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[idril]

Gelgannel: *freeing Idril3 from his little outfit before going to the festival*

Idril: *went early to watch her uncles and the help set things up, enjoying the festival atmosphere, hasn't spotted Turgon yet for glomping*

Gelgannel: *finishes his duties, leaves the dog with a servant and goes to meet up with Idril*

Yaban: *already there and trying out confections covered in powdery sugar*

Idril: *laughs when he takes a bite, getting powdered sugar all over his face, and helps him wipe it off, brushing his face with her hand, still giggling* Oh goodness, you'd think to take smaller bites!

Yaban: it looked smaller. My eyes must be too big. Hello, princess *smiles*

Idril: *grins at him* Hi, Yaban. *brushes off the last bit and dusts her hands off* Enjoying the pastry?




Yaban: I am. Something nice and light after work. Not presiding over anything?

Idril: Nope. I'm here to enjoy. *smiles* Are you?

Yaban: I try to enjoy things. Whether I do is always another matter

Idril: Hah! Well, today you're going to enjoy. *links her arm with his*

Yaban: what's on the schedule then? *grins at her*

Idril: Games and some music and food!

Yaban: pick out a game for me, pretty lady.

Idril: Hmm... How about this one? *as they walk towards the dunk tank*

Idril: We can see how good your aim is. *grins*

Yaban: so who's the lucky elf?

Idril: Hm?

Yaban: in the tank

Idril: *grins* My aunt Aredhel

Yaban: thaaat's royalty should I actually do this?

Idril: *giggles* It's fine, really. Aunt Ar's pretty easy-going

Yaban: can't I do something I can win you a prize from instead? I just, I fear beheading

Idril: *laughs again* Okay. You pick, then

Yaban: *spots one giving away small glass figures* okay. Let's see if I can figure out the rules...

Idril: *stands beside him, quite happy to be here and enjoying his company* I think you try to take out the target that's moving there, in the middle...

Yaban: *nods, keeping his eye on the target, throwing, and--- missing*

Idril: *snickers behind her hand, trying not to laugh* You get another try!

Yaban: kiss for luck? *holds out the ball*

Idril: *smiles and kisses the ball*

Yaban: *throws again, hitting the target this time*

Idril: *woops! and squeezes his arm* Good shot!

Dealer: *gives them one of the small prizes, a little glass cat with two orange goldfish floating inside*

Yaban: this is grim *looks at them*

Idril: *laughs again* Makes me think of Bainil

Yaban: she eats fish? *places the little figure in Idril's hand* for you, princess.

Idril: Mmhm. Usually not alive, though. *smiles, looking at the fish in the cat* It's so pretty. Thank you, Yaban. *turns her smile at him and kisses his cheek*

Gelgannel: You found another date for the festival then, I see?

Yaban: *eyes widen and turns to look at--- Gel's chest* *looks up* Hi

Gelgannel: Hello. *crosses his arms*

Idril: *smiles at Gel* Well, you were taking so long, I thought might as well enjoy someone's company. *holds up her hand with the cat in it* See what he won me?

Gelgannel: I was tending to your father's--nevermind. *glances at it* Shall we go, Idril?

Idril: Sure. Would you like to join, Yaban?

Yaban: I... you know, I should get going. Music to listen to and all that. *quick bow and gets out of there*

Gelgannel: *leans down to kiss Idril*

Idril: *surprised noise and kisses back, smiling after* Nice "hello"

Gelgannel: Sorry about that. Nice toy

Idril: *grins* It's a figurine. And I wasn't complaining. *tugs him close to kiss again*

Gelgannel: *holds onto her, kissing back, before breaking it with a smile* so what shall we do?

Idril: *smiles back* Well, I had suggested games, music, and food. Where shall we start?

Gelgannel: I'm starving. Let's eat

Idril: *takes his arm and squeezes* Let's have some food. What were you doing with dad?

Gelgannel: nothing, he'd already left. But he'd put his dog into some horrible outfit and I was setting it free

Idril: Idril3? Oh, that poor puppy

Gelgannel: Little dress, tiny wig

Idril: *shakes her head* So you undressed him?

Gelgannel: I did. And gave him a treat

Idril: Good man. *smiles up at him and kisses his cheek* Now you have to work on dad to change his name

Gelgannel: I think Idril's a lovely name

Idril: *pinks a bit and smiles more* It's perfect for me, but not for the dog!

Gelgannel: greedy about your name. *gets them a spot to order tea and some small cakes*

Idril: *picks a few new flavors of cake and sits beside him* Well, it is _my_ name, after all.

Gelgannel: not many reuses in your history, YET

Idril: What, are there more in your history?

Gelgannel: after several, several thousand years, you run out of unique names

Idril: I suppose. But dad names _all_ of his pets after me!

Gelgannel: maybe it's a compliment. *knows it's just Turgon being batty*

Idril: *gives him a look that she knows the same*

Gelgannel: let's pretend, okay?

Idril: *amused snort* Okay. *tries her cake* Ooh, that's good

Gelgannel: *takes a bite of his* mm. There's rum in this.

Idril: *leans close to try his, opening her mouth with a mischievous look in her eye*

Gelgannel: *holds up his fork and puts it in, eyebrow raised*

Idril: *munches, making tasty noises as she chews* Delicious

Gelgannel: *laughs, and wipes a bit of crumb off the side of her mouth with his thumb*

Idril: *darts her tongue out to lick his thumb, smiling*

Gelgannel: *pleased shiver*

Idril: *kisses his thumb lightly and offers him a bite of her cake too*

Gelgannel: *takes it with just a shade of awkwardness* It's good. Uh. I can't stay for long. I've still got paperwork back at the office...

Idril: *raises her eyebrows* Seriously?

Gelgannel: seriously. It's time to organize the farmers

Idril: ...mmng. *sits up, setting down her plate* So our date was to spend half an hour together?

Gelgannel: well... yes. It's more than usual

Idril: *sighs, thinking she's just going to have to find Yaban again*

Gelgannel: ...sorry. It's just that work's important

Idril: Yes. You and my father are exactly the same.

Gelgannel: that makes it sound creepy

Idril: *shrugs* Same habits, same priorities.

Gelgannel: Should I just go now?

Idril: ...I wanted you all night tonight.

Gelgannel: ...sorry. *tries not to think about what he's missing*

Idril: *frowns* ...this isn't a relationship.

Gelgannel: what?

Idril: Seeing you so rarely, for such short periods of time, and you always making an excuse to go back to work.

Gelgannel: the work *needs* to be done, Idril

Idril: It's fine. *gets up* Go back to your work.

Gelgannel: ...fine. *gets up*

Idril: *sighs and goes to find Yaban*

Gelgannel: *heads off*


...I think we're done. I've given Gel so many chances, and he still chooses everything else over me. I deserve to be put first! Just like dad, since mom died. But they're different because before she died, he paid attention to her. He wasn't a crazy workaholic, to this extent. Gelgannel is. So I think I'm done.