*wanders down to the kitchen to see what travel-ready snack fare might be lying about*
*grabs two cans of soda from the fridge and stuffs one in her jacket pocket and one in her carry-on bag* *does this quietly so as not to disturb you and your...styrofoam*
*hears the television and stops searching the cupboards* *leans against the counter and watches a tearful Bianca pour out her heart to a very comatose Rhett*
*is so startled by the direct address that she nearly has to ask you to repeat the question*
*blinks* Oh. Ah. Going home, actually? Poor 'káno's got his hands full as it is and as always it's utterly pointless for me to stick around classes will be starting up again.
*gives you a tentative smile* Rhett's no good for her, anyway.
*zips her jacket* You'll just have to visit me at school then. *looks considerably more cheered by this prospect* I love it down there. The weather's a lot nicer this time of year, too.
*takes a seat up next to you* *shakes her head* Trust me, he's bad news. She falls for those guys every time. Remember Marcus?
Really? Oh that would be a nice time, I haven't visited you since your orientation. ... Do they still have those kids painted purple?
*pops her diet coke and takes a few fingers full of microwave popcorn* *shakes her head* No, that was different because they were on the run from Eldamir. I mean she went right back to Rhett but you could tell.
*a little slyly* Oooh, speaking of on the run, maybe you should ask that nice Celebrimbor for a ride. X) He hardly says anything.
*laughs* No, that's just a move-in thing. Interactive signposts or something? *the gears starting to turn in her head* You don't want to sleep on my and Fániel's floor but there are plenty of good places in town...
that nice Celebrimbor
*thinks that would inevitably be interesting* Oh, is he going my way? I was thinking of taking a bus out of Hísilómë and then flying the rest of the way. The airport situation here is a nightmare.
*eyes you curiously* The strong, silent type, I guess?
Ah right. X) *laughs* Oh I could find something, I usually do. I wouldn't want to get in the way of you girls. :) *has a genuinely motherly expression for a moment there* Are you okay for spending? You should have some pocket money for the road at least. *gets up to find her purse*
*starts looking for her wallet* Oh the border was like I'd never seen it. :s But you never know, he said he was just getting out of Doriath but he didn't say where. Unless he wants to explore the palace, of course who knows what he'd be interested in. *takes out her checkbook when she find she only has a few $10s* He's a smith, right? Or something about cars.
*hurriedly waves away the offer* *a little uncomfortably* It's okay, Mom, really. I'm fine. And if I need money at school I can always tutor ormoochoffTurco or whatever.
*taps her fingers on the countertop* Well, I can definitely find out whether he's interested in carpooling. And he is family. Did you get his number? Of course you did.
What?
*giggles and belatedly claps a hand over her mouth* You'd better not be withholding details.
Oh, but... No really, honey, you should let me help. *starts to hold the check out a little awkwardly* *finally just folds it and stuffs it in the outside pocket of your bag* Go ahead and buy some new books or a new coat or pair of heels or something. :]
*with real curiosity* Ohhh, no, he doesn't even have a phone. It's so very dramatic.
*blushes right through to her ears* ARAKÁNO that's not funny. X) *throws some popcorn at you* Anyway he has a girlfriend. Someone in Doriath he left. Very mysterious. >:]
*sighs* Thanks. *is so drinking that tearing that up as soon as you're out of sight*
*teasingly* How am I supposed to talk you up hitch a ride if I can't even get in touch with him, Mom? Stand out in the street with a lug wrench and show some leg until he magically appears?
he has a girlfriend
*nods seriously* Oh. Too bad then, effectively single girl like you. ...You're sure there aren't details? *casts a shifty glance at the television* Bianca would have details.
*laughs* I bet you could make that work. X) You're braver than me.
*shrugs nervously* I don't know, I think she's a cop or something? He looked real worried about finding her name in the paper. *goes for flat-out squee mode* But ohmigosh you should see him with that half-shaved look and just a little bit messy hair could really give Marcus a run for his money. XD
*pats your arm* The bus might be quicker, I'm thinking. *definitely won't mention that she was planning on hitching to the airport, anyway. just with random strangers.*
*facepalms* Oh Eru Mom. *like she's talking to a small child* Don't get mixed up with any Marcuses. *presses her lips together tightly* I fu- erm...mess up enough to last our whole family—I know what I'm talking about. I could tell you some stories that would curl your hair.
*backs* I wasn't going to get mixed up with any of them, thank you very much. ;) That would actually take initiative on my part. But he's from that side of the family, all those boys turn out bad boys. I wonder how Nerdanel does it.
Aw, they're not so bad. Really. You just have to get to know them. And not let them intimidate you. And hide the super destructive weapons. And... *hurriedly* okay so there may be a few qualifications here and there but hey, Telperinquar sounds like he must be awfully nice since he offered you a ride up here and all and the baddest boys kinda hate him.
*appears to be thinking something over* I never knew Aunt Nerdanel all that well. *looks at you again* She was here the last time I was, though—the situation with Cáno, I mean. She asked after you.
Well it was pretty confusing after all the explosions happened. He's your dad's family though, right? ;)
*sighs* I think I just missed her when I came up from the beaches? She always so together. Ohh, the jailbreak, I read about that. And there was this whole ban on the Noldor, right? ... Hey, you don't think that had anything to do with the fighting, did it? Thingol hates us.
*nods* She does, though. Kinda spooky. *dryly* But you know, I'm not convinced Elwë needs much of a reason anymore. I've no idea what 'káno would say about the whole situation considering I only saw him for about three minutes.
*watches another minute or two of the soap before glancing at her watch* *sighs quietly* I should probably take off. *is homesick, like whoa*
*with complete and utter lack of knowledge about what politics actually entails confidence in your brother* Fingon'll know what to do about it. He always was good at mediating. In this family it stands out right? :]
Okay. You're sure? *stands up to give you a proper hug* *squeezes tight* Travel safe honey. Call me when you get there, okay?
*shrugs* I kinda just want to sleep in my own crappy bed in my own crappy dorm room again. *grins* Crazy but true.
Call me when you get there, okay?
*hugs you back gratefully* I will. Look after 'káno and his pencils for me. *hesitates for a long moment* And Dad. If, you know, he doesn't make it impossible. *laughs humorlessly*
*smiles* Yeah, I understand. :) *kisses you on the cheek and pats your back* *does still remember when you all were babies*
He will do his best, won't he? *sighs* :\ Let me know how your... *tries to remember one of your course names* Theoretical astrology? astronomy? astrology is going.
*shrugs* Well, 'káno has made it pretty clear that he doesn't need my help running the place and I've been away from home for too long. The drive won't be fun though.
*peers at the ice cream maker* *doubtfully* Ask one of 'káno's servants how it works? Or hide it?
Yeah, the roads are tough right now. :( But everyone really does need to look after where they are, right? I can't believe how stubborn Thingol is about it all. /completely naive grasp of the situation.
*sighs more* *mildly dismal* Well. I think if you're Nolo this is like, the same as getting lingerie or something? *tosses the instructions back on the counter and goes to the freezer for a carton of actual ice cream*
*comes back over to you and squeezes your hand* I'm sorry Fingon's so busy, honey. I really think he's just a changed man when you're around. :]
*agreeably* Yeah. *thinks about her nearest kin* Yeah, you're probably right. *grin*
*pats your arm* *takes out a couple of spoons from a drawer and pulls the lid off the carton*
But I know how much he cares about you, I mean he always did. *smiles a little nostalgically* I mean he talked about you so much, even when you were younger, you know?
*smiles faintly* Oh, I know he cares but that is poor 'káno's major failing in life. He cares too much that he doesn't even think about what it does to him. He spends all his time putting Gil-galad and Argon and Írissë and Turvo and even me sometimes first that he forgets about himself.