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[lalaith_]

::is nursing a cold::

::goes out to buy some ice cream anyway and think about recent events::

::wishesherbrotherwasaorund:: ;_;

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[morwen_elfsheen]

*is working on paperwork in the cafe*

*smiles at you* At least she doesn't suspect anything...

[lalaith_]

::walks in looking rather miserable::

::still doesn't know who you are due to lack of interaction::

::tucks a strand of hair behind her ear::

...hey. Hullo. Do you sell ice cream?

[morwen_elfsheen]

*comes up to the counter next to you*

Hey. I'll buy it, I can put it on Finwe's credit card. It'll save you Caranthire bitching about you buying ice-cream when you have a cold ;)

[lalaith_]

::sits down heavily on a stool and nods::

...or maybe put it on grandpa Feanor's credit card. He's nice. But that's a secret. :)

::thinks you look familiar::

Do I know you? You...remind me of someone.

[morwen_elfsheen]

I'm Brethil. I live with you at Caranthire's? ;)

It's the make-up. People tell me it changes the way I look.

[lalaith_]

::the name doesn't ring a bell::

Ooooh...yes, yes. I'm sorry, I've been in a sort of haze for the last couple of days.

The make-up looks quite fetching. How old are you again? :)

[morwen_elfsheen]

About twelve in this body. But I'm rehoused - I think I was older before.

*glares at the ice-cream attendant to pack the ice-cream faster*

*his eyes go glassy as his moves become automated, almost faster than the eye can follow*

[lalaith_]

Twelve? aaah, that's a nice age. I was twelve myself not too long ago. ;)

::notices the exchange between you and the attendant and arches an eyebrow at your show of authority::

::is highly amused yet slightly disturbed by the response of the much older attendant::

...well. you certainly know how to put someone in their place. Share ice cream with me?

[morwen_elfsheen]

It's all for you. I don't do ice-cream. Except when it's home-made - a good cook has to taste all she makes :)

*is quoting her old cooking maxim unawares*

[lalaith_]

::gapes in surprise before she starts laughing::

You know what? You sounded just like my...

...mother? Don't be ridiculous, Lalaith.

Someone I knew. Long ago. But still. You have to lighten up. And stay away from the germs. ;)

[morwen_elfsheen]

*TWITCHES*

By the sound of your voice, you need to keep away from them too ;)

I do hope you're planning on tea with lemon after the ice-cream.

[lalaith_]

I do. I actually ran out of my germs-b-gone spray and was thrown into a swimming pool filled with cold water.

::pauses and adds hurriedly::

I mean...I tripped and fell in. And I will. Tea with lemon it is.

[morwen_elfsheen]

*finds the Maternal Rage (TM) amplified by the ring*

*soft as steel in velvet* Who threw you in?

[lalaith_]

::finds herself strangely intimidated by the tone of your voice::

ummm...well, we were just having fun and...he didn't know that I don't know how to swim...mmm...Morno.

[morwen_elfsheen]

>.< >:|

Right. As soon as you're healthy, swimming lessons.

[lalaith_]

::thinks it highly strange that you should be so concerned::

Um, yes. Thanks for the suggestion. Morno said we'd work on that or something.

::rubs her nose and throws away the soaked tissue::