Welcome to Gondolin!

Theoden: *shows up at Fingon's with a bag of groceries* *knock knock* Fiiingoon remember I was comiiiing I didn't bring the caaaat

Fingon: *goes to get the door* Hey! Oh good the cat is...yeah. We don't work well together do we?

Theoden: I think he thinks he's my chaperone. In as much as a cat thinks anything besides murder and licking themselves. *comes in* Ready to learn what Rohirrim eat instead of hunks of dead animal?

Fingon: I'm game. *leads him over to the kitchen where he's set things out and has a little table done and everything*

Theoden: *pulls out the ingredients* I had to get a little creative, different climate, different food, but... *eyes it* You know what? Let's just make cookies.
( Cooking, snuggling, and discussing the issue of him wanting to fuck his cousin )


I'm not sure exactly what I'm doing about Fingon and his cousin. I just want Fingon to stop feeling bad. The problem is, while I feel comfortable approaching Feanor for Feanor things, I... there's no way I'm going near one of his sons with my track record, especially with questions like THAT.

So me and Dred are moving out of the apartments to a cottage. The cottage seems fruitful, what with the garden sprouting silmarils and all that, but hopefully in the future it'll stick to things like herbs and beans.

Some of our shift's come to help us move, and Dagnir is helping by trying to take people out whenever they're carrying a heavy box. It's a fun game of 'don't step on the cat because the cat will remove your leg at the knee'.

The cottage comes with furniture, so mostly what we're moving is my books, I've sort of accumulated a lot of them learning about this world and what's going on, and clothes and stuff like that. All of Dred's stuff fit in one box.

There's jussst enough of us that we should be able to get everything to the cottage in one trip and then have beer and whatever food we finally manage to decide on on the way.

The cottage itself is to the north, and near enough to the wall that it'll be an easy walk to go up and look out at the lake and mountains from the walls whenever I feel like it. I've been telling Dred about the giant shadows that live in the water, because I like seeing him go all big eyed.

It's further to the guard station, but with the vehicles they're working on for us, that might not be a problem at some point. Or I could learn how to use a bike. Given how little traffic this area receives, that's actually a possibility since there'll be less people to watch me fall on my face.

...still feeling pretty down about what went down with the silmaril, but wiser people than me have been advising me to just let go and not do something stupid like start a private war with a Feanorian over it.