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[canyafinwe]

*finishes with his misadventures in crossbow-land and heads over to the House of Feanor to see how Lindórië's doing and whine about how he doesn't really like weapons but doesn't want to let his daddy down omg*

*brings roast chicken for everyone else*

:S

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[lindorie]

*Twitch twitch twitch*

Hello. How are you? :S

[canyafinwe]

Uh. Great! I brought... chicken.

*frowns at the twitching*

How're you holding up? :\

[lindorie]

A little better. Ada's awake but Lasgal's going into tantrum melt-down. His routine's all upset and that's never good for a kid his age.

[canyafinwe]

Yeah, I can imagine it would be hard. It's good that your Ada's awake, though. We were all worried about him.

*shrugs* Maybe you should just take Lasgal to see you Dad. I'm sure he's pretty scared and confused. It might not be nice, but it'd probably calm him down.

[lindorie]

It's just Daer-ada said he was looking, well, not exactly like an oil-painting. Didn't know if it might freak him out even more. :\

*looks at the unfortunate chicken* What happened?

[canyafinwe]

Oh. Well. You could go ask him if he thinks it's okay.

*rubs the back of his neck* *blushes* Ada thought it was time I learned how to use a crossbow. Olive Oyl never saw it coming.

[lindorie]

*blinks and stares at poor Olive.*

You did that?

[canyafinwe]

Well. Not on purpose. Apparently I'm not exactly a natural.

Don't really know that I want to be. :\

[lindorie]

Well, just because you're Feanorian that doesn't mean you have to be dead mad keen on weapons. I'm not, neither's Elros, Miro's only interested in them as a technical forging excercise.

You could...do...erm, free range chickens? Organic farming? No?

[canyafinwe]

Yeah, but Ada seemed really excited about teaching me. And, uh, he wasn't exactly thrilled when Olive Oyl bit it.

I just don't want to disappoint, you know?

[lindorie]

You wouldn't disappoint him...okay he might be a little let down but you're not him. He's got to accept that. :(

[canyafinwe]

I at least want to learn to use it. :\ My sister can use one and she's good. I don't think I'll ever be all gung-ho about it, though. I'd rather, I don't know, feed the chickens or walk in the park or feed the chickens in the park. Or, you know, do something that makes me sound like more of a loser.

[lindorie]

Yeah, I mean you might improve, you might get to like it, you never know.

*sighs* Why does missing a target with a crossbow make you a loser? So you haven't decided what to do with your life, everyone goes through that. I BET it happens to everyone, even people like Daer-ada. The stuff about Daer-ada being a great forger and skilled and inventing writing systems all goes into the history books because it's interesting. No one wants to hear about his difficult teen years where he bunked off all his meetings with his careers advisor and didn't know what to do with himself.

[canyafinwe]

*laughs*

That's one way to think about it, yeah. *grins* Besides, I bet Daer-ada's never helped a disgusting, ugly, sick-looking baby chick out of its shell.

[lindorie]

I bet Daer-ada's never helped a baby chick out of its shell.

*grins* Awwww. :D

[canyafinwe]

*blushes* Shush, you.

*coughs* So, yes, that's the woeful tale of Olive Oyl. May she rest in peace, etc.