Getting shit done Turgon style (paperwork)

[turgonthewise]

Ecthelion: *comes to see Turgon at the palace, bringing a few reports*

Turgon: *looking at sketches of proposed rides*

Gelgannel: Go right in, sir

Ecthelion: Thanks Gel. *goes in*

Turgon: 'lo. *waves*


Idril3: *runs up happily to sniff Lio's feet*

Ecthelion: *bends slowly to pet*

Idril3: *ecstatic full-body wiggle*

Turgon: how do you feel about a giant wheel to put people on?

Ecthelion: *sits* What?

Idril3: *tries to hop up, paws whapping against Lio's knees*

Turgon: it's a big wheel on its side.

Turgon: and it has seats in it, and people ride in the seats

Ecthelion: Do you have a picture?

Turgon: *shows Lio the blueprints for the ferris wheel*

Ecthelion: Interesting.

Turgon: I'm wondering if it might be too scary

Ecthelion: Where did you get this idea?

Turgon: look at the height on it

Turgon: oh, the print? It's from the proposals I got from ride builders

Ecthelion: Huge!

Turgon: I have other rides too. It's for the summer festival

Turgon: since the small ones we had were such a success at the spring one, I put out a call

Ecthelion: I think the people might like it!

Turgon: well... if it comes loose and rolls over everyone, I'll say it was your fault. *marks it approved and opens up a merry go round*

Ecthelion: My fault?

Turgon: yeah, you helped me decide on it. *shows Lio the carving proposals* This maker says her and her team can have them ready in time for the festival

Ecthelion: I like those.

Turgon: they're interesting. She says she drew inspiration fro the zoo. *traces a finger over the sketch of an okapi in a galloping pose* I'll approve this one, we can probably keep it around too

Turgon: so, your reports?

Ecthelion: Where will you put the carvings? *hands him the reports*

Turgon: hm? They go on the device and it goes in a circle for people to ride

Turgon: *looks them over* ah, the fire thing is all sorted out now. Good

Turgon: A year in a cell should cool them off

Ecthelion: I think so.

Turgon: and how is recruiting going? *reads down the page*

Ecthelion: I have to talk to Finrod about it.

Turgon: he still working out under you?

Ecthelion: Well, he took on the job while I was out.

Turgon: no no. I mean, is he doing well?

Ecthelion: Oh, yes, of course. He's excellent.

Turgon: that's good. *files the report* I'm glad my cousin is doing well.

Turgon: speaking of cousins, I hear Celegorm is moving in with you

Ecthelion: I'm glad he was able to help me... *pauses* And yes. He is.

Turgon: ah, I should have tried to seduce you away *opens up another ride proposal and immediately rejects*

Ecthelion: *small smile* Was that you plan?

Turgon: No, never. Sorry. But you know, if I'd had any idea this would go so far! *shows Lio the proposal* There isn't even enough room to build this in the park

Ecthelion: What IS that?

Turgon: I don't know. It doesn't have a name. *puzzles over it* it throws them around it in a circle as it races around a giant track. *looking at a cross between a tilt-a-whirl and a roller coater* I think... I would not enjoy this

Ecthelion: Looks like it would make you sick!

Turgon: so rejected.

Ecthelion: Good idea.

Turgon: wanna sit and look with me?

Ecthelion: *is sitting* Sure.

Turgon: Pull a chair up behind the desk with me

Ecthelion: *nods and does so, still moving a bit slowly*

Turgon: how's the wound?

Ecthelion: Better every day.

Turgon: good, I'll have you fighting again soon

Ecthelion: Hopefully not, but yeah.

Turgon: I still have the right to wander over to your house now that Celegorm's there?

Ecthelion: Yes. Of course. Just... try not to fight.

Turgon: for you. And because Huan would eat me

Ecthelion: He would.

Turgon: it'll be easier to give Idril3 playdates with him, though, now that I can come to see you

Ecthelion: *grins* Always a bright side.

Idril3: *perked up at hearing his name and trotted over* bark!

Ecthelion: Yes, you can visit too. *pets his head*

Idril3: *happy pug grinning, no clue what's going on*

Turgon: look at this ride, it's a giant slide...

Ecthelion: *glances* That looks fun.

Turgon: I think so. We've gotten more kids, I want them to be able to do something that'll... make things easier on them

Ecthelion: Easier?

Turgon: well, they're separated from their families and homes

Ecthelion: Oh, I see what you mean.

Turgon: so something fun. We're going to have another animal exhibit *rummages through the papers to get the layout of the park out and shows what he's marked so far*

Turgon: Eressil says she'll have ones that people can ride

Ecthelion: Wow, all those animals!

Turgon: *nod* a miniature zoo

Turgon: I told her she couldn't bring the oliphaunt

Ecthelion: Might be a little hard, yeah.

Turgon: Started work on its pen OUTSIDE the city

Ecthelion: How far? That thing is HUGE.

Turgon: *gets out the map* we had an area that was no good for farming because of the dirt that we think it'll be happy enough in, and we can use the mountain area there as a natural part of the pen

Ecthelion: What does it eat?

Turgon: plants. I was surprised, it looked like it ate cows

Ecthelion: Does food have to be grown for it?

Turgon: Eressil has a good feeding system for her animals and somewhere in here is the plan for this one when it's grown

Turgon: *looks despairing at his inbox*

Ecthelion: Just wondering how much will go for it.

Turgon: none of our food. The Avari that've shown up here have certainly helped with our agriculture. They're the ones who showed the humans, did you know that? I always wondered how they learned to feed so many

Ecthelion: Well that's good to know.

Turgon: at the rate we're going, we're going to, well, flourish

Ecthelion: Thank goodness. We were a little touch and go there.

Turgon: ha. And all these fast-breeding humans we can forge into an army to fight Melkor...

Ecthelion: Hmm. There's a goal.

Turgon: I've got a few hundred years

Turgon: or longer, since Eol's dea--since history's changed

Ecthelion: Eol's what?

Turgon: no longer a problem

Ecthelion: Hmm.

Turgon: let's return to the rides...

Ecthelion: What did you do?

Turgon: *peering at his hands* Rescued my sister.

Ecthelion: And?

Turgon: Eol did not survive the rescue

Ecthelion: *low whistle* And you think *I* keep secrets.

Turgon: YES I am aware I am a giant hypocrite thank you

Ecthelion: Well.

Turgon: I only lost my temper on you because I was worried about my daughter *frowning down at his hands* Not the secrets, really

Ecthelion: Still. This is quite a secret.

Turgon: yeeeees. Well. Yes.

Ecthelion: Deciding who can live or die?

Turgon: you make it sound so monstrous

Turgon: he was irredeemable.

Turgon: we all would have died because of him

Ecthelion: *nods*

Turgon: ...it was the *smart* thing to do

Ecthelion: Better than all of us dying.

Turgon: *little nod* please don't tell Celegorm

Ecthelion: I'm not telling anyone.

Turgon: thank you

Ecthelion: You're welcome. It wouldn't be wise.

Turgon: I think I prefer festival planning

Ecthelion: It's a little less fraught.

Turgon: and the biggest consequence is cleaning up the leavings from the pony rides

Ecthelion: You can plan that one on your own.

Turgon: so helpful.