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*bounces through the Home for the Elderly of Ossiriand*

Hey, Stanley, how are you? Won any chess games recently? Nurse Stafford, hope Dad's behaving? Oh, hi, Edgar! Edgar, you okay? *sighs* Nurse Stafford, I think Edgar's having another stroke? Or something?

*wanders down to her Dad's poolside condo*

Dad? Why is your suitcase with wheels in the hall? Are you going somewhere?

Current Mood: chipper
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From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 14:00:32  

*emerges from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist and a toothbrush sticking out of his mouth* I Uhnee. Zh mattah ah fak -- sry -- *goes back into the bathroom and spits out his toothpaste*

Hi, honey. Yeah! I'm going to Delving!
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 14:01:55  

Delving? *doubtfully* Dad, have you been taking Cyril's Alzheimer's medication again?
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 14:08:31  

*affectionately* You cheeky monkey. You know that was an honest mistake and there was no lasting damage except to poor Cyril who really didn't need those antidepressants.
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 14:11:52  

*shakes her head* Yeah, well, whatever. *prods you in the shoulder* Delving? I've never been to Delving! Why are you going to Delving?
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 14:36:33  

Oh, right, your Mom phoned? Turns out Elwë lives there and I haven't seen Elwë in years. Actually years. Isn't that wonderful? *beams*
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 14:39:42  

Mom? Mom's here? Why didn't you say that first, you silly?!

*really could care less about this Elwë chap*
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 14:45:19  

I mean, the last time I saw him was right before he wandered off with that Melian chick. *sighs* We had some good times, old Elwë and me. Back then, it was bros before hos.
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 14:48:41  

*excitedly* But, Dad, Dad. Mom! Did she give you any messages for me?
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 14:54:17  

What, no, wait? Hang on? Which one's your Mom?
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 15:01:25  

*uncertainly* Indis, Dad. Indis is my Mom? You know? The mother of those of your children who aren't Fëanáro?

*doesn't stamp her foot* *well, maybe scuffs it off the ground a little* C'mon, Dad! I'm a girl! Surely that clued you in!
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 15:19:32  

*blink blink* Right, sweetie, of course. Don't be silly I knew that yeah it was Red I was talking to not Indis so much so sorry about that?
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 15:21:26  

*visibly deflates*

*sits down on your suitcase* Oh.

So Mom's not back?
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 15:32:54  

*slides down to sit on the ground opposite you, leaning back against the wall* If she is, she hasn't called. But, hey, I'm sure she will. Whatever Red can do, Indis does much better and with less bitching.
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 15:39:43  

*manages to smile a little at that* You have to say that 'cause she's my Mom.
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 15:46:32  

True. Anyway, sweetheart, I do have to go to Delving to see Elwë. Something to do with your nephews, I gather. Will you be ok?
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 16:28:51  

Sure, Dad. I'll be fine. School starts again next week anyway and I'm a senior now and everything that was sort of why I came actually?
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 16:39:30  

*raises his eyebrows* What? You mean you came to hit your old father up for some money for the start of term? You surprise me, Fániel. *grins*
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 16:53:04  

Da-ad. Of course I came to see you anyway but yeah, books are really expensive and I definitely need new clothes because it's coming into Fall and everything.
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 17:04:31  

*steeples his fingers* You see, I don't understand why you need new clothes just because it's a new season. I mean, sure it's a bit cooler out now, but can't you just -- I don't know? Layer the clothes you've already got?
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 17:08:30  

Da-ad, the colours are completely different in Fall and, anyway, layering clothes is so last Winter.
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 17:10:55  

*chuckles* What would I know? I just wear whatever Nurse Smith lays out for me in the morning.
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 17:15:33  

Aw, Dad, I didn't need to know that! *giggles* Will you be in Delving long? It's just -- it's just that Tuesday dinners suck and I was hoping I could come here --?
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 17:25:24  

I'll make it a quick trip, I promise. Hey, unless--?
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 17:35:41  

*raises her eyebrows* Unless?
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 17:45:50  

How would you like to come to Delving with me? I'd make sure you get back in time for the start of classes and if you're really good, I'll sort you out with a packed lunch for Tuesday.
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 17:48:46  

*covers her mouth with her hands* Are you serious? *squeals with excitement!*
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 18:07:31  

*claps his hands over his ears* When you've quite finished breaking all the windows? Must you be so shrill?
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 18:14:15  

I'm sorry, Dad, really but wow! Delving! I know you have to go see Elwë but can we go shopping? Can we can we can we?
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 18:45:25  

*laughs softly* Maybe. We'll see. You know, I think your stepmother runs a fashion house. Perhaps she'll be able to help us out on that front?
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 19:09:45  

*grudgingly* I guess that'd be OK. I mean, Þerindë Fashions is a pretty awesome well-known label and all.
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 19:50:53  

So glad you approve, sweetheart. I'll call Red and get her to arrange travel and accommodation for you.

*stands up and reaches down to pull you to your feet* Now, why don't you come with me and we can go whup Wilfred's ass in Poker? We play with chips and dip.
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 19:53:08  

*takes your arm* Sure thing, Dad. That sounds like fun. *beams at you 'cause you are so her only favourite parent right now* Only you know I'm no good at bluffing, right?
From: [info] Date: 08/21/2007 19:56:03  

*presses a kiss to the top of your head* I know, sweetheart, but Wilfred's a sucker for a pretty face. We can't possibly lose.
From: [info] Date: 08/22/2007 07:24:00  

Ah. Dad?
From: [info] Date: 08/22/2007 07:38:18  

Yes, Fániel?
From: [info] Date: 08/22/2007 07:40:35  

You do know you're still just wearing a towel, right? You're not going to Poker Night like that, are you?
From: [info] Date: 08/22/2007 07:46:20  

Well, it puts Jeremy right off his game when I do. Oh, of course not, of course not! *smiles brightly* Must be that pesky old dementia again. *winks at you* You go sit down outside while I get changed. I'm sure Nurse Edwards will be along with tea soon.
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