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I'm in Valinor now, staying with Nerdanel who is currently taking care of her youngest son Amras who is still... under the weather. Even though I'm Manwe's maia, I haven't actually visited his home or anything since he made me one, so I decided to drop by.
I found him slumped in front of the television with an empty martini glass in one hand and the opposite arm bound with a belt. I only stood there for about two seconds before he suddenly jerked awake and shouted, 'What, no! I wasn't shooting up, Varda, I swear!!' He looked at me confused with drool falling from the corner of his mouth for a few minutes before he finally recognised who I was.
'Oh, hi Thomomir. What's up, man?' he said.
'I'm staying here with Nerdanel for a while and I thought I'd visit. Um. Hi.'
He motioned towards the wall. 'Are you hungry? Help yourself... I got the munchies earlier today... or yesterday... or a few weeks ago... and made enough lasagna for sixteen people. It's still frozen in the fridge. Just heat up and help yourself.' At this point, he started to flick at his left arm and muttering, 'I know I have a good clean vein here somewhere.'
'I'm fine, Manwe, sir. I just wanted to visit you and see how you were. I'll come by later. Bye!'
And I rushed out. I wandered around some more and then Irmo came galloping up to me. He winked, flipped his hair, and sparkled his teeth at me and said, 'Have you ever considered staying here permanently and maybe investing in plastic surgery? Not for your eye, your eye is perfect but for your ears. Your voice is so sexalicious, especially when you're covering Bryan Ferry songs. So what do you say, hmm?'
At this point, I start backing up slowly and then I run away screaming.
At another point of the day, I also bumped into Orome and his decomposing collection of baby fetuses but I will not get into that.
I am currently hiding under the guest room bed in Mahtan's house.
I am frightened. Terribly, terribly frightened.
I found him slumped in front of the television with an empty martini glass in one hand and the opposite arm bound with a belt. I only stood there for about two seconds before he suddenly jerked awake and shouted, 'What, no! I wasn't shooting up, Varda, I swear!!' He looked at me confused with drool falling from the corner of his mouth for a few minutes before he finally recognised who I was.
'Oh, hi Thomomir. What's up, man?' he said.
'I'm staying here with Nerdanel for a while and I thought I'd visit. Um. Hi.'
He motioned towards the wall. 'Are you hungry? Help yourself... I got the munchies earlier today... or yesterday... or a few weeks ago... and made enough lasagna for sixteen people. It's still frozen in the fridge. Just heat up and help yourself.' At this point, he started to flick at his left arm and muttering, 'I know I have a good clean vein here somewhere.'
'I'm fine, Manwe, sir. I just wanted to visit you and see how you were. I'll come by later. Bye!'
And I rushed out. I wandered around some more and then Irmo came galloping up to me. He winked, flipped his hair, and sparkled his teeth at me and said, 'Have you ever considered staying here permanently and maybe investing in plastic surgery? Not for your eye, your eye is perfect but for your ears. Your voice is so sexalicious, especially when you're covering Bryan Ferry songs. So what do you say, hmm?'
At this point, I start backing up slowly and then I run away screaming.
At another point of the day, I also bumped into Orome and his decomposing collection of baby fetuses but I will not get into that.
I am currently hiding under the guest room bed in Mahtan's house.
I am frightened. Terribly, terribly frightened.