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[_elemmire]

::heads out for a leisurely stroll in the park which may be followed by some retail therapy if the mood strikes her::

::walks past the ashes of Turgon's house, catches the latest gossip that Caranthire's in-laws are back in town, is told that Curufin's son has decided to show up for the third bloody time and some Valar are being sued by an angry

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[gwinwuvsfin]

*ambles by*

*sees blond hair out the corner of his eye and automatically turns his head to look at you*

...

*nods disappointedly politely at you*

[_elemmire]

::nods to you just as disappointedly politely, having realized that you are neither Fingon nor Ingwe...as far as she can remember::

'ello. Have we met before?

[gwinwuvsfin]

*stops and stares*

I don't believe so. I'm Gwindor.

[_elemmire]

::shades her eyes with a dainty hand and looks up at you::

Gwindor, hmm? Sounds very first age-y. I'm Elemmire.

[gwinwuvsfin]

Charmed, I'm sure. *offers his hand*

It ought to. I saw plenty of the First Age I'd like to forget. :S

Hmm...she might look like Fin if I squinted really hard...

[_elemmire]

::takes your hand and shakes it softly before letting go horrified by the calluses on your skin::

::tries to appear sympathetic::

Were your lands looted and plundered by Morgoth? :\

::thinks your right side kinda reminds her of Fingon::

[gwinwuvsfin]

Oh yes, our lands and...well...me. :S

ButI'drathernottalkaboutthatifyoudon'tmind. :/

So what do you do around these parts?

[_elemmire]

::feels bad for your sake but instead of doing something trite like turning her smile upside down and giving her frown lines, makes some space on the bench for you to sit::

It'sokay. Your problems can never be as devastating as mine anyway.

I do nothing take part in some charities, make music, shop, advocate female liberation and generally exist in quietude. You?

[gwinwuvsfin]

*doesn't really get much sympathy from this lot, anyway*

That all sounds deadly boring delightful. I...erm, well, just odd hobbies here and there. Mostly involving stalking my girlfriend. :S

Say...would you like to have a drink or something?

Not quite the right shade of blond, but she'll do for the moment.

[_elemmire]

::looks at you from head to toe, visually trying to calculate the worth of your current attire and wondering what people would say if she is seen in your company::

::decides it is better if she should take you SHOPPING first::

...I was just heading off to buy a scarf, hmm? Why don't you come along and we'll go for a drink afterwards?

::manages to conjure up her sweetest smile reserved for speshul occassions::

[gwinwuvsfin]

...

Okay. Sure. I've got nothing better to do anyway.

*follows you*

[_elemmire]

::takes you to the nearest boutique::

::orders up an army of shopping assistants to grab you select a wide array of clothes::

...go and try 'em on while I pick a scarf, 'k?

::can't pick between off-white and cream::

OME, decisions.

[gwinwuvsfin]

*feels mildly discombobulated as store clerks drag him this way and that around the store*

Um...okay? 0_o

*goes to the dressing room and dutifully tries everything on*

*emerges sometime later with a puzzled expression on his face*

[_elemmire]

::looks at you closely to try and see if the new clothes look good on you::

Hmmm...

::takes your hand, turns you right and then next::

Dark colours suit you. Most definitely.

::waves a hand imperiously to the store clerks::

Pack 'em all.

[gwinwuvsfin]

*blushes under your scrutiny*

*watches the store clerks flutter about*

I thought...that is...you...

...scarf? :S

[_elemmire]

::crosses her arms and smiles a bit triumphantly at your transformation::

::shrugs softly::

Cream...off-white...all of them are so last season. I thought a few clothes would do you good.

...you don't mind, do you? :\

::doesn't see how free clothes would EVER be unwelcome to anyone::