow* Maglor's my father. Was my father. My foster-father. Or...something I don't know yes.
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 08/16/2007 10:49:23  

*smiles a little despite everything* Well, Dr. Haphelven, that was sort of an insane plan for a decided non-criminal like yourself, wouldn't you say?
From: [info]elrondmd Date: 08/16/2007 10:51:39  

*raises a hand in protest* Hey. I didn't come up with the idea. I was just an accessory. A crucial accessory. Actually intending to wield the tools and risk Maglor's life and break about a thousand laws in the process and I'd really prefer not to talk about this anymore.
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 08/16/2007 10:53:27  

*very seriously* Would you like to come along when I kill Curufin? There are plenty of others to go around.
From: [info]elrondmd Date: 08/16/2007 10:56:53  

*warningly* If those journalists have any credibility whatsoever, I wouldn't be so quick to ship off to Hithlum if I were—

*actually does freeze in his tracks this time*

Oh—!
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 08/16/2007 10:59:36  

*instantly ducks under an awning and peers out into the street stealthily, the way someone might do if she really, really wanted to be noticed*

What is it? Marchwardens??
From: [info]elrondmd Date: 08/16/2007 11:04:16  

No no no. I have an idea. It was a good plan.

*takes your hand firmly and pulls you along with him, turning right at the end of the block*

*keeps walking briskly and anything-but-randomly down several more streets*

*comes to a dead halt in front of a particular building and points to the door, beaming* We're going to ship you off to Hithlum.
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 08/16/2007 11:06:40  

*looks to where you're pointing*

*thinks this doesn't look much like a train station or a post office or whatever mad notion you may have in mind*

*in fact, it looks an awful lot like...*

A funeral home?
From: [info]elrondmd Date: 08/16/2007 11:09:01  

*steps inside and rings the bell at the desk*

*cheerfully* Good morning! We'd like to look at some caskets. *takes in the odd look he's getting and adjusts his demeanor accordingly* My poor dear aunt.

*adds after a moment's thought* Cushiony caskets.
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 08/16/2007 11:10:30  

*...*

*...*

*...*

*turns right around and walks back out the door*
From: [info]elrondmd Date: 08/16/2007 11:12:32  

*to the assistant* She's terribly distraught.

*hurries after you and catches hold of your arm before you can get too far*

*loudly* Now, dear, I understand you're upset, but this may be the only way. *frowns* Definitely. It's definitely the only way. To bury someone. Like your aunt.

*drags you back inside*
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 08/16/2007 11:14:01  

*waits until the assistant has gone to find the proprietor before turning to you and wrenching her arm out of your grip*

Are you completely insane?!
From: [info]elrondmd Date: 08/16/2007 11:19:02  

*very quietly* Same-day shipping. Uncle needs the body back for the funeral immediately, of course. Drill holes. Bring food. *thinking* Only a little water. Auntie will have to hold it. They'll never suspect a thing.

*rubs his chin* *matter-of-factly* I still wouldn't recommend Hithlum. But that's really entirely up to you, of course.
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 08/16/2007 11:20:32  

No. No.





Could you even make such arrangements and get away with it?
From: [info]elrondmd Date: 08/16/2007 11:23:12  

Don't you know who I am? *grins* I know a guy with a morgue. No, seriously. I know how to handle the paperwork and the details.
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 08/16/2007 11:25:15  

*moans* I'm too young to die.

*bites her lip* What about you? How are you going to get out? *gets an absurd mental image of you hopping into an airplane cargo hold in a body bag*
From: [info]elrondmd Date: 08/16/2007 11:30:17  

*perfectly calmly* You're not going to die. You'll just be a little...cramped.

*surprised* Me? I'm not going anywhere. I don't think they'll bother me further if I keep my head down for a while. *lightly* Anyway, I'd never do something like that, do you think I'm utterly demented? Auntie?
From: [info]ivrinsun Date: 08/16/2007 11:33:31  

You mean it's actually up for debate?
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