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gondolindrim2013-05-26 08:08 pm
turgonthewise) wrote in gondolindrim2013-05-26 08:08 pm
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Swimtime Fun Turgon with Finrod accessory!
I decided I wouldn't wait until things had cleared up before giving Finrod something fun to do.
Turgon: here's your swimsuit, Finfin
Finrod: *takes*
Turgon: *heads to the fountain near the edge of town* see?
Finrod: Perfect!
Turgon: *climbs the steps and slips into the water* ahhh
Finrod: *follows suit* We swam all the time in Tirion...
Turgon: I remember. It's why I insisted on putting one of Lio's beloved fountains to use
Turgon: right after I discovered how unsafe the lake was
Finrod: *grins* this must drive him nuts. Shame about the lake though.
Turgon: it does. Every year, a bunch of elves and now others swimming in his beloved fountain, scuffing it up. But it's wonderful during the summer
Turgon: the lake is just bizarre. I saw a giant snake the other day
Finrod: It's beautiful.
Finrod: Augh, a giant snake?
Turgon: at least as long as the bridge
Finrod: Bloody hell!
Turgon: I decided to walk back into the city
Finrod: The lake at Mithrim wasn't near so dire. Cold though
Turgon: I STILL need to show you a terror bird
Finrod: pictures were enough
Turgon: at least the eagles are on our side
Turgon: though they do use up a lot of cattle
Finrod: Yes, thank goodness!
Finrod: A price is a price.
Turgon: the big fluffy ones from the future are turning out to be a boon
Finrod: I think the fluffy ones are cute... Are these Fëanorian lamps inset along the bottom?
Turgon: *nods* You like?
Finrod: I do! So... We could swim at night?
Turgon: we could. Yes we could
Finrod: *grins* Sounds fun.
Turgon: *dunks Finrod*
Finrod: *splutters and coughs, then retaliates!*
Turgon: *vicious water wrestling*
Gwaedhon: *has come with a report and standing awkwardly outside the fountain*
Turgon: *kicks a wave of water onto Gwaedho*
Gwaedhon: *sigh* *drips*
Finrod: *wrestling and determined to win*
Gwaedhon: SIR.
Turgon: *can't hear, under the water*
Finrod: *looks up, sees Gwaedhon and swallows a groan; stops fake drowning Turgon* Yes?
Turgon: *flops over the edge, gasping for breath*
Gwaedhon: *holds up the soggy piece of paper* I brought you the report on the fire. Sir.
Finrod: *win*
Finrod: You couldn't have left it on my desk?
Gwaedhon: it was attempted murder, SIR.
Finrod: *resigns himself to work, pulling himself out of the fountain* Go on.
Gwaedhon: We found the bottle that was used for the arson, and confirmed the woman's story. There was an attempt on her life.
Finrod: *pinches the bridge of his nose* Right. Have you any suspects?
Gwaedhon: she says the only people she's had trouble with were humans called Rohirrim. She couldn't name any specific ones
Finrod: *was afraid of that* Go and check that arrest report filed for the lady, Nuala. Start with the guards most directly involved in the arrest.
Gwaedhon: yes, sir. I'll write up a new report for you, shall I, sir?
Finrod: *eyes the damp paper* Lay the pages out somewhere safe to dry, and only bother with the sections where the ink has run.
Gwaedhon: yes, sir. *salutes* I'll get started now, sir
Finrod: Thank you.
Turgon: *wraps an arm around Finrod's shoulder, kcking water beside him once Gwaedhon is gone* oops
Finrod: *splashed in the face* Ack!
Turgon: sorry. Just trying to stay steady
Finrod: Suuure... *splashes with his hand*
Turgon: *kisses his cheek* A little lost dignity isn't so bad
Finrod: Who's losing their dignity? *smiles* Certainly not me...
Turgon: hmph. *tags him and swims off*
Finrod: *swims after him*
Gwaedhon: *does write up a second report and have it sent to Lio, mostly out of pity that he's cut off from the official chain. And a bit of 'worked with you for centuries' friendly sadism* You. Uh... Theodred. Take this to the captain.
Theoden: he's not in his office?
Gwaedhon: Captain ECTHELION. Go.
Theoden: yes, sir!
Gwaedhon: *gets to work on his orders from Finrod and starts organizing the guards in question, and looking for Theodred, thinking that one's Theoden*
Finrod: *looks at Turgon sadly* I ought to go.
Turgon: but but
Finrod: But?
Turgon: oh fine. Go, leave me. I'll probably drown
Finrod: Don't drown on me. Then I'll have to be king. *trying to joke*
Turgon: yeah, don't let Fingon
Turgon: ...or Idril
Turgon: Ar, maybe
Finrod: *wringing out his hair, agrees* Ar maybe. I'll see you later?
Turgon: yeah. Come over tonight, we'll have tea
Finrod: Deal.
Turgon: *floating as Finrod leaves*
Humans are really starting to become a Problem. Hush, hush, pretend I'm not a kinslayer when I say that.
Turgon: here's your swimsuit, Finfin
Finrod: *takes*
Turgon: *heads to the fountain near the edge of town* see?
Finrod: Perfect!
Turgon: *climbs the steps and slips into the water* ahhh
Finrod: *follows suit* We swam all the time in Tirion...
Turgon: I remember. It's why I insisted on putting one of Lio's beloved fountains to use
Turgon: right after I discovered how unsafe the lake was
Finrod: *grins* this must drive him nuts. Shame about the lake though.
Turgon: it does. Every year, a bunch of elves and now others swimming in his beloved fountain, scuffing it up. But it's wonderful during the summer
Turgon: the lake is just bizarre. I saw a giant snake the other day
Finrod: It's beautiful.
Finrod: Augh, a giant snake?
Turgon: at least as long as the bridge
Finrod: Bloody hell!
Turgon: I decided to walk back into the city
Finrod: The lake at Mithrim wasn't near so dire. Cold though
Turgon: I STILL need to show you a terror bird
Finrod: pictures were enough
Turgon: at least the eagles are on our side
Turgon: though they do use up a lot of cattle
Finrod: Yes, thank goodness!
Finrod: A price is a price.
Turgon: the big fluffy ones from the future are turning out to be a boon
Finrod: I think the fluffy ones are cute... Are these Fëanorian lamps inset along the bottom?
Turgon: *nods* You like?
Finrod: I do! So... We could swim at night?
Turgon: we could. Yes we could
Finrod: *grins* Sounds fun.
Turgon: *dunks Finrod*
Finrod: *splutters and coughs, then retaliates!*
Turgon: *vicious water wrestling*
Gwaedhon: *has come with a report and standing awkwardly outside the fountain*
Turgon: *kicks a wave of water onto Gwaedho*
Gwaedhon: *sigh* *drips*
Finrod: *wrestling and determined to win*
Gwaedhon: SIR.
Turgon: *can't hear, under the water*
Finrod: *looks up, sees Gwaedhon and swallows a groan; stops fake drowning Turgon* Yes?
Turgon: *flops over the edge, gasping for breath*
Gwaedhon: *holds up the soggy piece of paper* I brought you the report on the fire. Sir.
Finrod: *win*
Finrod: You couldn't have left it on my desk?
Gwaedhon: it was attempted murder, SIR.
Finrod: *resigns himself to work, pulling himself out of the fountain* Go on.
Gwaedhon: We found the bottle that was used for the arson, and confirmed the woman's story. There was an attempt on her life.
Finrod: *pinches the bridge of his nose* Right. Have you any suspects?
Gwaedhon: she says the only people she's had trouble with were humans called Rohirrim. She couldn't name any specific ones
Finrod: *was afraid of that* Go and check that arrest report filed for the lady, Nuala. Start with the guards most directly involved in the arrest.
Gwaedhon: yes, sir. I'll write up a new report for you, shall I, sir?
Finrod: *eyes the damp paper* Lay the pages out somewhere safe to dry, and only bother with the sections where the ink has run.
Gwaedhon: yes, sir. *salutes* I'll get started now, sir
Finrod: Thank you.
Turgon: *wraps an arm around Finrod's shoulder, kcking water beside him once Gwaedhon is gone* oops
Finrod: *splashed in the face* Ack!
Turgon: sorry. Just trying to stay steady
Finrod: Suuure... *splashes with his hand*
Turgon: *kisses his cheek* A little lost dignity isn't so bad
Finrod: Who's losing their dignity? *smiles* Certainly not me...
Turgon: hmph. *tags him and swims off*
Finrod: *swims after him*
Gwaedhon: *does write up a second report and have it sent to Lio, mostly out of pity that he's cut off from the official chain. And a bit of 'worked with you for centuries' friendly sadism* You. Uh... Theodred. Take this to the captain.
Theoden: he's not in his office?
Gwaedhon: Captain ECTHELION. Go.
Theoden: yes, sir!
Gwaedhon: *gets to work on his orders from Finrod and starts organizing the guards in question, and looking for Theodred, thinking that one's Theoden*
Finrod: *looks at Turgon sadly* I ought to go.
Turgon: but but
Finrod: But?
Turgon: oh fine. Go, leave me. I'll probably drown
Finrod: Don't drown on me. Then I'll have to be king. *trying to joke*
Turgon: yeah, don't let Fingon
Turgon: ...or Idril
Turgon: Ar, maybe
Finrod: *wringing out his hair, agrees* Ar maybe. I'll see you later?
Turgon: yeah. Come over tonight, we'll have tea
Finrod: Deal.
Turgon: *floating as Finrod leaves*
Humans are really starting to become a Problem. Hush, hush, pretend I'm not a kinslayer when I say that.