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[_thuringwethil]

*steps out for a wander*

*eventually parks herself in a cafe, opting for a cappucino for a change from her regular diet*

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[_annatar]

*comes up to indulge his caffeine addiction*

*sees you and hesitates*

[_thuringwethil]

*nods politely at you*

[_annatar]

*approaches*

Hello.

[_thuringwethil]

And hello to you too.

Join me?

[_annatar]

Thank you, I will. *orders an espresso*

How are things?

[_thuringwethil]

Things are pretty good.

You?

[_annatar]

Things are quiet, which is fine.

[_thuringwethil]

Well, that's hardly surprising with me absent.

[_annatar]

Yes, no windows have shattered from high-pitched screaming lately. ;)

[_thuringwethil]

*takes a sip of her drink, smirking slightly*

[_annatar]

I don't really miss the dragon-reek either, but don't tell the worm I said that. ;)

[_thuringwethil]

Meh. He's happy enough. He's getting fatter, and he's enjoying drilling Melkie's orcs.

[_annatar]

*sighs*

I just hope Melkor has the sense to keep his toys inside.

[_thuringwethil]

Don't fret. He's just quietly massing his minions. And it feels like home.

[_annatar]

That's wonderful, really. I, for one, have had enough. It's gotten a bit tired for me.

[_thuringwethil]

I've noticed. That's why I had to get out of that environment.