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[findarato]

*arrives home with Nellas in tow*

*hastily scoops a pile of architectural drawings off a chair and piles them on the floor*

*gestures Nellas towards a chair*

Amarie?

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[lady_nellas]

*can't believe she's actually IN his house*

*smiles and sits*

*brings out the poetry books she stashed in her bag just in case*

:)))

[findarato]

*eyes boggle at the books*

Are those First Age originals?

[lady_nellas]

*nods, flattered that he noticed*

They've had to be recovered once. But I couldn't part with them, I've made so many notes in the margins. :)

[findarato]

I know. My original copy of The Art and Architecture of Words got sort of ... soaked by my blood after the incident with the werewolf :(

[vanyar_amarie]

Hmm? :) *notices Nellas* Cute chick. Who is she? *grins wickedly*

[findarato]

*kisses her on the cheek*

I've missed you.

This is Nellas. She was the resident genius in Doriath :)

*raises one eyebrow*

[vanyar_amarie]

:) You should show her your wall-drawings.

*smiles sweetly*

[findarato]

*brightens instantly* Of course! I hope she won't think the spatial mechanics too basic, but...