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gondolindrim2013-03-12 06:57 pm
idril) wrote in gondolindrim2013-03-12 06:57 pm
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Of pastries and hugs
Now, to go cheer up my dad. He's been so stressed and sad since uncle Finrod was kidnapped.
Turgon: *dictating a letter to Gelgannel*
Idril: *has a big basket of treats, including pastries and various chocolates, and knocks on Turgon's door*
Turgon: Gel?
Gelgannel: *nods and gets up to answer* Oh, princess. Hello
Idril: *curt nod to him* I'm here to see my father.
Gelgannel: oh. Of course, yes. *nods and steps aside* your highness. *kills the idea that she was there for him*
Turgon: Idril *tired look* Now's not the best time, sweetie
Idril3: *barks from his pen*
Idril: *walks in and smiles at the puppy, leaning over to scritch his head, wearing entirely appropriate clothing this time, even though it's still a dress, and then sets the basket on Turgon's desk* Dad, you need a break. And if you're doing something crucial, I'll wait.
Turgon: I'm just organizing the city. Your uncle's gone missing.
Idril3: *nibbles Idril1's fingers*
Idril: I know. *picks the puppy up to cuddle* That's why I'm here.
Turgon: this really isn't something for pastries.
Idril: Dad, I'm here to comfort. I brought pastries and hugs.
Turgon: I'm *brooding*, Idril. Really. Give them to Gelgannel, he's too thin
Idril: *frowns* Dad, I'm not going to let you sit here and brood all by yourself, okay? He's going to be fine. They'll find him and he'll be fine and back here to bug you in no time. Until then, I want to comfort you
Turgon: fine, fine. *grabs a donut*
Idril: *little triumphant smile and sits on the arm of his chair, Idril3 still in her arms as she leans against Turgon* I love you, dad. I'll just sit here until you finish, okay?
Idril3: *happy flop in Idril1's arms*
Turgon: Okay. *pecks her cheek, getting some crumbs on her and resumes dictating*
Gelgannel: *keeps stealing glances at Idril as he writes*
Idril: *wrinkles her nose and wipes her cheek, but kisses Turgon's back and pointedly keeps from looking at Gel as he writes*
Turgon: ...and we thank you for your contributions to the equipment to our fishermen.
Gelgannel: *finishes up the letter and hands it to Turgon to sign*
Idril: *once he's signed, goes to set Idril3 in her pen again and sits back on the chair's arm, wrapping her arms around Turgon's shoulder*
Turgon: *reaches up to take her hands* You're a good daughter
Idril: *smiles and kisses his cheek, hugging him tighter as Gel walks out of the office* Of course I am. I have the best dad, after all.
Turgon: so not harassing my secretary today?
Idril: I'm not harassing him any day
Turgon: found another boy?
Idril: *shakes her head* No new boys
Turgon: a girl?
Idril: nope. Just... none.
Turgon: how odd.
Idril: Why is it odd?
Turgon: you're the social butterfly, when you're not in hiding. I am just confused, as any father would be
Idril: *shrugs* I told you I went to the library, right?
Turgon: yes?
Idril: Well, I wanted to learn about my future. And the human I was supposed to marry. But I did meet a human I didn't hate, and I'm tempted to go back to make friends...
Turgon: you should. *hugs her* but during the day, and with someone with you in case of kidnappers
Idril: Who should I take with me?
Turgon: a guard, I think. They're good at guarding
Idril: kay. *hugs him tighter* Have a pastry
Turgon: *eats* so, petty gossip to cheer an old man up. Why are you on the outs with the secretary? I thought I was going to be using him to keep you out of your room
Idril: *leans her head against his as he eats* He's being annoying about not wanting me near, or bugging him, or you seeing that I'm near. *shrugs* So I'm leaving him alone.
Turgon: children. *brushes his fingers through her hair with his free hand* Well, that sounds like a good enough reason
Idril: *snuggles closer to him* Yeah. So that's why. *kisses his cheek*
Turgon: Next one, I suppose
Idril: Next one what? Boy?
Turgon: yes
Idril: *little grin* You make me sound like a hussy, dad
Turgon: just a young elf!
Idril: *snickers* well, thanks. *kisses his head and steals a chocolate*
Turgon: stay here until I go home? I want to keep watch over you
Idril: Aw. Sure, dad. But I'm safe. *kisses his cheek*
Turgon: *squeezes* for me
Idril: *nods* I will. *hugs him tightly* I love you, dad. *rubs his back* And don't you fret
Turgon: *hugs tight* I'll try
Idril: *keeps rubbing his back, snuggling him* Let me know if you need to work. I can wait outside, too
Turgon: thank you, dear. *kisses her forehead*
I love my dad. I hope uncle Finrod gets found soon and the murders stop and that we're all safe again. Also, I need to visit that human...
Turgon: *dictating a letter to Gelgannel*
Idril: *has a big basket of treats, including pastries and various chocolates, and knocks on Turgon's door*
Turgon: Gel?
Gelgannel: *nods and gets up to answer* Oh, princess. Hello
Idril: *curt nod to him* I'm here to see my father.
Gelgannel: oh. Of course, yes. *nods and steps aside* your highness. *kills the idea that she was there for him*
Turgon: Idril *tired look* Now's not the best time, sweetie
Idril3: *barks from his pen*
Idril: *walks in and smiles at the puppy, leaning over to scritch his head, wearing entirely appropriate clothing this time, even though it's still a dress, and then sets the basket on Turgon's desk* Dad, you need a break. And if you're doing something crucial, I'll wait.
Turgon: I'm just organizing the city. Your uncle's gone missing.
Idril3: *nibbles Idril1's fingers*
Idril: I know. *picks the puppy up to cuddle* That's why I'm here.
Turgon: this really isn't something for pastries.
Idril: Dad, I'm here to comfort. I brought pastries and hugs.
Turgon: I'm *brooding*, Idril. Really. Give them to Gelgannel, he's too thin
Idril: *frowns* Dad, I'm not going to let you sit here and brood all by yourself, okay? He's going to be fine. They'll find him and he'll be fine and back here to bug you in no time. Until then, I want to comfort you
Turgon: fine, fine. *grabs a donut*
Idril: *little triumphant smile and sits on the arm of his chair, Idril3 still in her arms as she leans against Turgon* I love you, dad. I'll just sit here until you finish, okay?
Idril3: *happy flop in Idril1's arms*
Turgon: Okay. *pecks her cheek, getting some crumbs on her and resumes dictating*
Gelgannel: *keeps stealing glances at Idril as he writes*
Idril: *wrinkles her nose and wipes her cheek, but kisses Turgon's back and pointedly keeps from looking at Gel as he writes*
Turgon: ...and we thank you for your contributions to the equipment to our fishermen.
Gelgannel: *finishes up the letter and hands it to Turgon to sign*
Idril: *once he's signed, goes to set Idril3 in her pen again and sits back on the chair's arm, wrapping her arms around Turgon's shoulder*
Turgon: *reaches up to take her hands* You're a good daughter
Idril: *smiles and kisses his cheek, hugging him tighter as Gel walks out of the office* Of course I am. I have the best dad, after all.
Turgon: so not harassing my secretary today?
Idril: I'm not harassing him any day
Turgon: found another boy?
Idril: *shakes her head* No new boys
Turgon: a girl?
Idril: nope. Just... none.
Turgon: how odd.
Idril: Why is it odd?
Turgon: you're the social butterfly, when you're not in hiding. I am just confused, as any father would be
Idril: *shrugs* I told you I went to the library, right?
Turgon: yes?
Idril: Well, I wanted to learn about my future. And the human I was supposed to marry. But I did meet a human I didn't hate, and I'm tempted to go back to make friends...
Turgon: you should. *hugs her* but during the day, and with someone with you in case of kidnappers
Idril: Who should I take with me?
Turgon: a guard, I think. They're good at guarding
Idril: kay. *hugs him tighter* Have a pastry
Turgon: *eats* so, petty gossip to cheer an old man up. Why are you on the outs with the secretary? I thought I was going to be using him to keep you out of your room
Idril: *leans her head against his as he eats* He's being annoying about not wanting me near, or bugging him, or you seeing that I'm near. *shrugs* So I'm leaving him alone.
Turgon: children. *brushes his fingers through her hair with his free hand* Well, that sounds like a good enough reason
Idril: *snuggles closer to him* Yeah. So that's why. *kisses his cheek*
Turgon: Next one, I suppose
Idril: Next one what? Boy?
Turgon: yes
Idril: *little grin* You make me sound like a hussy, dad
Turgon: just a young elf!
Idril: *snickers* well, thanks. *kisses his head and steals a chocolate*
Turgon: stay here until I go home? I want to keep watch over you
Idril: Aw. Sure, dad. But I'm safe. *kisses his cheek*
Turgon: *squeezes* for me
Idril: *nods* I will. *hugs him tightly* I love you, dad. *rubs his back* And don't you fret
Turgon: *hugs tight* I'll try
Idril: *keeps rubbing his back, snuggling him* Let me know if you need to work. I can wait outside, too
Turgon: thank you, dear. *kisses her forehead*
I love my dad. I hope uncle Finrod gets found soon and the murders stop and that we're all safe again. Also, I need to visit that human...