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I ran into Father at the market. He's acting odd...even for him.
Fëanor: *stalking the city with purpose; ignoring the startled glances and upset citizens he leaves in his wake*
Celegorm: *is walking home from the market with some ears of fresh corn and some field peas when he spies his Father* Father?
Fëanor: *inspecting the mosaic on one of the buildings; stops and straightens up* Turkafinwë!
Celegorm: *approaches Feanor and grins* What...what are you doing? *gives him a hug*
( Besides acting like a nutjob, of course. )
Celegorm: *walks back to his house, opens the door and calls out* Honey, I'm home!
Ecthelion: *laughs and calls out from the bedroom* I'm in here!
( In the bedroom? Imagine that. ) And then things got really fun.
Fëanor: *stalking the city with purpose; ignoring the startled glances and upset citizens he leaves in his wake*
Celegorm: *is walking home from the market with some ears of fresh corn and some field peas when he spies his Father* Father?
Fëanor: *inspecting the mosaic on one of the buildings; stops and straightens up* Turkafinwë!
Celegorm: *approaches Feanor and grins* What...what are you doing? *gives him a hug*
( Besides acting like a nutjob, of course. )
Celegorm: *walks back to his house, opens the door and calls out* Honey, I'm home!
Ecthelion: *laughs and calls out from the bedroom* I'm in here!
( In the bedroom? Imagine that. ) And then things got really fun.