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gondolindrim2013-05-02 07:43 pm
celegorm) wrote in gondolindrim2013-05-02 07:43 pm
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The one with the goldfish
Turgon: *taps the button on his phone, and doublechecking his list of Yavanna's beautiful creatures that have to become dinner on the other* Celegorm.
Celegorm: *jumps a mile high when that phone thing explodes next to his chair. Grabs it breathlessly* What? WHAT?!
Turgon: did I interrupt something?
Celegorm: No, you just scared the hell out of me. What do you want?
Turgon: I have a hunting list for you. *rattles off the amount he needs for the feast*
Celegorm: *writes everything down while holding the phone with his left hand* Got it. I should be able to leave first thing tomorrow morning, just before sunrise.
Turgon: good. I'll come by to see Lio while you're gone.
Celegorm: *frowns* No work. He is still recovering.
Turgon: oddly, we have a relationship outside of work. I'm going to be bringing by a wheeled chair to see if we can get him to enjoy the festival. He needs to win me a new goldfish. The last one's been dead for months.
Celegorm: Win your own damned goldfish. When he goes to the festival with me, and without your wheeled chair, I doubt he'll be interested in goldfish.
Turgon: lies. He always gets me a goldfish. You just handle the hunting
Turgon: you sound like the goldfish is one of my first steps in seducing him away from you
Celegorm: *chuckles* That's not likely to happen. I just suggested that maybe he'd like to do something other than win you a goldfish.
Turgon: it's tradition, you oaf. And so is him giving a speech.
Celegorm: It was tradition for my brothers and I to paint our faces with blood after the first kill of each spring, but you don't see me wanting to resurrect that, do you? Maybe it's time to let it die...just like the goldfish did. The speech, on the otherhand, sounds like a good thing. Have you noticed that Lio does this little thing with his bottom lip when he gets nervous? It's kind of cute.
Turgon: *primly* I don't look for cute things on my captain of the guard
Celegorm: *laughs* Fair enough. Have you managed to keep your puppy alive, or has he gone the way of the goldfish?
Turgon: he's FINE
Celegorm: And I suppose the real Idril is okay with yet another one of your strays being named after her. *grins to himself* So, what will we be doing at the festival besides eating whatever I kill and listening to Lio talk?
Turgon: dancing, seducing Lio away from you, games, singing
Celegorm: *laughs* Right. It will take more than dancing and singing for you do manage that. I've seen you do both. I don't feel threatened in the least. Oh, be sure to ask Kano to bring his flute.
Turgon: does the great Celegorm have any other festival tips?
Celegorm: As a matter of fact, I do. Thanks for asking. Ask Luthien to sing a couple of songs...or better yet, ask her to display her shoe collection. I know how much she loves showing that crap off. Father would probably like to set up a jewelry booth. Be sure to ask him about that.
Turgon: I'm not having the princess show off her shoe collection at the festival. And Lio may prefer you keep any suggestions about your stalking victim to yourself.
Celegorm: People are proud of their collections and like to show them off. *shrugs* Is there anything else you wanted? If not, I think Lio needs a foot rub.
Turgon: that's it. Be back by nightfall, if you'd be so kind
Celegorm: No problem. *hangs up*
Celegorm: *jumps a mile high when that phone thing explodes next to his chair. Grabs it breathlessly* What? WHAT?!
Turgon: did I interrupt something?
Celegorm: No, you just scared the hell out of me. What do you want?
Turgon: I have a hunting list for you. *rattles off the amount he needs for the feast*
Celegorm: *writes everything down while holding the phone with his left hand* Got it. I should be able to leave first thing tomorrow morning, just before sunrise.
Turgon: good. I'll come by to see Lio while you're gone.
Celegorm: *frowns* No work. He is still recovering.
Turgon: oddly, we have a relationship outside of work. I'm going to be bringing by a wheeled chair to see if we can get him to enjoy the festival. He needs to win me a new goldfish. The last one's been dead for months.
Celegorm: Win your own damned goldfish. When he goes to the festival with me, and without your wheeled chair, I doubt he'll be interested in goldfish.
Turgon: lies. He always gets me a goldfish. You just handle the hunting
Turgon: you sound like the goldfish is one of my first steps in seducing him away from you
Celegorm: *chuckles* That's not likely to happen. I just suggested that maybe he'd like to do something other than win you a goldfish.
Turgon: it's tradition, you oaf. And so is him giving a speech.
Celegorm: It was tradition for my brothers and I to paint our faces with blood after the first kill of each spring, but you don't see me wanting to resurrect that, do you? Maybe it's time to let it die...just like the goldfish did. The speech, on the otherhand, sounds like a good thing. Have you noticed that Lio does this little thing with his bottom lip when he gets nervous? It's kind of cute.
Turgon: *primly* I don't look for cute things on my captain of the guard
Celegorm: *laughs* Fair enough. Have you managed to keep your puppy alive, or has he gone the way of the goldfish?
Turgon: he's FINE
Celegorm: And I suppose the real Idril is okay with yet another one of your strays being named after her. *grins to himself* So, what will we be doing at the festival besides eating whatever I kill and listening to Lio talk?
Turgon: dancing, seducing Lio away from you, games, singing
Celegorm: *laughs* Right. It will take more than dancing and singing for you do manage that. I've seen you do both. I don't feel threatened in the least. Oh, be sure to ask Kano to bring his flute.
Turgon: does the great Celegorm have any other festival tips?
Celegorm: As a matter of fact, I do. Thanks for asking. Ask Luthien to sing a couple of songs...or better yet, ask her to display her shoe collection. I know how much she loves showing that crap off. Father would probably like to set up a jewelry booth. Be sure to ask him about that.
Turgon: I'm not having the princess show off her shoe collection at the festival. And Lio may prefer you keep any suggestions about your stalking victim to yourself.
Celegorm: People are proud of their collections and like to show them off. *shrugs* Is there anything else you wanted? If not, I think Lio needs a foot rub.
Turgon: that's it. Be back by nightfall, if you'd be so kind
Celegorm: No problem. *hangs up*