*has by now quietly explained the complicated situation with Celegorm to the rest of her children*
*as worried as she is, is sort of glad that's off her chest, even if she's not quite sure how Curufin will take it* *or how he'd take what she saw last night, if he knew about it*
*but hey, Ondolindë will be nice?*
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*comes over to you and sets her hands on your shoulders* And what do you think you're doing now, Atarincë? At least let me help you if you have to try walking exactly three steps before you get back into that bed.
*really looks as though she has no desire to stop you* *isn't budging, however* That doesn't change your condition, dear. *tries to look optimistic and not so much with the CONSUMING GUILT* I'm sure Tyelcormo will manage without you a little while longer. I hope.
*hesitantly* Well, he was a bit shocked, dear. And if he thinks you're not really his brother—even though you are, of course you are, we all know that—that's probably a bit devastating hard for him, don't you think?
*looks at your face and smoothes your hair gently* You just concentrate on healing for now, all right? *plays the Card* Your brother will just worry more if you don't.
*damn the Card!* *damnit all to Mandos!* Of course I'm his brother, though. *mumbles something that may incorporate the phrase "best friend" too* He's not answering his phone, Mother. Why is he not answering his phone?
The thing is? Even when he's pissed -- sorry, Mother -- even when he's angry, he always talks to me. He always does. So I thought? If I could just go and see him, he'd have to talk. Right? Because I am so not going to Ondolindë.
*brick wall? meet nerdanel's head. oh, you're old friends? fantastic!*
*still gently* I'm certain you're right, pumpkin. *isn't even saying that to placate you* When. You're. Better.You should be so happy right now that I can't see that strikeout.
*hopefully* But I am better. I'm sitting up and everything, see that it's almost killing me? Maybe if one of the others came with me? Or maybe Finduilas would come?
*lifts an eyebrow* *skeptically* Oh yes, I see, all right. *picks up your legs and hauls them back up onto the bed*
Or maybe Finduilas would come?
Do you honestly think that. girl. she'd be willing to do that? *thinks this is probably not much of a gamble seeing as most people tend to dislike Turco, well, rather a lot*
*sort of smiles at you* Nothing to be done, Mother. Think I'm the finished article, right here. Less a kidney and a brother THANK YOU VERY MUCH I COULD BE HALF-WAY TO OSSIRIAND BY NOW.
No, that all happened...a bit later, actually? *looking troubled* He got into a scuffle with Telperinquar—Atarincë's boy—and the authorities saw it as a good excuse. All but the twins were very nearly taken in at my exhibition, yes, but the chief marchwarden, as it turned out, is close to Carnistir. That was rather lucky.
I'd like to see it.
I'd like you to. *smiles wryly* Perhaps when war with Elwë is slightly less imminent?
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Date: 08/23/2007 19:07:17
*sighs* Why did you have to have it in Elwë's back yard?
Because it's very good for my career. Besides, I like it there. It's a bit unearthly, spending that much time in caves, but it's bustling and colorful and curious and interesting.
*shrugs* Anyway, I had no idea any of you were alive when I settled down there.
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Date: 08/23/2007 19:35:30
You don't think people would be willing to travel to see your work?
*questioningly* I think there is much inspiration to be found in Delving. And as it's a very populous city, many more people will have the opportunity to see my work. Readily.
If my sons wish to see my work, I'll bring it to them. *lifts her chin* Until such time as they've managed to make peace with Elwë.
*tries not to show her frustration* What is it you expect me to say or do about this, Fëanáro?
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Date: 08/23/2007 20:01:38
Expect? I don't "expect" anything, I just want to know how all this has affected your plans for the future. Believe it or not, not everything that comes out of my mouth is meant as an incitement to conflict.
*sighs* To be perfectly honest, I've hardly had time to think about my future, Curufinwë. I've been far too busy weathering these past few disasters.
What are your plans for the future, exactly? *can hardly believe she hasn't already asked you this* Where will you live? Are you coming with us to Ondolindë?
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Date: 08/24/2007 19:08:29
For now, I go where you and the children go. Then I'm going to see your gallery. After that, I really haven't decided.
*softening slightly* I should probably tell you...I'm worried about Atarincë. I really do believe he has half a mind to go haring off after Tyelcormo. Obviously he's in no state to do any such thing.
*candidly* I have no idea what to do about Turco. When he was just a wee thing he'd talk to me and I— I'd know how to fix things. But now I don't know him at all.
*finds your hand and squeezes it briefly* Full of past and future mistakes. So human, perhaps? I as much as you or any of them.
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Date: 08/25/2007 19:42:09
So human
Hm. Human. That's going to take some getting used to as well. Didn't feel like I had enough time to do everything I wanted the first time around, now we're all on a clock?
I don't know the answer to that problem, either. After living for lonely ages and ages without you I can't quite believe this is all we've got.
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Date: 08/25/2007 19:59:21
It's probably something to do with quality of life, not quantity...or some other pithy life lesson, the sort that they were so very keen on espousing in Mandos on a constant loop.
*can't help wondering what exactly you did learn while in Mandos* *thinks it's probably best to save the millennia of catch-up for another day*
I suppose we'll just have to live a little more quickly here. *thinks about her children and laughs softly* Not that we were the types to take anything slowly.