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[ingwiel]

*apparently has a brother*

*can't quite register that it's Gil-galad* :o

*goes for a walk*

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[caranthire]

*walks into you, reading a book on etymology and smoking a joint at the same time*

[ingwiel]

Oh, sorry, I--

[caranthire]

*shakes her head*

Bad habit of reading when I should look where I'm going.

[ingwiel]

No, no, it's okay.

*remembers you as the scary dungeon lady*

Thank you by the way. I'm sorry I never said thank you before. I was just so...

[caranthire]

*shrugs*

It's alright. I'd have done the same for anyone in the same situation.

Well... just about everyone. If that bastard had his hands wrapped around say, oh I don't know, Sauron's neck I'd probably have pissed myself laughing.

[ingwiel]

*runs his hand through his hair in a gesture reminiscent of his bastard of a father*

Well. Thank you anyway.

[caranthire]

You alright after that? You've clearly never seen much violence, have you.

[ingwiel]

*shakes his head* No.

[caranthire]

Yeah. Kind of happens around here.

Blessed realm my arse.

*sits down and pulls out a bottle of wine*

Want a drink?

[ingwiel]

Oh. No thank you. :)

[caranthire]

*raises an eyebrow without too much menace*

Have you ever had a drink?

[ingwiel]

Oh, yes. I just don't drink much.

[caranthire]

Ah. Just checking. Well, if you fancy a sip feel free. It's expensive stuff. I tend not to binge massively on it. I just like skulking outdoors with a decent glass of wine and a large book to unwind as well as wild uninhibted sex.

[ingwiel]

Oh. I like the book part of that. :) *knows nothing about the bit in strike-outs*

[caranthire]

*perks up slightly*

Yeah. I'm a compulsive bookworm and depressingly cynical intellectual a good portion of the time. Christ, I don't even like kids that much and I'm helping my niece learn to read just because it's KNOWLEDGE.

*figured as much, looking as innocent as you do*

[ingwiel]

I've barely started working my way through my fa-... I mean, Ingwe's library but it's amazing.