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*sees that Celeborn and Galadriel are returned to their guardians (after making many heartfelt pleas that they conveniently forget their little Hansel & Gretel-esque adventure whenever asked about it)*

*heads back home and posts a notice on the door:*

O—
I know how you love the Kindreds. Maybe one of them will have a spare bedroom for you.
—V


*has the Chipses dump all of Oromë's things out front*

Current Mood: crushed

 
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From: [info]aromez Date: 12/06/2007 10:47:31  

*comes home from a successful hunt (managed to spell out "DIE YAVANNA" in fox blood), dripping in blood and carrying some animal carcasses*

*thinks Galadriel would look awful cute with a little fur cape and can't wait to show her how to skin the fox to get it and who knew the girl would be more fun then the boy, hey?*

*gets to the door and sees your sign*

...Huh? *stands in place for a while thinking*
From: [info]tuivana Date: 12/06/2007 11:09:45  

*sits in her rocking chair in the living room, frantically knitting what look suspiciously like booties*

*for Chipses*

*can totally smell all that blood a mile away, though*

Go away.
From: [info]aromez Date: 12/06/2007 11:29:36  

*takes that as an invitation to come in*

*tries the door*

...

Why's the door locked, Vána?

*...tries it again just to be sure*
From: [info]tuivana Date: 12/06/2007 12:00:56  

*finds a clean tissue among the pile next to her and blows her nose loudly*

Because you don't live here anymore, Oromë!
From: [info]aromez Date: 12/10/2007 20:34:07  

I don't? *scratches his head* Are you sure, baby? I did this morning. I think.

*feels like something is wrong here* Is something wrong here?
From: [info]tuivana Date: 12/10/2007 20:38:44  

*wails* You l-LIED about- *sniffle* -the ch-ch-ch the children, Oromë! You said they'd be our very own!

*bursts into a fresh torrent of tears*
From: [info]aromez Date: 12/10/2007 20:41:11  

I don't know what you're talking about, babe. They are our own. *doesn't like this shouting through a door thing*

...

*breaks the door handle and comes in* *sees your tears* Aw, honey, are you mad cause the little boy thing can't build robots? We can send him back and get another.

From: [info]tuivana Date: 12/10/2007 20:51:26  

*looks up as you come in*

*GLARES* They have their own parents you told me they had no parents do you think I'm content with just my Chipses all day well they really are quite good companions but I ADORED THOSE CHILDREN WHAT WERE YOU THINKING??
From: [info]aromez Date: 12/10/2007 20:56:59  

*again, confused*

*but, damn, you're scary when you're angry* They were out and alone and there were no adults and when kids are out alone they must not have any good parents, right, that's what the books said and so I brought them here and they never told me they had parents.

Are you sure they had parents?
From: [info]tuivana Date: 12/10/2007 21:01:46  

*curls up tightly in a corner of the couch, somewhat deflated* Yes, yes the books do say something about negligent parents and— That's not the point. They said they have parents. And I know you never can be quite sure about the things that come out of Celeborn's mouth but Galadriel at least is highly intelligent for her age and volume.

*doesn't look your direction again, though*
From: [info]aromez Date: 12/10/2007 21:09:57  

*sits down near you*

Aw, I'm sorry, babe. I didn't know. They didn't tell me. If you want I can go get you a new kid. Or a new set of kids. No problem. There are probably plenty of little orphans after all those bombs went off.
From: [info]tuivana Date: 12/10/2007 21:13:25  

*brokenly* I don't want a new set. That isn't how it's normally done anyway.

*squishes even further into the corner to move away from you*
From: [info]aromez Date: 12/10/2007 21:17:15  

*frowns*

But you like upgrades. We'll get upgrades.

*feels that sicky sad feeling that he got when you wouldn't talk to him after the thing with Yavanna but it's probably not a good idea to remind you of that, oh no*

How can I make it better?
From: [info]tuivana Date: 12/10/2007 21:20:41  

*in a tiny voice* Just go away. I can't even... *searches futilely for the word "process" for a moment* ...I can't talk to you right now.
From: [info]aromez Date: 12/10/2007 21:28:11  

*actually does as he's told, gets up, and walks out*

*wonders if he taught the dogs to talk and eat cookies if you'd be happier*

...

*gets to work on that*
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