what's my problem? Ladies

[gelgannel]

Had Idril on my mind since our conversation, and pretty sure she's not going to leave it anytime soon. I'm not sure what to do, when I wasn't sure I wanted her I couldn't get rid of her, and when I realized I did, she was gone.

Sweet paperwork, you'll never leave me.


Idril: *finishing up helping Turgon and goes to the bakery to pick up pastries for Gel, then heads to his room, knocking slowly on his door*

Gelgannel: Come in! *pulling on a shirt*

Idril: *goes in, seeing him mostly shirtless just as he pulls it on, biting the inside of her cheek to keep from making a noise of appreciation* Hi. I mentioned I'd stop by, and I have pastries...
( And then she just appears )

If I could read thought bubbles, I'd be more concerned

[princetheoden]

Theoden: *sees Feanor on his silmaril search and sneaks up behind him as much as he'll let himself pretend Feanor will let him sneak and reaches up to cover his eyes* guess who!

Fëanor: *heard him coming* Um. Turgon?

Theoden: much handsomer.

Fëanor: Oh. Glorfindel.

Theoden: more gingery

Fëanor: *spins, pretending to be surprised* Oh, Theo!
( No, obviously I'm Nerdanel )