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[_daeron]

Don't believe this. Why does this kind of thing always happen to me? First Luthien, now Ingwe. It's not fair! ;_;

I think I'll go angst by the seashore. Just like the old days.*

((*But seeking Luthien in despair he wandered upon strange paths, and passing over the mountains he came into the East of Middle-earth, where for many ages he made lament

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[maglor_harper]

*wandering along the shore, singing a lament for an ant he trod on or something*

*peers*

Is that Daeron?

[_daeron]

*plays a plaintive, lilting melody on his flute, failing to notice anything else*

*aNGsTs* ;_;

[maglor_harper]

:O

He's angsting! Angsting by the sea! That's my bit! THE BASTARD IS STEALING MY BIT!

HEY! >:|

[_daeron]

*stops*

What? What have I done now?

[maglor_harper]

*flails his arms*

THIS! Angsting by the waves, that's MY niche, not yours. You're the over-romantic, tootling pansy, I'm the handsome shoreside singer surrounded by a tragic aura. Stop trying to muscle in on my territory, piss off and write some sarabande for a chick to dance to! Go on! Be off with you!

[_daeron]

I was angsting by the waves long before you were, Feanorian. I'm the trail-blazer in this area, you're the imitator, you piss off.

[maglor_harper]

That may be but I perfected it. I'm the one that everyone thinks of when they think of shore-side musical angsting. So just go back to your niche and leave mine alone.

*folds his arms and taps his foot*

MY shore! Go'way!

[_daeron]

*sighs*

:(

[maglor_harper]

*le sigh*

Look. Daeron. She's married, she's not leaving Ereinion, get over it. Besides, lovesick maudlin ramblings just don't sell in today's market. Give it up.

[_daeron]

*mumbles* Notupset'boutLuthien.

*raises his flute to his lips again*

[maglor_harper]

Daeron has a life beyond obsessing about Luthien? Wow, who knew?

What then? Landlord kick you out of your bedsit bijou bachelor pad?

[_daeron]

*shakes his head*

...

Ingwe.

*plays* :'(

[maglor_harper]

Oh.

Oh. Umm...Hmmm.

I see.

*sits down on a handy rock*

[_daeron]

*stops playing again*

What? What's that look for? Don't say what look, THAT look!

[maglor_harper]

:\

Uhh, well, Daeron, you're not the first and you probably won't be the last is all.

[_daeron]

*scrutinises you closely*

You too? He did you too?

...

ERU FUCKING DAMMIT, IS THERE ANYONE HE HASN'T DONE THE NASTY WITH?

*Throws his flute in the drink* GAAH! >:|