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[_namo]

*finds several dusty stacks of hand-written animal classification cards in the basement*

*dumps all of them into a couple of enormous boxes and demanifests with the junk over to Turgon's charred former abode*

*likes the décor but doesn't see anybody around, so...*

*reappears on Fingolfin's doorstep and materializes paper and pencil*

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[bastard_irmo]

Namo? What the hell're you up to?

[_namo]

Helping elfies, as usual! :D

[bastard_irmo]

Help? How? Can I help? :D

[_namo]

Um...I don't think so. Turgon wanted to see my rehousings portfolio, s'all. I forgot what a nice portfolio it is. :D

[bastard_irmo]

Oh. Right.

Bah. I'm bored...

Any parties we can gatecrash?

[_namo]

No deathday parties, anyway. *sulk* And I don't think the elfies like having us around their parties. :(

But if you come over and convince some cranky souls to answer my summons, I'll cut you in on the good stash. :)

[bastard_irmo]

Hmm... well... we could always find someone who wants to PARTY WITH THE GODS THEMSELVES at a sekrit special party. Or something.

But not at mine. The wife'll get pissed off if people start rifling through her drugs.

[_namo]

We can't bring them HERE. They'd all start wailing and gnashing their teeth and wanting to know how they died. :(

Maybe Lórien?

[bastard_irmo]

Hmmm... nah. We'd get sued if the flytraps ate 'em.

[_namo]

Taniquetil? Ormie's woods? Alquaswanpeople's? :S

[bastard_irmo]

...

Hehhehehe... partying wtih the Noldor in Swanfuckerland.

[_namo]

C'mon. It's perfect! They can do some more kinslaying! :D :D :D

[bastard_irmo]

.... is that a good thing or a bad thing?

[_namo]

GOOD, DUH! :D

...

Or is it bad? :( Either way, that's all I got.

[bastard_irmo]

Eh. Rent the pub and have a piss up because Valar don't have birthdays?

[_namo]

*mental shrug* Sounds good to me.

Who will we invite? :) You should do the inviting cuz, again...well, you know. :S