gondolindrim | I went to cheer up Feanor and things went awry

Theoden: *notices the army of cats around Fëanor's house as he approaches*

Dagnir: *teaching the latest batch about Suspect Number 1*

Theoden: Hey, Dags. *crouches down to pet his cat*

Dagnir: *arches up into it, but maintains his no speaking around Theo rule*

Theoden: you're a way more dedicated father than most cats. *knocks on the door* Fëanor!

Fëanor: *inside, being a hermit, or you could call it sulking*

Theoden: *lets himself in, has a gift for Fëanor that he can just leave anyway* Feanooor, are you working?

Cats: *sneak in!*

Fëanor: *hears him and comes out* Oh, Theo. No, I'm not.

Theoden: *dodges a kitten and holds out a wrapped package* I haven't seen you lately, so I thought I'd come by.

Fëanor: *takes it* I'm sorry, I've been.... busy. *which is a lie* But what is this?

Theoden: cookies. I made them for you.

Fëanor: *opens and looks at them* You did... thank you. *tries one*

Theoden: whatcha been busy with? *pecks Fëanor's cheek*

Fëanor: *the affection cheers him a bit* Nothing really. Mostly just thinking.

Theoden: Come to any conclusions?

Fëanor: I need to make my home more secure. I will be changing the locks.

Theoden: I get a key again, right?

Fëanor: Yes. But you will have to keep it safe. *paranoia may be rising now*

Theoden: of course. Hm, can't you use one of your crystals to only open for certain people?

Fëanor: I can... *but has other plans for that*

Theoden: you know what would cheer you up? A trip to the house of artificers

Fëanor: I am not sure... *Maglor probably is watching his moves*

Theoden: I heard they were working on a horseless carriage.

Fëanor: *tempted* Well, maybe... if we're quick.

Theoden: great! *grabs his hand* Let's go

Fëanor: Wait, I need my sword. *yes, definitely paranoid; goes to strap it on, along with a knife*

Theoden: what, in case they try to invent at you?

Fëanor: You never know. *darkly*

Theoden: *pats his arm, but isn't gonna argue. Unless Fëanor starts actually using it on people*

Fëanor: *locks his house securely before they leave*

Theoden: did all the kittens get out?

Fëanor: I think so. In any case, we won't be long.

Theoden: sorry if they destroy anything. I know they aren't my fault, but...

Fëanor: *shrugs; has been packing up anything breakable or valuable, in any case* It's fine. Don't worry about it.

Theoden: okay. *squeezes Fëanor's arm and heads off towards the House of Artificers*

Fëanor: *glances around as they walk, in case someone is following them*

Familiar pop!: *something appears in the road in front of them*

That something: *is a warg*

Theoden: *yells at the people in the street to run and grabs his own sword to attack it*

Fëanor: What the hell? *has his own sword drawn immediately*

Theoden: *stops in front of the warg* okay. I know you can think. If you don't attack, we won't have to fight you *using a soothing tone*

Fëanor: Theo! Don't TALK to it! *hurries after him*

Warg: *stops growling and moves calmly towards Theo*

Theoden: not everyone's from the same time, Fëanor...

Warg: *waits until it's closer than Theo can draw his sword and dives to bite*

Theoden: o.o

Fëanor: Damn it. *makes short work of the warg and pulls Theo to safety*

Theoden: *very not happy noises and leg bleeding badly*

Fëanor: *shouting for other guards; kneels down beside Theo to check him out* Oh.

Theoden: that... that wasn't what I was planning

Fëanor: No, I'd think not. *tells the arriving guards what happened, as he scoops Theo up* I'll get you to the House of Healing.

Theoden: kay. *gripping Fëanor's arms tightly, knuckles white and still bleeding*

Fëanor: *soothing voice* It's not bad. It'll be fine.

Theoden: it really hurts. *tighter grip*

Fëanor: I know, but we'll get it taken care of. *hurrying towards the Healers*

Update on my leg: I'm going to be here at the Healers for a while. I guess this puts off my exploring of the tower on the lake and that's all I'm going to let myself dwell on right now.

Dagnir's been keeping me company.