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[kurufinwe]

*looks around*

Is the coast clear?

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[lord_feanor]

Yes, boy. You can come out now. *covert eyeroll*

[kurufinwe]

Ada, let's see how you handle it when Fingolfin turns into a lecherous little kid and spends his time hugging your knees and crying.

[lord_feanor]

It'd be Fingolfin. I'd concuss him and deposit him back with his poor wife. Or a gutter. Whichever I saw first.

[kurufinwe]

Nothing freaks you out, does it?

[mrs_maglor]

*finishes balancing her chequebook and comes out to find you*

How would you take to being dragged off somewhere expensive by your well-to-do woman for a couple of days? Somewhere with casinos perhaps?

[kurufinwe]

*g* I think I could handle that.

[mrs_maglor]

Fantastic. I'll sort out who's looking after the kids, and you can go pack.

You just look like you could do with a break.

[kurufinwe]

Sweet. :D