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[idril]

Idril: *goes up to Turgon's office in the morning* Dad?

Turgon: hello, dear. *working on paperwork while Idril3 chews a toy in front of the desk*

Idril: *goes in and picks up Idril3, petting him as she sits* I thought I'd see how things are going. Do you need help?


Turgon: would you? Gel called in sick and I need someone to sort these letters

Idril: sure. Is he okay? *scoots closer to look at the letters*

Turgon: said he's a bit singed. Which is why paperwork doubled today, I have to have the shop sorted out and rebuilt and check on the neighbouring buildings

Idril: *nods and starts sorting letters* The girl he rescued, is she okay?

Turgon: she is. She's recovering at the house of healing currently, Gel got to her in time

Idril: Thank goodness for that. Who is she?

Turgon: a human named Nuala *checks his papers* Bah, I dropped coffee earlier and smudged out her family name

Idril: I can call up uncle Finrod to find it out

Turgon: *nod* I'm not sure it's important to know

Idril: Yeah. Do we know what caused it?

Turgon: the guards report that a bottle with some sort of liquid and a burning piece of cloth was thrown into the store and caused the fire

Idril: o.o someone set it on purpose? Why?

Turgon: that's for the guards to discover

Idril: Poor girl. Is she alone here in Gondolin?

Turgon: she seems to be associated with the two talking ravens, but otherwise, yes

Idril: hm. *thoughtful look as she works on the letters* ...and you say she's in the house of healing?

Turgon: indeed. Why?

Idril: I think I'll pay her a visit later. Maybe bring some pastries. I feel bad that she's alone and... well, I'm trying to be more friendly with the humans

Turgon: *look of pride* I have such a good daughter

Idril: *smiles at him* I'm doing better

Turgon: such a good princess too.

Idril3: *licks her elbow*

Idril: *laughs at Idril3 and pets his head* Thanks, dad.

Turgon: have you seen Gel?

Idril: Not since last night. Why?

Turgon: just wondering how he's faring

Idril: You could call him. You gave him a phone, didn't you?

Turgon: >.> I don't want to pester

Idril: *raises her eyebrows* ...really? You'll call him at all hours for work, but you won't call to see how he's doing?

Turgon: well, it's personal time

Idril: Wow, dad, are you forming boundaries?

Turgon: don't mock me

Idril: No, I'm proud of you!

Turgon: rrrr

Idril: *goes to his side of the desk to kiss his cheek* I am!

Turgon: You're a bad daughter

Idril: What! Why?

Turgon: mocking me

Idril: I'm not mocking!

Turgon: oh, what a world that a father can be mocked by his daughter

Idril: Oh dad, stop that. *pats* Do you want me to call Gel?

Turgon: fine. But I didn't tell you to!

Idril: I know. *kisses his cheek again and sits back in her seat, pulling out her phone to dial Gel's number, waiting as it rings*

Gelgannel: hey? *sleepy voice*

Idril: *facepalm* Hey. Sorry, I forgot you were probably asleep. Go back to sleep, we'll talk later.

Gelgannel: no, no, it's okay. What is it?

Idril: I just called to see how you're feeling

Gelgannel: better. *warm voice* thank you, Idril

Idril: *small smile* you're welcome. Dad was worried, too. But he wanted to give you personal time instead of calling

Gelgannel: how unusual

Idril: *laughs* That's what I said!

Turgon: why are you laughing? What are you saying about me!?

Idril: *grins at Turgon* He's surprised you were giving him personal time, too

Turgon: hrmph

Idril: *chuckles slightly and turns back to her phone* okay, you should rest and eat, Gel.

Gelgannel: will do. Thank your father for me

Idril: Sure. I'll stop by later, too

Gelgannel: I'd like that

Idril: *smiles* okay, sleep well.

Turgon: back to the sorting mines, daughter

Idril: Yeah, yeah. *sticks her tongue out at him playfully and goes back to work* He said thanks, by the way

Turgon: oh good *little smile*


I need to go visit the girl next, and then Gel...