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[canyafinwe]

*heads into town to pick up a few provisions*

*doesn't trust the help to actually get the right sorts of food*

*has to have his Coco Puffs™*

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[mornaquilde]

*stomps past you*

[canyafinwe]

*STARES* *can't really help it* *it's like watching a car accident*

O.o Uhhhhh....

Morno?

[mornaquilde]

*spins around*

Oh. Hey there. >:D

[canyafinwe]

*opens and closes his mouth a few times*

...*ventures a guess*

Teenage rebellion?

[mornaquilde]

Nothing quite so crude. Merely an expression of the darker and more sinister side of human quendi nature.

[canyafinwe]

Ah. *nods his head* It suits you. In a way. In a odd, odd way.

...Does it itch?

[mornaquilde]

Nah. This is high quality makeup corpsepaint!

[canyafinwe]

That's cool. Well, as long as you're happy.

Christ Manwe, I sound like someone's parent. >.< So what else is new? I heard about the impending baby of doom.

[mornaquilde]

Yeah. Impending baby, the parents are fussing over Miril because she's really freaked out by it all AND she's had a growth spurt.

[canyafinwe]

She did? Wow, didn't hear about that. Must be exciting.

More or less vicious? *pauses* *nods* More.

[mornaquilde]

*fervent nodding*

Ohhh yeah. DEFINITELY more vicious.

She's very much Nana's daughter.

[canyafinwe]

*coughs* That, uh, can't be good. *kind of keeps a wary eye on the sky* She's not breeding ravens or anything, is she?

[mornaquilde]

Well. Not that I know of.

But Turin's teaching her to use a sword.

[canyafinwe]

That can't be good.

*won't be intimidated by a child!*

*yeah, right*

[mornaquilde]

I think I'm best off plying her with candy constantly.

[canyafinwe]

Sounds good. Really good.