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[info]fanuilos
*orders room service (in the form of two large pots of coffee and a large fry up for her husband) as soon as she wakes up*

*waits to let the maid in before disappearing into the bathroom to have a long, luxurious shower* (*no peeking, Ulmo!*)

*tries to get her thoughts in order*

Current Mood: anxious
Tags: manwe, varda

 
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From: [info]manawenuz Date: 09/02/2007 17:31:49  

*Wakes up and immediately regrets it.*

OhdearlordEruwhatwasIthinking...?

*Half-rolls, half falls out of bed.*

*Makes a bee-line for the fry-up.*
*Stares at it for a good 30 seconds before mustering the courage to attempt eating.*
From: [info]fanuilos Date: 09/02/2007 17:38:35  

*sashays in a while later, wearing one of the hotel's robes and rubbing her hair dry with a towel*

*plucks a slice of toast from the tray and begins to butter it*
From: [info]manawenuz Date: 09/02/2007 17:42:05  

*croaks* Morning.
From: [info]fanuilos Date: 09/02/2007 17:44:58  

*smiles at you in a friendly enough manner*

Not a 'good' morning, then?
From: [info]manawenuz Date: 09/02/2007 17:51:10  

It's just...morning. A statement of fact. I'm offering no opinion on the quality of it.

*Reaches over for an mp3 player to remind himself what he'll be listening for today.*

*Winces immediately as it makes his headache ten times worse.*

I should have stayed drunk.
From: [info]fanuilos Date: 09/02/2007 17:58:22  

*shakes her head and reaches over*

*plucks the earphones out of your ears and sets the mp3 player to the side* No work until you've had at least two cups of coffee, five more mouthfuls of fry-up and a shower, OK?
From: [info]manawenuz Date: 09/02/2007 18:00:02  

*Dutifully pours himself a coffee*

You telling me NOT to work. That's a turn-up for the books.
From: [info]fanuilos Date: 09/02/2007 18:02:54  

You need to be at your very best today, dear. We mustn't rush.

*passes over her own cup for you to fill*
From: [info]manawenuz Date: 09/02/2007 18:44:05  

I'm not entirely sure if I have a plan yet. Look for "it," what ever "it" is. Try to find out what "it" is. That's pretty much all I have for now.
From: [info]fanuilos Date: 09/02/2007 18:53:13  

Well, that is as much as we have to work on. We know that Irmo has linked this disturbance, this disharmony, with three mortals. We should try to discover what, if anything, they have in common.

*gets up and drops a gentle, soothing kiss on your brow before going over to her wardrobe to decide what to wear*
From: [info]manawenuz Date: 09/02/2007 19:04:11  

We can take a trip to the hospital, see if that mortal's awake. What shall we be? Reporters? Police? Or just plain ol' Valar?

*Follows you with his gaze.*

Are you all right? I have a dim memory of you seeming nervous last night.
From: [info]fanuilos Date: 09/02/2007 19:21:06  

*with some semblance of good humour* I'm not sure you're good at plain ol' Vala although you're probably better at it than I am.

*looks through her clothes* Oh -- well. Yes. I suppose I was. It's been so long since I've heard that sound.
From: [info]manawenuz Date: 09/02/2007 20:08:03  

*smirks* Just Valar then? Not plain ol' Valar, but authoritative, imposing Valar? Does that work for you?

Try not to worry. I...We'll sort it out.
From: [info]fanuilos Date: 09/03/2007 14:57:47  

It's been such a long time since we've done 'imposing', hasn't it?

*produces a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and quickly changes* *looks over at you* We will.
From: [info]manawenuz Date: 09/03/2007 15:51:50  

*smiles slightly*

But not before I've had a shower.
From: [info]fanuilos Date: 09/03/2007 16:17:42  

*lightly* Yes, do. You smell rather bad, actually. *smiles at you sweetly before walking back over to the breakfast table to finish her toast*
From: [info]manawenuz Date: 09/03/2007 16:21:57  

*snorts as he makes his way to the bathroom*

Don't break it to me gently or anything, sweetheart, just give it to me straight.
From: [info]fanuilos Date: 09/03/2007 16:27:34  

You're Vala enough to take it without sugar-coating, darling.

*sits down* *calls after you* If you need a hand scrubbing your back --? *trails off delicately*
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