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[tar_calion]

*Gets up after his far-too-much-excitement-induced nap.*

*Wanders around the Consulate, looking at the paintings and tapestries. Still thinks it looks gay.*

*Goes outside and sits on the front steps to watch the denizens of his new home go about their business.*

Eru. Lookit all the elves. :S

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[mornaquilde]

*drops by the consulate with some books to give to Miriel for Adunathor*

[tar_calion]

What. The. HELL. Is that?

*Gives you a well funny look.*

[mornaquilde]

*gives you an equally weird look*

Uhm... Hey. Kid. Is Miriel around? Or Gimilkhad?

[tar_calion]

Maybe. Who's asking?

Miriel

*Absently wonders why you'd want to see that whiny little cry-baby with the poodle-hair.*

[mornaquilde]

Mornaquilde? Son of Caranthire... only it's Caranthir these days...

[tar_calion]

Caranthir Fëanorion? Didn't realise he had a son...

*Figures he'd better stand up and be polite if he's dealing with aristocracy.*
*Introduces himself formally*

Pharazôn, thôr'nGimilkhâd.

[mornaquilde]

Oh, well, he's usually a she these days, but yeah, he's got three sons actually and a daughter and...

...

I'm sorry, did you just say your name was Pharazon?

[tar_calion]

he's usually a she these days

Huh!?

Yes. Pharazôn, grandson of the King. *haughty sniff* Why?

[mornaquilde]

SHIT! YOU'RE BACK!!! :D

[tar_calion]

*can't be sure if that's a smile or a grimace*

ARGH! *jumps back and instinctively goes for his knife...which he doesn't have*

Attô! There's a really weird looking elf out here, and he's yelling at me, shall I sic the guards on him!?

[mornaquilde]

*holds his hands up and takes a step back*

Ah. You don't remember me.

[tar_calion]

I knew the white, black-eyed spikey individual?

Um. No? I don't?

[mornaquilde]

You... used to be pretty good friends with my mother. And me. I used to help terrify your uncle by talking about Sporks.

[tar_calion]

Ohhh. Right. *smirks slightly at the spork thing* If I let you know about my uncle's spork thing, you must be pretty okay.

So, I was friends with elves? And my dad was okay with this?

[mornaquilde]

Well... I'm only half elf. I'm also half maia. But... well.

Tell me. When you hear the word "elf" what do you think? Honestly.

[tar_calion]

*Shrugs* I dunno. I'd never met one before now.

Eru and the Valar favour them over us. They're immortal, they don't get sick, they can sail to the West any time they like...

*Looks slightly troubled and conflicted, as though he's reciting something he's been taught, parrot-fashion.*