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[hildthewild]

So, operation Get Firiel Out Of Frealaf's Life is underway. Or will be as soon as I can find someone to help me, because really, the less involvement I actually have in this whole thing the better.

*goes off in search of an accomplice*

Comments

[vanthene]

Oh why not. Might be fun.

[hildthewild]

Mmmm. Not entirely sure you're worth the trouble.

[vanthene]

I don't think you're going to get too many other volunteers. Besides, as long as I'm ruining Firiel's life, I'm not ruining your niece's.

[hildthewild]

Point.

Now, I just want her miserable. Not dead. Just get her away from my boy.

[vanthene]

Your boy. He'll be a problem and I'm assuming you want me to leave him alone?

[hildthewild]

Absolutely. Stay away from him. Focus on her.

[vanthene]

Well, it's not like I'm going to go up and ask him how he's doing. He'd kill me without thinking twice about it.

Not to worry. Smiles. I'll leave him out of it.

[hildthewild]

You'd better, or I'll gouge your eyes out and use them for ping-pong balls.

[vanthene]

They wouldn't bounce very well, but I would expect something as equally unpleasant.

Shall I get started right away?

[hildthewild]

Well, the wedding's in about a month, so anytime before then.

[vanthene]

Spiffy. One unhappy Numenorean, coming up.