gondolindrim | (no subject)

Did I mention I have the best little brother ever? I was kind of bored here, lately because you know, the whole noble thing? It gets old. But then that totally changed earlier.

Turgon:: *going over the latest reports from the guards, paying especial attention for anything that might feature the name 'Celegorm'*

Fingon: *kind of hanging around, Arguably is supposed to be helping but it's more like hanging around*

Turgon:: are you bored? *doesn't look up from his papers*

Fingon: Distracted really. So. What are we trying to determne about Celegorm again?

Turgon:: if him having an accident is still unreasonable. Especially now that I've heard Luthien's arrived. I've got an appointment with her... *flips open his calendar* Tomorrow.

Fingon: Luthien and Celegorm. Yeah,. that's gonna take watching all right. *little frown* She might like to be PART of his accident really. Or is that me putting myself and my emotions in her place? Either way...it's probably a good idea. I mean you'd be being a responsible leader.

Turgon:: that involves telling her exactly what he's done. The history records I've got are a little fuzzy, but it does look like he went and murdered all her descendants. One of us should tell her that.

Turgon:: of course, then Celegorm might kidnap her again and then, regretfully, I'll have to kill him to save her

Fingon: Ouch. Does he KNOW he's done these things so far?

Turgon:: *nods* I don't doubt he knows every little detail

Turgon:: he's on his second chance here.

Fingon: Ahh. *nods* So it's sort of a wierd situation isn't it? I mean...let him try to be different, versus...I don't know if it's possible to change that much. *sighs*

Turgon:: I like his dog, I'll give him that.

Turgon:: now comes the problem of you, brother

Fingon: Hmm? How so?

Turgon:: you're bored.

Turgon:: here in my city.

Fingon: Kind of. Not too bad but...I don't know. I need to get a job or something.

Turgon:: I have one for you. I hate organizing the festivals and events around the city, and I thought, who do I know who's happiest when he's organizing?

Fingon: *little eyedart* Hmm...who?

Turgon:: You. *note of 'you dope' in his voice*

Fingon: *grins* I've maaybe been known

Turgon:: well, you've got a job now.

Fingon: You're the best!

Turgon:: I like hearing that. *smiles*

Fingon: *big grin*

Turgon:: don't set the city on fire by accident

Fingon: Isn't that uncle's job?

Turgon:: *tries to keep a straight face* Now, that's not a charitable statement, Fingon

Fingon: And it's in really really bad taste too, probably.

Turgon:: it's not wrong, however.

Fingon: I won't say it to any of them.

Turgon:: good lad. *sets down his papers* well, it looks like Celegorm hasn't gone on a killing spree today

Fingon: That's a relief so far. Maybe...could people stalk him just in case?

Turgon:: Once I find someone who I'm sure wouldn't be detected.

Fingon: Good plan!

Turgon:: if you happen to find someone particularly stealthy, do send them my way

Fingon: I'll be sure to. Nothing's coming to mind right now but...

Turgon:: *nods* I've got to get this budget done... *polite 'I've given up on you helping me much'*

Fingon: And I should probably start thinking about something we can throw. What with all of the new people

Turgon:: that's your job now. Good luck, Fingon

Fingon: You too

So! What do we start with?