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[ecthelion_of_gondolin]

Turgon: *rests his chin on the edge of Lio's bed to watch him while he sleeps*
Ecthelion: *wakes up and yells, startled, trying to jump away; hurts when he does that* OH! OW! DAMN IT!
Turgon: gah! Be careful!
Ecthelion: Don't do that! *pants, touching his side gingerly*
Turgon: what? Watch you with love?
Ecthelion: Startle me!
Turgon: are you okay? *decides not to argue and checks on Lio* should I call a nurse?
Ecthelion: *relaxing against the pillows* I'm fine.



Turgon: good. *pats his hand* I inspected Celegorm's place. You can go there
Ecthelion: Thanks.
Turgon: Idril3 made a new friend. When I visit, I'm using you as an excuse to let Idril3 play with Huan some more
Ecthelion: *smiles* Okay.
Turgon: and I've got your phone. And a second phone, for you to give to Celegorm. *not gonna mention the blackmail* It's the same as when we were testing them. I don't have enough to give to any of the healers right now, so call me if you get hurt again and Celegorm can't get you to the House of Healing
Ecthelion: *takes them* I didn't realize they were ready.
Turgon: Last night I flipped the switch. I've been harassing poor Gelgannel to show people how they work since.
Turgon: since he's got another one and I pay him to dance to my whims
Ecthelion: Poor Gel.
Turgon: it is his fate
Ecthelion: *looking at the phone*
Turgon: it's pretty simple. Press this button, say the name of who you want to speak to that has another phone, and it'll call them. And the other button shuts the call off
Ecthelion: *tries it, calling Turgon*
Turgon: this is what Finrod did too *grins and picks up the beeping phone and turns it on, and sings hello*
Ecthelion: Hello. *smiles*
Turgon: ♫♪ How is Lio ♪♫
Ecthelion: I'm all right.
Turgon: very good. *ends the call* Finrod seems to be doing okay at your job
Ecthelion: *hangs up the phone* Oh good.
Ecthelion: I'm glad. I mean, I knew I was leaving the Guard in good hands, but I'm glad it's not terrible for him
Turgon: he's taking it very seriously. I got to watch him interrogate a guard
Ecthelion: Interrogate a guard? Who? Why?
Turgon: they arrested some woman for hitting him. Is there a guard-y term for 'but they were acting very suspicious'?
Ecthelion: The woman was acting suspicious? The guard? Which one?
Turgon: the guard. I never saw the woman. *primly* I had to come see my dear friend
Turgon: who remains at death's door
Ecthelion: WHICH GUARD?
Turgon: down, boy. Your stitches. It was *thinks* Theodred
Turgon: a little redheaded human
Ecthelion: Theodred? What did he do?
Turgon: got hit. Should I be telling you this? You seem to be getting stressed
Ecthelion: Got hit by a woman? Why?
Turgon: well, she was mad at him. Something about writing her a letter. It sounded all very human to me. Finrod has a phone, if you want a better analysis of the situation.
Ecthelion: I'll talk to him.
Turgon: more interesting than laying in bed, right?
Ecthelion: *grim* Yes, but.
Turgon: yes but what? *rests chin on the bed again, looking up*
Ecthelion: I'm worried about what's going on.
Turgon: you think it's not some little skirmish?
Ecthelion: *frowns* I don't know, but that's the problem.
Turgon: maybe I shouldn't have said anything...
Ecthelion: I don't like not knowing what's going on with my people.
Turgon: Finrod's doing fine. Ask him, he'll tell you
Ecthelion: *nods* I will.
Turgon: and now that I've interfered with your healing, I should get going. *careful hug* I'll be back to visit soon
Ecthelion: *hugs* Thanks for coming by. I'll see you soon.

I wonder what is going on with Theodred. I should try calling Finrod. But maybe after a nap.