Day 2

Mar 03, 2003 11:52

Well, uh. The responses just flooded on in, as well as some other responses. Things look to be going v. fine, and I plan on going to dinner with one Lady Primrose Gamgee. I hope that she is far nicer than her father.

As for the child support issue, Miss Lorie, I would highly recommend that you go to court over such a matter, and fight like a ( Read more... )

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rabidfangirl March 3 2003, 10:31:14 UTC
Miss Lorie? Miss Lorie?!

I AM LOSSEFALMELAEBETHTAURE RABID FANGIRL!!! FEAR ME!!!

*weeps in desolation*

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Uh. canonboz March 3 2003, 10:34:30 UTC
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Fears...just a little bit.

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Re: Uh. rabidfangirl March 3 2003, 12:08:52 UTC
*clings and soaks the front of his tunic with her hot tears*

I am but a poor incredibly svelte and sexy mother of three who has been abandoned by the men in her life!!! Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!

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Eheh. canonboz March 3 2003, 12:12:46 UTC
He blinks a few times at this sudden outburst, but then gently patpats and hugs Lorie.

There there. I'm sure that things will look up for you. You are a very beautiful woman, and the men who carelessly tossed you aside should be ashamed.

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Re: Eheh. rabidfangirl March 3 2003, 15:17:10 UTC
*wails*

My poor children and I are lost! Unwanted! Homeless!

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Re: Eheh. canonboz March 3 2003, 15:37:58 UTC
Continues to gently patpat her, and then quietly sighs, speaks in a comforting voice, and offers a small smile.

Hush dear, things will become better. They always do.

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Re: Eheh. rabidfangirl March 3 2003, 15:52:48 UTC
But where are we to stay?!

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Re: Eheh. canonboz March 3 2003, 16:24:30 UTC
A short pause, and he half-mutters to himself, just barely audible. I fear I am becoming too generous...He clears his throat, and then looks to Lorie. You may stay at the Steward's Quarters, until you can find accomadations of your own. Pat...pat, rueful smile to himself.

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((I almost feel sorry for him.)) rabidfangirl March 3 2003, 16:30:24 UTC
*clinggratefulweep*

Oh Lord Boromir, you are so generous! I don't know how to thank you!

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((*Laughs* So do I. Pretty soon the Quarters'll run out of rooms. :D)) canonboz March 3 2003, 16:42:42 UTC
Pat...pat.

It's...no problem at all, my dear.

Slightly strained smile.

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((There's a limit on rooms? MESPT physics. Constantly expanding dimensions. *wink*)) rabidfangirl March 3 2003, 16:50:14 UTC
*half-strangles him*

Oh thank you thank you thank you!!!

*releases*

Could you be a dear and help me get the children and their luggage to the quarters?

*starts piling bags on Boromir without waiting for his consent*

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((I dunno. Kinda...making it up as I go along, really. I like the dimensional theory, though. Heh.)) canonboz March 3 2003, 16:58:43 UTC
Chokes while she half-strangles him, and then gasps for air when she releases. Eyeing the luggage, he holds a finger up as he leans over, hands on his knees, to catch his breath. Once that's done, he smiles that strained smile to Lorie, and then half-yelps as the luggage is piled on him, before he can say anything.

Ehehe...Pushes a bag over to the side slightly, on top of the pile, so that he can see over it to Lorie. ...just, uh, do your best to find somewhere else to stay as soon as you can? 'Smile, Boromir, you can do this. Just...put up with it,' he thinks to himself, sourly, even as he strains to carry all the bags to Lorie and the kids' new room.

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((Bwa ha ha.)) rabidfangirl March 3 2003, 17:07:01 UTC
My name is Lossefalmelaebethtaure, but everyone calls me Fangirl. You're so kind, Boromir.

*prances into the room, not even bothering to hold the door for Boromir as she flounces over the bed and sets her two half-elf children down before helping her little hinny up onto the mattress*

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((She's eeeeeeeeeval. Ahahaha, I like it.)) canonboz March 3 2003, 17:12:36 UTC
Pleasure...Fangirl.

Can't get to the door fast enough...and gets it slammed into his face as it closes, and he gets knocked over on his behind, the bags falling all over him and to the ground. He simply lays there a long moment, a groan escaping his lips.

'Not yet, Boromir, you can't kill her yet...'

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((*laughs uproariously* God what an image...)) rabidfangirl March 3 2003, 17:16:22 UTC
Oh Boromir!

*trots to the door and pushes it open, slamming a corner right into Boromir's knee*

Where are you dear?

*glances down*

Oh! There you are darling. Do get up off that dirty floor and come help me. That's a dear.

*snatches up the lightest bag and spins around, letting the door slam closed behind her*

((Have to leave in a few minutes, but I'll be back in an hour or so.))

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((*Laughs* Too funny.)) canonboz March 3 2003, 17:32:45 UTC
Cries in pain at the door knocking his knee - that'll hurt come morning - and bends it up to hold it in his hands, glares daggers at Fangirl. Speaks in a restrained tone, through clenched teeth. I -would-, but I am currently in unholy amounts of pain...Winces as pain shoots up through his leg, and growls quietly.

'Getting there...'

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