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*Is, by now, completely off his face.*
*Gesticulates at his poor, put upon maia.*
See, thing is, 'Lorin, to have direction, you gotta know whereyer going. Right? But thing is, yeah, I'mnot entirely sure where this world is going, so I don' know were I'm going, and if I don' know where I'm going, I sure as hell don' know where you're going.
*sniffs and stares off into the middle distance.*
Everythin's... backwards here. S'all mixed-up. Hey, maybe in THIS world, maiar are supposed to tell Valar what's up? Or not.
*Fumbles with his phone when it rings.*
Sool'mo. ... Ulmo! How are ya?
*Listens.*
Who's doing what to kindreds now? ... No, I'm not drunk, I'm just a bit tipsy. ... No, I'm norrat the hotel, I'm in a pub in Delving, but that doesn' mean I'm drunk. ... No, Varda's not here. Olorin is though. D'ya wanna speak to 'Lorin? ... No? Fine. Is Arien with you? ... I was just askin'! What? What's serious? You and Arien? Can' be you don' do serious. ... Or right, somethin' else is serious. You sound tense, d'you need a drink? ... I'm NOT drunk!
Current Mood:
drunk
Tags:
manwe, ulmo, irmo, varda
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From:
ulluboz
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Date: 08/28/2007 19:27:23 |
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Good man.
*Turns his attention back to the phone-call.*
Yeah, yeah, so Manwë, you really need to come down here. ... Here? Here is Irmo's place. ... I don't know, take a cab? Disembody, no, no, don't disembody, you'll probably re-embody in the wall or something. ... Yes you are, Manwë. ... You ARE, but that's okay, we just need you to sober up because we really need your advice right now. ... I'm not mad at you. ... No, I'm not mad at you, really I'm not ye-yes, we're BFF. ... I know. ... Who's always mad at you? ... Oh. She is, huh? Well, maybe she just needs attention. ... I don't know, flowers are usually a good place to start? ... Manwë, look, we'll talk about this, I promise but right now, you have to come here and help me and Irmo. We'll need Varda as well. ... Well you tell her that. ... Uh-huh, I really think you should. ... Yes, I think she does too, she just needs reminding. ... Yes, Manwë, you're my best mate too. Uh-huh...I know. Me too. ... NO, we DON'T have time for kebabs...
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*Pushes aside his curry*
*It's not nearly hot enough, wanted vindaloo, dammit!*
*Perches on the arm of the chair beside you.*
There's somethin' not right. It's a...harmonic! That's the word I was looking for!
*Takes the player off you and rewinds*
*Presses the play and watches the time-counter*
Right there! D'ya hear it? One of these things is not like the others, one of these things just doesn't belong...
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