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[norolinde]

So I'm not having a baby yet cause everybody ELSE is having one due to circumstances completely within my control, but now nobody is visiting. God, I really hope I'm not *that* boring.

I'll do therapy! I'll do nails! I'll do girl-talk! But I won't do Melkor.

I may even get drunk and cuddle again so, dammit, here's your chance.

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[gorlim]

*wanders through with a wine bottle*

*offers* Drink? *grin*

[norolinde]

Hihi. :) Oooooooooonly a little bit, otherwise I tend to get a little giggly. Which is bad. I think.

[gorlim]

That's bad?

Last time I drank three bottles of wine anything, I remember something about saving the world and Hanild playing musical glasses and... uh... Halbarad told me the next morning that I smelled like Aragorn but I'm damned if I can remember what caused that.

*pours her a glass of wine* This is some good stuff. They know what to keep in royal palaces.

[norolinde]

Well, last time I got drunk I got very silly with Jade . . . yeah. Let's not go into detail. ¬.¬

Ahaha, are you a fun drunk, or do you get depressed? Cause I don't want you to be depressed.

::eyes the glass:: I've learned not to take it all at once. ::takes a sip:: Mmmmmm! Nice.

So what's up, just wanna drinking partner?

[gorlim]

Both. Either. Ummm... it depends. Usually I decide to save the world or something. >.<

Drinking partner. Yes, that sounds right.

*lifts glass and drinks* Sooooo.... where are you from, anyway?

[norolinde]

Awwww, but that's *cute*. Saving the world. I bet you could do it!

Can you still turn into that prickly thing? That's definitely weird.

::giggles:: o.O Where'm I from? Um. I think from Normal-Earth, but I've been here so long I really don't remember. And I'm not an elf! Everybody thinks I'm one cause of my name. Silly people. :) ::takes a big sip and makes a face:: :P

[gorlim]

Well, uh... I did sorta save the world.

*poof!* This prickly thing? *stands on back paws and laps wine from glass*

[norolinde]

Oooh. ::bites lip:: Sorry. I kinda didn't pay much attention to those things. Kinda cause I didn't know you back then. But now I do!

O.O ::falls over backwards and picks herself up awkwardly:: I have spilled wine on my shirt. Oopsie! All wet.

[gorlim]

*turns human again and pulls her to her feet* Sorry about that, my lady. *tries to help her clean the wine off*

[norolinde]

No use; I'm just going to have to change.

Um. ::blushes:: Turn around and don't look.

[gorlim]

uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh......... kay. *obediently turns around, hoping she didn't catch the goofy grin*

[norolinde]

I'm not supposed t'give you any ideas. Cause I'm too flirty for my own good. 's bad.

::stips quickly and throws on another shirt:: Okay, you can turn around. Where were we?

[gorlim]

*turns around* You don't need to give me ideas. My brain does that. Usually. *grin* We were... uh... determining that I remain occasionally prickly.

[norolinde]

You're a very naughty man, mister Gorlim. :) I'd give you a kiss but heaven knows I'm always the initiatior where that might lead.

Mmm. Prickly exterior, but a soft interior maybe? :D

[gorlim]

I am NOT naughty. I am a perfect gentleman. Nearly perfect. But if you want to kiss me, Ihave no objections.

And! I am not soft. *pouts*

[norolinde]

You never do, do you. ::smiles softly:: I'm afraid I'd be taking advantage of you in your current state, though. No proper defenses to throw up against me.

'sides! Some girls like getting chased and not doin' all the chasing.

. . . Maybe I should just spill s'more wine. ::wicked grin::

::pokes you in the stomach and giggles:: *There's* a little soft!