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[info]thewise
[Turgon spent the vast majority of The Aftermath hanging out in his sort-of-hidden city, alternately chilling in the absence of his shrewish wife and freaking out about the location of his preciousbabygirl at ground zero. It did occasionally cross his mind that Elenwë had been on her way to Fingonland when the shit hitted the fan, but he didn't worry too much. Once he got his preciousbabygirl back home, safely ensconced in her room and surrounded by a bazillion pillowsthatwillnotexplode, he didn't have anything to worry about. Until he got word from his brother about his hopefully-soon-to-be-ex-wife's amnesia. Well, damn.]

*finally stops putting off the inevitable and fires up the chopper to head to Hithlum*

*is shocked when they get within fifty miles of the city and are told to land immediately or risk being fired upon*

WTF?

*makes it the rest of the way to Fingon's in a car, which completely cramps his style, and spends hours sitting in traffic jams and dealing with border control*

*oh! and he's doing all of this because he has to go pick up his wife, who is injured and forgetful because he wanted a divorce, so now he's just such a bad guy and has to deal with guilt on top of everything else*

*THANKS, ERU*

I am so kicking 'káno's ass. On principle.

Tags: fingolfin, anaire, argon, fingon, turgon, aredhel

 
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From: [info]skilledhero Date: 11/29/2007 17:21:13  

*is in his office, pacing around thoughtfully*

*stops and stares at the large white board that covers an entire wall*

Current Status

Missing:
  • Maeglin (Lómion)
  • Galadriel
  • Elenwë's Memory

    *paces* *pacepacepace* Margaret. Get me Nevrast on the phone.
    • From: [info]thewise Date: 11/29/2007 17:35:45  

    *barges in, ignoring Margaret's protests that you are "very busy" (read: on edge and about to snap)*

    *stands in the middle of the room and takes a deep breath*

    Your men. Threatened to shoot. My Helicopter.
    From: [info]skilledhero Date: 11/29/2007 17:38:19  

    *through gritted teeth* Restricted airspace, Turvo. No exceptions. You might have gotten in the way of a Tornado and then where would you be?

    *points at the as-yet-empty colum on the white board headed "Dead"* That's where.
    From: [info]thewise Date: 11/29/2007 17:42:26  

    *marches over to the white board*

    *picks up a bright purple colored marker* Snazzy.

    *writes under the Dead column: 'KÁNO'S SANITY*

    Such a shame, really.
    From: [info]skilledhero Date: 11/29/2007 17:46:23  

    Snazzy.

    Nelyo chose them.

    *stalks over and plucks the marker from your hand. I expect you're here to retrieve your wife? It's a shame, really. She's been very sweet.
    From: [info]thewise Date: 11/29/2007 17:49:39  

    *cheerily* You can keep her if you want!

    *pauses* That was probably a little inappropriate considering...

    *picks up another marker and starts doodling on the corner of the board* Sweet? Are you sure it was Elenwë you found? It's not like she knows her name.
    From: [info]skilledhero Date: 11/29/2007 17:54:40  

    *starts to sketch out a noughts and crosses grid* *plants an 'X' right in the middle* She's definitely Elenwë. Unless Elenwë has an evil twin. No, wait, unless Elenwë is an evil twin?

    How's Itarillë? It was such a relief to move her out of the 'Missing' column. She's been our only success so far.
    From: [info]thewise Date: 11/29/2007 17:59:52  

    *places a big ole 'O' in the top left corner*

    *bangs the marker against his chin thoughtfully* Elenwë is definitely the evil twin. Maybe this one is her more pleasant sister Nelenwë and she's been sent to bring light and joy to our lives.

    Nah. Too much to ask for.

    *smiles at the mention of Idril* She's alive and safe and unbruised and unbroken and mostly clean. A little shaken. Hopefully this will have killed the wanderlust.
    From: [info]skilledhero Date: 11/29/2007 18:05:23  

    *puts an 'X' in the top right corner*

    *half-smiles* Well, Nelenwë and Nelyo are watching television. *shrugs* I put them on media duty; they're keeping me in touch with what the public are being told.

    Hopefully this will have killed the wanderlust.

    *nods* Well, I think most people's wanderlust has been killed. Gil-galad's doing okay in Ossiriand. Thank Eru the telephone lines are back up.
    From: [info]thewise Date: 11/29/2007 18:09:57  

    *puts an 'O' in the bottom left corner*

    *glances at the clock* Well, I think Uncle Bill's Happy Time Hour is on now, and I'd hate to deprive Nelenwë of the pleasure. I'll go see her later. *eeeeexcusessssss*

    Gil-galad

    *frowns at the 'Missing' section of the board* No word on Galadriel, then? Last time I talked to Finrod she was pretty frantic.
    From: [info]skilledhero Date: 11/29/2007 18:16:49  

    *puts an 'X' in the middle left space*

    How about we have a drink and then you can go talk to her?

    *shakes his head* No word on Galadriel. I have heard unconfirmed rumours that Celeborn is missing too. It's not on the news because apparently his grandfather is critically ill at the moment. *wrinkles his nose* The only consolation we can take so far is that they definitely weren't in the Palace at Delving. There were no children among the -- well -- they didn't die in the attack.
    From: [info]thewise Date: 11/29/2007 18:22:43  

    *puts an 'O' in the middle bottom space*

    We can have a drink, at least. *half-grins*

    *sighs* I guess her being missing is probably the best thing anyone can hope for. If she'd actually been where she was supposed to be... well... it's just good that she wasn't.

    *stares at the board silently, realizing you're about to win* *quickly* Elenwë and I are getting a divorce. Were, at least. Are. Were. Something like that.
    From: [info]skilledhero Date: 11/29/2007 18:29:06  

    *gets distracted from the game when you say that* You? You're? Oh my. I mean, did you discuss it before she misplaced her memory. Oh, dear, that is awkward. *almost apologetically* She really is so very nice at the moment.

    *blinks* *scrawls an 'X' in the middle right space* Yes. A drink. What will you have? Dad has sort of laid claim on the beer though. All of the beer.
    From: [info]arakano Date: 11/29/2007 20:42:19  

    *catches the tail end of this as she wanders into your office* I've already spread word to half the pub owners in town that they're to claim shortages due to trade restrictions whenever he comes in. *gives you a mildly disapproving look* Sleep, 'káno. It does a body good.

    Oh, hey, Turvo. *chances a grim smile* Your chopper made the news.
    From: [info]aerwen Date: 11/29/2007 22:19:30  

    *comes in after finally having showered and changed and had the heel on her pair of suede pumps fixed and feeling a whole lot more human*

    *has a box of pencils for 'káno*

    Oh honeys, are you all okay? :)

    *really had intended less to try to fix anything herself and more to watch the boys do what they do best*
    From: [info]thewise Date: 11/29/2007 22:58:05  

    MOMMY.

    *looks from you to Arakáno (or whatever) and back to you again*

    Well. Isn't this cozy?

    *gives Fingon a look which can hopefully be interpreted as MENTION MY DIVORCE AND I KILL YOU, HIGH STRUNG ONE*
    From: [info]aerwen Date: 11/29/2007 23:03:59  

    Aw, Turgie Turgon. *gives you her best hug*

    Is it terrible in Ondolindë? How is Idril? *ineffectually even though she imagines she's being helpful* The roads are really something, aren't they? You and Fingon must be doing so bravely with it all.
    From: [info]thewise Date: 11/29/2007 23:08:37  

    *hugs back like a good and polite boy who is perfectly well behaved and never, ever says anything out of line should*

    Hi, Mom. Yeah, Gondolin's great, actually. I don't go picking fights with crazy men like 'káno, so we're fine. Fine. Idril's fine, too. Really fine. *pauses* Well, now that she's back home, fine, not fine when she was in that horrible city where she is never going again. But she's fine.

    *brightly* How are you!!
    From: [info]aerwen Date: 11/29/2007 23:17:59  

    *yes you always were, baby!! it's a real miracle of gene selection*

    picking fights with crazy men

    *looks at her older son confusedly* What, fights? Oh but it's war though, I mean for diplomacy, oh, I get it.

    that horrible city

    *gets that sort of confused look on her face again but acts like she knows what you mean* Is she staying up there? It's much safer, you're always so protective. :)

    *smiling* Oh, fine. I mean the beach was nice, I was going to get a train up but I got a ride instead and that was pretty brazen! interesting but Celebrimbor's really much nicer than you'd think -- oh did you see him yet? He's probably still looking around.

    *very pointedly does not bring up the fact that the reason this all seems so cozy is that they're missing one key factor*
    From: [info]irisse Date: 11/30/2007 02:19:24  

    *rushes in, wearing a coat and carrying a small bag* There's been a lead on Lómion! There's a report that he was seen in Vinyamar. I'm not sure if that's true but I have to go. 'káno, you have to clear by car to leave, you have to!

    *stops when she sees everyone* Reunion? How lovely. I have to go now.
    From: [info]skilledhero Date: 11/30/2007 02:21:25  

    For the 18th time, 'rissë, you are going nowhere. My special ops guys will follow up this lead, as they have done the last 17 times.

    *addresses everyone* Now, please, while it is lovely that we're all here together in his trying time (*snaps a pencil*), can we move this out of The Incident Room my office?
    From: [info]aerwen Date: 11/30/2007 07:12:17  

    *a little hurt* But Aredhel if it's not safe then your brother's team can look into it, I'm sure they're very good? *doesn't understand why you always have to look down on the rest of them*

    *goes to Fingon and puts pencils on his desk* *gives him a hug and rubs his back just a little* Sorry honey, you're doing a great job with everything, you really are. *quietly maybe a little sing-songy cheerful* I heard Maitimo was here! Well that's bound to cheer you up! How's she looking? :)
    From: [info]arakano Date: 11/30/2007 07:30:05  

    Oh, let her go. It's her son we're talking about. *hopefully* I don't think I could just sit around talking about things if it were my kid. And maybe she'll disappear for good this time.

    *surreptitiously pushes Fingon's pencil cup behind a tall stack of papers on his desk*
    From: [info] Date: 11/30/2007 07:33:22  

    can we move this out of my office?

    *stops in the doorway and thinks for a second*

    *turns to someone behind him* Just leave the recliners out here with Maggie for now, I think, Art. The mini-fridge, too.

    *brightening* Turukáno! 'Bout time you showed your ugly mug 'round here. And—

    ...
    From: [info]aerwen Date: 11/30/2007 07:46:12  

    *had sort of been hoping if she stayed quiet enough you wouldn't figure out she was here for another day or two*

    *from behind Fingon* Hi, Nolo. Heard about your trailer. You're okay, that's good.
    From: [info] Date: 11/30/2007 07:51:08  

    *gives a low whistle and smiles at you* Well hey there, honey pie. Aren't you just as pretty as a meadow in May. It's been too long. Give us a kiss?
    From: [info]aerwen Date: 11/30/2007 07:53:43  

    *puts on her "take it for the team" face*

    *doesn't move to give you a kiss so much as "enters your personal space"*
    From: [info] Date: 11/30/2007 07:58:15  

    *gives you a tiny (and surprisingly respectful) peck on the lips*

    *slaps your ass (thus entirely negating the effect)* There now. The happy couple and all the kids. How's this for peachy? And some girl. *friendlily* Can we get some drinks in here, kid?
    From: [info]arakano Date: 11/30/2007 08:02:08  

    *is "some girl" a step up or a step down from "stable boy"? it's hard to tell sometimes.*

    Yeah. Sure.

    *bites her lip and pushes past you and out of the office to find Margaret*
    From: [info]aerwen Date: 11/30/2007 08:09:28  

    slaps your ass

    *doesn't even really wince that much* *must be out of practice* :?

    some girl

    *sighs* :(

    *blandly* Look honey the boys have lots to do so maybe we'll let them work on fixing everything okay?
    From: [info] Date: 11/30/2007 08:16:26  

    *puts an arm around your shoulders* Great idea, babe. Lemme just get some cash from 'káno here and then you can tell me what's been shakin' while we grab some grub. Somethin' all fancy-like, if you want. There's this cook someplace on 9th does chicken with somethin' stuffed in it. Crazy intercourser.

    *looks at Fingon expectantly*
    From: [info]thewise Date: 11/30/2007 10:21:39  

    *has taken a cozy seat perched on Fingon's desk*

    *watches all the proceedings and comings and goings and greetings with great amusement*

    *wonders vaguely if he shouldn't be so detached when it comes to his own crazy, crazy family*

    Yeah, 'káno, give him some money so he can take mom out on a nice date. I'm sure she'd really like that.
    From: [info]aerwen Date: 11/30/2007 13:51:07  

    I'm sure she'd really like that

    *would, actually love to go on a "nice" date* *may have actually forgotten what one of those is like*

    *could, actually pay for dinner herself?* :? *mentally wills pleading thoughts toward Findekano, so that they may end this as peacefully as possible and she can get back to the business of Keeping Your Dad Out Of The Way™*
    From: [info]skilledhero Date: 11/30/2007 18:08:16  

    *stands there and counts to ten in his head* One-Ossiriand-two-Ossirian---

    Right. Turvo, stay here. 'Rissë, stay here. Káni? Come back. Dad, here's my credit card. Mum, thanks for the pencils. We'll get back to work and you two catch up.

    *places his hand on your elbow* *whispers* If you need to escape, send me a text, and I'll send the special ops guys down to the restaurant to extract you.
    From: [info]aerwen Date: 11/30/2007 18:27:40  

    *wilts a little* You're a good boy, 'káno.

    *tugs 'golfin toward the door*
    From: [info]thewise Date: 11/30/2007 19:49:17  

    *waits until the parents are out the door*

    *hops off the desk*

    Gee, that was fun. Who needs a drink!
    From: [info]irisse Date: 12/01/2007 12:25:12  

    *grumpily* As long as it's something more than passable. That red wine last night was abysmal, 'káno.
    From: [info]skilledhero Date: 12/01/2007 12:27:02  

    As ever, the depth of your gratitude astounds, Irissë.
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