the_white_lady: (hello)
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Eowyn: *spies Maglor at the market*
Maglor: *buying food ingredients for Maedhros rather than staff paper and ink for once*
Eowyn: *also shopping for food* Hello!
Maglor: Hello, Lady Eowyn.
Eowyn: *quick curtsy* Lord Maglor. How are you?
Maglor: I'm well, thank you. And yourself?
Eowyn: Very well. Just gathering some food for dinner. I heard you play at the summer festival.
Maglor: Did you enjoy it?
Eowyn: Very much! *kind of a thrilled tone* I had heard tales of your music, in my time. I never thought I'd have the chance to hear it.
Maglor: *smiles politely* I'm glad you enjoyed it.
Eowyn: It was lovely. Did you have fun at the festival, otherwise?
Maglor: *nods* Yes, it was very enjoyable!
Eowyn: The king really likes his festivals.
Maglor: *chuckles* That he does. I said something similar to him.
Eowyn: *smiles* They are such fun.
Maglor: *selects a few hot peppers* The committee does a nice job.
Eowyn: My daughter enjoyed the rides. *selecting some vegetables herself*
Maglor: That's good! Some of them looked a little dodgy to me.
Eowyn: They seemed quite safe.
Maglor: Good to know!
Eowyn: Next time, you must join us!
Maglor: *nods* If I am not performing, then perhaps I shall!
Eowyn: *grins at him* I will hold you to it.
Maglor: Fair enough.
Eowyn: *glances at his basket* Are you cooking a big meal?
Maglor: My brother is cooking. It will probably be big.
Eowyn: Looks like! Are you a cook as well?
Maglor: I can cook, but I'm hardly a cook.
Eowyn: I've learned. *smiles* Wasn't much of a cook when I was younger.
Maglor: No? Nor was I.
Eowyn: *impulsively* You should come to dinner one night.
Maglor: *taken aback* Well. I suppose I could...
Eowyn: *whoops, did not mean to offend* If you would like. It would be a pleasure to have you.
Maglor: *not offended, just surprised* Sure. *think a minute* Sometime next week?
Eowyn: Wednesday would be good...
Maglor: Okay. I will see you Wednesday, then.
Eowyn: *smiles* Wonderful.
Maglor: Until then. *waves and heads off*
Eowyn: *waves, and starts to think about a menu*


Melly will be horrified. I will have to prepare her.
turgonthewise: (talking)
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The summer festival has begun! Rides, snacks, and general festivities!



Melkor: *holding onto Eowyn's hand and wide-eyed at all the noise and rides* I want to do that one! No, wait, that one! Or that one!

Eowyn: *points to the carousel* Let's start here.

Melkor: mighty steeds! I want to go on the black one with wings! *getting louder*

Eowyn: Okay, you can. *amused*
Then the horror appeared: The guy who likes her mom )

Finrod! Hey, Finrod!
princessmelkor: (Happy)
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Melkor: *runs inside, jar clutched in his hands* look what I caught!

Jar: *filled with an enormous moth*

Eowyn: *glances* Oh! It's very big!

Melkor: I caught it all by myself!

Eowyn: Good work.
Yes, I am mighty )
the_white_lady: (listen)
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Melkor: *walking along in Eowyn's backyard with Eddie, hitting the posts of the fence with a stick* I don't think we need to repaint it
Eowyn: Well, it's all banged up and chipped, and we want it to look nice.
Melkor: I think it has a *brain searches for the word* rustic charm. *feeling lazy*
Eowyn: No, it just looks dilapitated. *gets out the paint*
Melkor: can Eddie paint too?
Eowyn: I don't think Eddie's much of a painter. But here... he can dig there. *points out a patch of dirt* I want to plant some things for the garden.
Melkor: *tugs Eddie over and points down* Dig! Your master commands it! *little girl voice*
Eowyn: *hands Melly a paintbrush* Now let's start.

Getting some work done... )

Well, that didn't go awfully.
ecthelion_of_gondolin: (Default)
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Well, it's time for the two big events at the Spring Festival! Me catching Turu a fish, and me giving a speech! Which do you think is more highly anticipated? I'll give you a hint: it's not the one where I talk. ;)

Turgon: *kisses Lio's cheek*
Ecthelion: *smiles* Hi boss.
Turgon: I'm stealing you away
Ecthelion: Where to?
Turgon: the fish booth
Ecthelion: Sounds good.
Turgon: I want one with spots
Ecthelion: Let's see what we can find.

Off to prove my skills as a fisherman are still sharp… )

It's not really working if I just go to look, right? >.>
forging_gold: (4)
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Maglor plays a variety of music for the festival, both old and new, some of it his and some of it not. But he does include the song Turgon used to request all the time when they were young. Just for fun.

♫ ♩ ♬♬ ♩ ♫ ♪♬ ♩ ♬♬ ♫ ♪♬ ♫ ♪♬ ♩

♪♬ ♫ ♪♬ ♩ ♫ ♪♬ ♩ ♬♬ ♫ ♩♪♬ ♩

the_white_lady: (glam)
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I wonder why the King is stopping by.


Turgon: *has sent a formal note announcing his intentions to call on Eowyn that evening*

Eowyn:*wonders whats up; tidies up for a kingly visit*

Melkor: *grumbles as he carries his art supplies to where they belong, trailed by Eddie*

Eowyn: Thank you, Melly!

Melkor: I don't want an elf here!

Eowyn: He is the king and has been very kind to you.

Melkor: rrrr.

Eowyn: *gives her a Look*

Melkor: do I have to see him?

Eowyn: Not if you're going to be rude.

Melkor: I would be SO rude

Of course... )

I must go shopping. RIGHT AWAY.
the_white_lady: (hello)
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I've talked to that tutor the King found for Melly, and she seems like she'll do a good job. I hope Melly likes her!

Eowyn: *putting out things for tea*
Melkor: *drops a dish and covers his face as it falls*
Eowyn: What happened?
Melkor: it slipped. *looks down at the broken pieces*
Eowyn: Well, let's pick it up then.

Hopefully this isn't a precursor to the rest of the tea… )

Well, it didn't go badly. We'll have to see what happens.
turgonthewise: (annoyed)
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Turgon: *visited Lio the night before shortly after he was out of surgery and has come again in the morning in the hopes things have gotten better*

Ecthelion: *still not awake*
still in a coma? Walk it off, you big baby )
the_white_lady: (exhausted)
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Eowyn has been called to the House of Healing, when the guards alerted them that there were injuries. She is there with the other healers, waiting for the victims to arrive.

Laimist: *running around getting supplies*
Finrod: *comes into House of Healing ahead of Theo dragging Ecthelion*
Healers: *sorting out the injured guards*
Laimist: *brings a bed for Lio quickly*
Eowyn: *calls to Finrod and Theo* Bring him over here!

This one isn't good... )

Eowyn: *goes back to work, tending to the injured*
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Theo: I think she just doesn't like our cooking

Eowyn: *making Melkor set the table*

Melkor: *trying to give himself all the knives*

Eowyn: One knife per person!

Melkor: but don't I deserve a reward?

Eowyn: Knives are not a reward. I made brownies for dessert. That can be your reward.

in which Theo and Dred have dinner with Eowyn and Melly, secrets are revealed, and then the hardworking guards get called in on a work emergency. And Dred has tamed Melkor. Huh. )
turgonthewise: (neutral)
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Gelgannel: *has sent out a message to Eowyn to have her come to discuss the governess for Melkor*

Eowyn: *gets it, and goes to the tower that afternoon*

Turgon: *trying not to be too obvious about tidying up his office for her arrival*

Eowyn: *arrives and greets Gelgannel* Hello, the king sent for me.

Gelgannel: *nods* He's waiting for you inside, madam. *goes to open the door and announces, so Turgon has time to get back to his desk* Eowyn here to see the king!

Turgon: *in his chair all smooth, except he tilted it and it falls back into place with a 'thwack!' noise* Hi
This is the very touching tale of how Idril2 left our lives )


Yes, I'm noticing how all our interactions end with me setting up a new one.
the_white_lady: (hello)
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Great Market: *bustling today*

Melkor: *complaining to Eowyn that Dred's ankle is getting better* and then he won't be around to do anything for me because he's stupid and wants to be a GUARD

Eowyn: Well, he has to go back to work.

Melkor: but we were having fun! We did stuff! He was my minion! *hand on Edric's leash*

No minion for Melly! )

Well, that's very helpful. I hope they can find a good person.
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Melkor: *healthy and hyperactive*

Melkor: *LEAPS at Dred*

Dred: Heeey *grins*

Melkor: Take me out for ice cream. You can walk properly now with that stupid stick
And so there was ice cream and a milk lesson for Melkor )




And so after Dred-time, Eowyn came home. I was, of course, busy with my own plans.






Eowyn: Melly!

Melkor: *stops pretending to hold his bear hostage and looks up* Yes?

Eowyn: Get your cloak, we're going for a walk.

Melkor: *runs off to grab* Is it still wet? Do I need to wear the galoshes again? *secretly wants to, but sounds scathing*

Eowyn: I think that will be a good idea... *puts her own cloak on*

Melkor: *melodramatic sigh and quickly grabs his ladybug galoshes*
What on earth does she wan--PUPPY PUPPY PUPPY )
the_white_lady: (tell me more)
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It's been rather busy at the House of Healing lately, what with so many humans catching cold in this weather...

Eowyn: *making her rounds in the House of Healing, stopping to check on various patients, mostly human, some elves*
Daeron: *is not sure where he is, has left the apartment, walks around the city, running at times until he falls and bumps his head against a wall*
Guards: *find him and bring him to the House of Healing*

But this is an Elven patient… )

Hopefully, he'll stay lucid and not do anyone any harm overnight. I will tell the nurses to sedate him, if necessary.
the_white_lady: (dreamy)
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I had some company on my way home from work today.


Theoden: *goes to intercept Eowyn at the House of Healing for her walk home, since, you know, hasn't had a chance to talk to his niece for a while*
Eowyn: *surprised to see him* Oh, hello, Theo.
Theoden: mind an escort? *offers his arm*
Eowyn: That would be very nice. *takes his arm and walks with him*
Theoden: Any miracles in the House of Healing?
Eowyn: Well, some of these treatments from the future are truly amazing.
Theoden: I was more asking about you and magic *grins*
Eowyn: No magic for me, I'm afraid.
Theoden: Well, you've turned your terror into a reasonable-ish kid, so I thought you might be a wizard, was all. I say ish, Had to repair the shelf after her suicide attempt and Dagnir won't come in if Dred's babysitting. 
Turgon: *inspecting the food at a new stand to see about serving at one of his and Lio's meetings when he spots Eowyn* Well now... *straightens up and waves*
Theoden: oops, that's my cue to get out of here.
Eowyn: *waves back at Turgon* What? Wait! Why are you leaving?
Theoden: stuff involving his brother. I'll see you tonight, let me bring you supper this time. *pats her on the shoulder and flees*

And then I have lunch with the king… )

Well, that was a nice lunch, with wonderful company.
the_white_lady: (Default)
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I wonder who I'll meet today. It always seems to be someone new!

Eowyn: *walking home from the market with a basket of goods*
Boromir: *is lost as a ball in high weeds. Spins in a circle, then looks around for someone who looks approachable* Excuse me, ma'am, could you direct me to the House of History? I'm new here and a little lost.
Eowyn: Oh yes, certainly! It's just... *pauses, looking at his face; it is so familiar and yet, such a distant memory to her... oh* Boromir?
Boromir: *eyebrows raised* Yes. Do we know each other? *stares at her but nothing seems familiar*

As a matter of fact, we do! )

More family showing up! It will be lovely to get to know Boromir. But oh, I do hope, that if he comes here, Faramir remembers us being together.
the_white_lady: (fascinating)
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It's been so busy here at work lately. Seems like a lot of people are having trouble sleeping. I wonder what's going on.

Elladan: *has to go to see one last person before he returns to the House of Guards. After talking to the Elven Healers about Alagoss, he looks for Eowyn* Greetings, Lady Eowyn.
Eowyn: *looks up* Lord Elladan! How nice to see you!
Elladan *smiles*: It's nice to see you too, Eowyn. Can I call you by name?
Eowyn: Of course! *gestures to a chair* Sit, and let me know what I can do for you.

He's here for a good talk… )

So nice to have him here to talk to. And to help out!
princessmelkor: (Why is this happening?)
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The human, Eowyn, has set up a dinner with her friend. He, at least, calls me by my proper titles. So I can deal with heading back out into this blasted city once more. Even if it means abandoning my new minion:



He hasn't got a name yet. It will come to me. Perhaps something about darkness, or warrior bear.



Theo: *making positive the table hasn't got any odd sticky spots on it* See them yet, Dred?

Dred: *peering out the window* No one right now. *goes over to rearrange some paper flowers he found*

Dagnir: *trying to defluff his fur after an emergency 'don't infect the kid' bath*

Eowyn: *comes along with a basket of food; made the meal and is bringing dessert; holds Melly with her other hand* Come on, Melly.

Melkor: too fast!

Eowyn: *slows her pace* Sorry.

Melkor: *holds tight, moving against Eowyn's leg whenever they pass an elf* how much further, human?
Turns out this dinner was just another step in my ongoing humiliation )


A babysitter? She's set me up with a babysitter? I can take care of myself! I am no weak child!

...but I suppose if he can cook for me and reach the things off the high shelves...
the_white_lady: (listen)
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Today is the day I get to bring Melly home! I hope she likes living with me...

Melkor: *holding his bag of candy, his only possession as he waits for Eowyn to take him home*
Eowyn: *comes to get her* Are you ready, Melly?
Melkor: *nods* where do you live?
Eowyn: A nice house. Not far from here. We can walk.
Melkor: do you live near elves?
Eowyn: *nods* Yes, this city is full of elves.

Sad but true, Melkor... )

So far so good! And dinner plans for tonight. I'd better get cooking.

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