Log: This is almost functional!
*is, let's say, outside, having a one-man stargazing picnic*
*he does that sometimes! comes wandering outside because that's what he does these days, though looking out before going to make sure there's no Finrod anywhere this time*
*nope, just a mini-Finrod, propped up on his elbows a bit away from the light of the house, who looks over when the door opens*
*almost looks worried that it is Finrod! and then relaxes. minutely. though he probably looks even tenser than when cousin saw him last, stepping out onto the porch*
*oh, lovely* *nods in his direction, then*
*nods back, considering whether or not to bother the cousin, decides to by saying* I hope you're being careful out by yourself after dark. *and he's not. of course not. :|*
*way to harsh his mellow. but it isn't really harshed, he's in a good mood for once /finally/, and lightly:* I'm not by myself now, am I?
*blink, good point* I guess not. *is just persistently melancholy these days! and now flaily to boot. that conversation was full of epic /awkward!/*
*has been too! and probably will be again as soon as anyone mentions the awkward, but /at the moment/...* So there. *gesutres him over with a jerk of the head*
*comes over, then, and sits down - awww, Angy* So there? *almost amused*
So your concern, while touching, is now misplaced. I have sandwiches. *rummages in the things he's brought and holds one out*
---sandwiches? *seems a little bewildered but takes one* ...thanks.
*so Angy being more or less his normal self is even more confusing than Angy being all stressed and frustrated. awesome* Peanut-butter and bananas. *meaning the sandwich. because he is /five/*
*awwwww.* *well - yes, it is! he's always confused when people act normally around him. He's so used to the awkward and/or the absolute hatred!* *almost a smile* I see.
*is bad at doing issues right, it's unfortunate, which explains the flicker of a grin at the almost-smile. don't worry, though, we're sure the awkward will come around again soon enough* *especially when he asks -- and he /knows/ he will probably regret asking it, but there isn't much for it when you care--* So how're you?
I'm f - all right. *has been working on changing words!*
*it isn't the /word/, it's the sentiment behind it* Mhm?
*nod - it's true! so true. so totally completely true.* Mmmhm.
Hm. *and sometimes, he just isn't up for pressing it, so here's a new and untested approach* All right.
*blink asldkfjlsdkfj what?* *blink stare* You're agreeing with me?
*...ha* Should I not be?
*asldkfd you're confusing him!* --of course not. *meaning you should be. right. wait, what?* *doesn't look or sound at all sure of himself*
--You don't look or sound at all sure of yourself. *needs to try this approach more often!* Why not?
Why not what? *is confused now and trying not to blurt out incriminating things*
*aww* Why shouldn't I -- or should, I think we've got a little lost in negatives -- be agreeing with you, exactly?
*incriminating here meaning guilty things* Because - *is still a little baffled* ---I talked to Findarato again today. *oops, dammit. shuts his mouth*
*that was quick! and /now/ we've harshed his mellow* So I shouldn't be. *sigh* And?
And nothing. It was fine. *:\ and more guilt inducing! and now we're sorry for harshing his mellow, so says* You didn't have to ask. *:\\*
*seriously doubts the fine in any sense, but don't worry about the mellow* Sure I did. *a touch uncomfortably*
*just a headshake* No, you didn't, you were doing all right and now you're - *but now he's going on a guilt trip again! looks guilty. cough. we mean embarrassed.*
*stares* /I/ was--? *compared to the rest of you, is never anything /but/ doing all right. is certainly not the one here basically in the middle of a nervous breakdown* Whatever, I ask because I genuinely want to know, and Tyelkormo, I'm not so fragile I can't hear the truth.
*asdlfk /why?/* I never said that you were. *looking at his feet*
*because he cares! about you and whatever the hell is going on between you and his brother these days* *somewhat less abrasively* Then don't try to pass it off as your reason for regretting telling it.
*I just don't like making people who aren't already dysfunctional dysfunctional via my issues! doesn't say that.* You're not /supposed/ to worry about me. *:\*
*but you aren't making him dysfunctional; tonight you've done a grand total of dampening a good mood* I know.
*psssh* --------what? *you're doing it again!*
*well, Tyelko isn't wrong /all/ the time* I'm well aware of it. That doesn't seem to be having much of an effect.
*just most of the time* *little frown because that just doesn't make sense* What - how- *gives up. sigh.* Never mind.
*cousins, so dense* Haven't we been over this? I'm really bad at 'supposed to', with you; you're probably going to have to get used to it.
*twitch; but getting used to it is so /awkward!* *and mostly this one, but yes* ...all right. *even if it's confusing as /hell!/*
*doesn't mind being confusing, it keeps issuetastic cousins on their toes* Good, now stop making me say it. *even if he doesn't sound as grudging and embarassed as the other several times he's been forced to say ilikeyouokayshutup*
*just a little nod, okay, if you say so. :\ goes back to looking melancholy.*
*let's put a smile on that face? imean* All right, so, then when you say 'It was fine,' you mean--.
---*it was awkward* ...it was about as good as can be expected.
As opposed to as bad as could be expected? *because that's a lot of room for a healthy imagination*
*:\* *he kind of rubbed my face in the guilty that's already pretty awful!* It was all right.
*would not know whether or not to be totally opposed to that :/* Good? *we guess?*
*mmph. oh yeah, and then there was that stupid little round glass thing that's screwing with my brain!*
*\o/!*
*just kind of nods*
*goes :/*
*flails* Don't - it was - it was awkward, but it wasn't /that/ bad. *comparatively to some /other/ things!*
*stops going :/, as it seems to upset him* Good, then. *at least you're just not getting anywhere, instead of getting worse!*
*that's /rig - wait.* *miserableface* Yeah.
*akllkjsdf, miserableface. shh* Yeah what?
Nothing, I'm - *wait, that never seems to work! look of consternation* ---fine.
*are you just courting the inevitable Hulk Smash now? is that your new plan to get yourself killed?* *gives him a mildly distressed look* Right, yes, I forgot.
*the what?* *aldkjsflkf not the mildly distressed look!* ---it's just - *gaaah!* - I don't know what /happened./
*the time when someone says they're fine when they aren't once too often and Angrod finally goes totally Bruce Banner on you all. only not really, but it'd be funny* With--?
*XD Oh right, that.* Little - thing. *looks unhappy!*
*the unhappy keeps making him want to hug him or something, but he has LIMITS OKAY :(* ---You've lost me, I think. There were more inexplicable things?
*and it would be so confusing! looks down* ...It was just a little glass thing.
What did it do?
*cringes a little* It... *made me realize how much of a bastard I've been?*
*--wouldn't necessarily mind him realizing that. but* *frowns, you're being worrying*
*awkward shift*
It made me - *blurt* see things. About myself.
...Oh. *aewsdif, must have been unpleasant*
*to say the least! shuts his mouth and goes back to looking unhappily at his feet*
*:////* What did-- *breaks off. bit of an intrusive question, isn't it*
*a bit, and there's still some of that lingering compulsion to babble about it! tries not to. that would probably count as bothering cousin things and it's /embarrassing/ :\*
*embarassing we'll grant you. need to stop worrying about bothering him, though* *just sighs, though* Sorry.
*headshake* It's fine. *quickly* *psssh, but that would be silly.*
Not really, no. *when are things /ever/ fine, that people think it's a reasonable thing to claim?*
You don't have to apologize. *that's my job!*
*it is, but* You don't have a monopoly on it. I meant in general, though.
*looks at him, a little worried* What's the matter? *because something else to talk about, right?*
Oh, nothing. Just, honestly, do you even /remember/ the last time things were fine?
*blink* ---no, not really.
And yet you keep saying it. *are you hoping if you say it enough times it'll have no choice but to be true?*
*maybe a little!* ---because I don't want - *stops, looking a bit stubborn* --you don't have to worry about it.
Yes, I /know/. *that's what makes me so nice! 0:D* We've been over that. You don't want what?
*you to get caught up in /my/ messes! they're mine!* *and asdlfk the agreeing thing just confuses him* ---It's not your responsibility. *I'm not, that is*
*well, apparently Celegorm is /his/ mess, don't ask him he doesn't know either* I know. I'm pretty much interfereing where I have no business; you could get mad about that if you wanted to.
*sldkjf;sldfaysdfljdl flails! but isn't getting mad about it, is getting unhappy about it* That's not it, it's just that you shouldn't be - *gaaaah* *gives up* Never mind.
*if he did, it wouldn't actually /help/, but it's the principle of the thing* I /know/ that; you and my vestigial better judgement could start a club. How many more times are we going to have this conversation?
*probably until I get back from parties with Morgoth in little bits! :D* *almost amused, almost scowled* Until it makes sense.
*.....oh, /joy/* ---I promise, when I figure it out you'll be the first to know.
*so much happy!* *flicker of a not quite smile*
I hope...have you spoken to your sister?
*gratified, a little, at the not-quite smile* I have.
...*pause* ....and? *what's /up?/*
*just a little grimace, not a serious one* As far as the acting strange goes, she's only doing the same thing I am. *would say: and therefore isn't going crazy, but. well*
*except how evidently that runs in the family or something.* And the rest of it? *because we're not going to go diving back into that conversation today*
*liking Celegorm is genetic!* The foreboding? She won't say. *tiny bit put out by that; would like to /know/ if something horrible is going to happen, for preparation purposes*
*:\\* It's not about you. *----wait, didn't say that >.<*
*looks up sharply* What?
*silence on the Tyelko front, scowling at his feet*
---She told you that?
*a little nod* *I didn't /ask/ of course not*
I-- *sits back* All right. *now he gets to worry about everyone /else/, yay!*
*except Celebrimbor, he got ruled out too!*
*oh, good, we like Celebrimbor*
*we do too!* *so* Or Tyelpinquar.
*if Cleeg ever babysat him, probably helped* *looks relieved* --Are we going to have to go by process of elimination?
You can try, I didn't have any more luck than that.
*just might!* We'll see. *and just goes :/, as isn't prepared to complain about how his sister won't tell him what to expect, not to him*
*is just glad Angy's going to be okay! didn't think that.* Wish /you/ luck.
*awww, Tyelko <3* Mm. I imagine we're going to need it. *:/*
*what? there is nothing to see here, move along.* She's so stubborn. *pot calling kettle black, yo!*
*sharp sideways look* In terms of whatever's going to happen. Also, you're one to talk.
*well but what I have to say isn't /important!/* ...
*that's not the point! you don't complain about my sister to me, a, and b, especially not about something you have in spades. and diamonds and hearts and clubs as well*
---sorry. *blame the melancholy! sudden fit of apologizing, or something.*
*aww, look, it's not so hard, is it?* What for?
*well, when it's Angys! Not so much when people /rub things in your face ow/* ---*isn't even sure he knows* -----everything?
*to be fair, he kind of deserves it maybe a little* Don't-- you don't need to apologise to me. *uncomfortably*
*well, /yes/* ---*do so! :\\*
--- *>.> :/*
*aldhsfd* Don't look at me like that!
Like what?
*flails, a bit* --that.
*just confused!* But I'm not--! --Sorry?
*flails /more/* Don't /you/ apologize.
---All right. *when did this conversation get so weird?*
*Tyelko says the fact that they're talking at all is weird, but he's biased or something.* *just a nod, good, I don't need any more awkward right now!*
*Angy just has weird opinions on Tyelko and apologies and Tyelko needing to apologize to /him/ -- namely, that he shouldn't -- but doesn't really want to /voice/ those opinions, as he somehow suspects they're flawed* *just shakes his head, no, I don't either*
*Tyelko thinks so! but of course neither of them is at this point in time very qualified to judge* ---I hope you've been all right? *change of subject yay!*
*well, it's based in the way he wasn't around for any of it and totally missed out on the associated trauma, but whether or not the logic holds up past that point is definitely up for debate* --Yes. *mildly amused, hello subject change, not that he's been doing much /besides/ having weird and unadvisable conversations with the cousin*
*he /should/ be! is so good at subtlety, also, most definitely* ...good. *pause* ........Edrahil's here. *and /that's/ why no more awkward needed*
--- *pause* I heard.
Oh.
*rather likes Edrahil! he's sane and makes Finrod happy and that's great. but yeah, awkward subject* *goes :/* -Did you meet?
----sort of. *yes, it is good, we'll take that! but awkward.*
*he does that sometimes! comes wandering outside because that's what he does these days, though looking out before going to make sure there's no Finrod anywhere this time*
*nope, just a mini-Finrod, propped up on his elbows a bit away from the light of the house, who looks over when the door opens*
*almost looks worried that it is Finrod! and then relaxes. minutely. though he probably looks even tenser than when cousin saw him last, stepping out onto the porch*
*oh, lovely* *nods in his direction, then*
*nods back, considering whether or not to bother the cousin, decides to by saying* I hope you're being careful out by yourself after dark. *and he's not. of course not. :|*
*way to harsh his mellow. but it isn't really harshed, he's in a good mood for once /finally/, and lightly:* I'm not by myself now, am I?
*blink, good point* I guess not. *is just persistently melancholy these days! and now flaily to boot. that conversation was full of epic /awkward!/*
*has been too! and probably will be again as soon as anyone mentions the awkward, but /at the moment/...* So there. *gesutres him over with a jerk of the head*
*comes over, then, and sits down - awww, Angy* So there? *almost amused*
So your concern, while touching, is now misplaced. I have sandwiches. *rummages in the things he's brought and holds one out*
---sandwiches? *seems a little bewildered but takes one* ...thanks.
*so Angy being more or less his normal self is even more confusing than Angy being all stressed and frustrated. awesome* Peanut-butter and bananas. *meaning the sandwich. because he is /five/*
*awwwww.* *well - yes, it is! he's always confused when people act normally around him. He's so used to the awkward and/or the absolute hatred!* *almost a smile* I see.
*is bad at doing issues right, it's unfortunate, which explains the flicker of a grin at the almost-smile. don't worry, though, we're sure the awkward will come around again soon enough* *especially when he asks -- and he /knows/ he will probably regret asking it, but there isn't much for it when you care--* So how're you?
I'm f - all right. *has been working on changing words!*
*it isn't the /word/, it's the sentiment behind it* Mhm?
*nod - it's true! so true. so totally completely true.* Mmmhm.
Hm. *and sometimes, he just isn't up for pressing it, so here's a new and untested approach* All right.
*blink asldkfjlsdkfj what?* *blink stare* You're agreeing with me?
*...ha* Should I not be?
*asldkfd you're confusing him!* --of course not. *meaning you should be. right. wait, what?* *doesn't look or sound at all sure of himself*
--You don't look or sound at all sure of yourself. *needs to try this approach more often!* Why not?
Why not what? *is confused now and trying not to blurt out incriminating things*
*aww* Why shouldn't I -- or should, I think we've got a little lost in negatives -- be agreeing with you, exactly?
*incriminating here meaning guilty things* Because - *is still a little baffled* ---I talked to Findarato again today. *oops, dammit. shuts his mouth*
*that was quick! and /now/ we've harshed his mellow* So I shouldn't be. *sigh* And?
And nothing. It was fine. *:\ and more guilt inducing! and now we're sorry for harshing his mellow, so says* You didn't have to ask. *:\\*
*seriously doubts the fine in any sense, but don't worry about the mellow* Sure I did. *a touch uncomfortably*
*just a headshake* No, you didn't, you were doing all right and now you're - *but now he's going on a guilt trip again! looks guilty. cough. we mean embarrassed.*
*stares* /I/ was--? *compared to the rest of you, is never anything /but/ doing all right. is certainly not the one here basically in the middle of a nervous breakdown* Whatever, I ask because I genuinely want to know, and Tyelkormo, I'm not so fragile I can't hear the truth.
*asdlfk /why?/* I never said that you were. *looking at his feet*
*because he cares! about you and whatever the hell is going on between you and his brother these days* *somewhat less abrasively* Then don't try to pass it off as your reason for regretting telling it.
*I just don't like making people who aren't already dysfunctional dysfunctional via my issues! doesn't say that.* You're not /supposed/ to worry about me. *:\*
*but you aren't making him dysfunctional; tonight you've done a grand total of dampening a good mood* I know.
*psssh* --------what? *you're doing it again!*
*well, Tyelko isn't wrong /all/ the time* I'm well aware of it. That doesn't seem to be having much of an effect.
*just most of the time* *little frown because that just doesn't make sense* What - how- *gives up. sigh.* Never mind.
*cousins, so dense* Haven't we been over this? I'm really bad at 'supposed to', with you; you're probably going to have to get used to it.
*twitch; but getting used to it is so /awkward!* *and mostly this one, but yes* ...all right. *even if it's confusing as /hell!/*
*doesn't mind being confusing, it keeps issuetastic cousins on their toes* Good, now stop making me say it. *even if he doesn't sound as grudging and embarassed as the other several times he's been forced to say ilikeyouokayshutup*
*just a little nod, okay, if you say so. :\ goes back to looking melancholy.*
*let's put a smile on that face? imean* All right, so, then when you say 'It was fine,' you mean--.
---*it was awkward* ...it was about as good as can be expected.
As opposed to as bad as could be expected? *because that's a lot of room for a healthy imagination*
*:\* *he kind of rubbed my face in the guilty that's already pretty awful!* It was all right.
*would not know whether or not to be totally opposed to that :/* Good? *we guess?*
*mmph. oh yeah, and then there was that stupid little round glass thing that's screwing with my brain!*
*\o/!*
*just kind of nods*
*goes :/*
*flails* Don't - it was - it was awkward, but it wasn't /that/ bad. *comparatively to some /other/ things!*
*stops going :/, as it seems to upset him* Good, then. *at least you're just not getting anywhere, instead of getting worse!*
*that's /rig - wait.* *miserableface* Yeah.
*akllkjsdf, miserableface. shh* Yeah what?
Nothing, I'm - *wait, that never seems to work! look of consternation* ---fine.
*are you just courting the inevitable Hulk Smash now? is that your new plan to get yourself killed?* *gives him a mildly distressed look* Right, yes, I forgot.
*the what?* *aldkjsflkf not the mildly distressed look!* ---it's just - *gaaah!* - I don't know what /happened./
*the time when someone says they're fine when they aren't once too often and Angrod finally goes totally Bruce Banner on you all. only not really, but it'd be funny* With--?
*XD Oh right, that.* Little - thing. *looks unhappy!*
*the unhappy keeps making him want to hug him or something, but he has LIMITS OKAY :(* ---You've lost me, I think. There were more inexplicable things?
*and it would be so confusing! looks down* ...It was just a little glass thing.
What did it do?
*cringes a little* It... *made me realize how much of a bastard I've been?*
*--wouldn't necessarily mind him realizing that. but* *frowns, you're being worrying*
*awkward shift*
It made me - *blurt* see things. About myself.
...Oh. *aewsdif, must have been unpleasant*
*to say the least! shuts his mouth and goes back to looking unhappily at his feet*
*:////* What did-- *breaks off. bit of an intrusive question, isn't it*
*a bit, and there's still some of that lingering compulsion to babble about it! tries not to. that would probably count as bothering cousin things and it's /embarrassing/ :\*
*embarassing we'll grant you. need to stop worrying about bothering him, though* *just sighs, though* Sorry.
*headshake* It's fine. *quickly* *psssh, but that would be silly.*
Not really, no. *when are things /ever/ fine, that people think it's a reasonable thing to claim?*
You don't have to apologize. *that's my job!*
*it is, but* You don't have a monopoly on it. I meant in general, though.
*looks at him, a little worried* What's the matter? *because something else to talk about, right?*
Oh, nothing. Just, honestly, do you even /remember/ the last time things were fine?
*blink* ---no, not really.
And yet you keep saying it. *are you hoping if you say it enough times it'll have no choice but to be true?*
*maybe a little!* ---because I don't want - *stops, looking a bit stubborn* --you don't have to worry about it.
Yes, I /know/. *that's what makes me so nice! 0:D* We've been over that. You don't want what?
*you to get caught up in /my/ messes! they're mine!* *and asdlfk the agreeing thing just confuses him* ---It's not your responsibility. *I'm not, that is*
*well, apparently Celegorm is /his/ mess, don't ask him he doesn't know either* I know. I'm pretty much interfereing where I have no business; you could get mad about that if you wanted to.
*sldkjf;sldfaysdfljdl flails! but isn't getting mad about it, is getting unhappy about it* That's not it, it's just that you shouldn't be - *gaaaah* *gives up* Never mind.
*if he did, it wouldn't actually /help/, but it's the principle of the thing* I /know/ that; you and my vestigial better judgement could start a club. How many more times are we going to have this conversation?
*probably until I get back from parties with Morgoth in little bits! :D* *almost amused, almost scowled* Until it makes sense.
*.....oh, /joy/* ---I promise, when I figure it out you'll be the first to know.
*so much happy!* *flicker of a not quite smile*
I hope...have you spoken to your sister?
*gratified, a little, at the not-quite smile* I have.
...*pause* ....and? *what's /up?/*
*just a little grimace, not a serious one* As far as the acting strange goes, she's only doing the same thing I am. *would say: and therefore isn't going crazy, but. well*
*except how evidently that runs in the family or something.* And the rest of it? *because we're not going to go diving back into that conversation today*
*liking Celegorm is genetic!* The foreboding? She won't say. *tiny bit put out by that; would like to /know/ if something horrible is going to happen, for preparation purposes*
*:\\* It's not about you. *----wait, didn't say that >.<*
*looks up sharply* What?
*silence on the Tyelko front, scowling at his feet*
---She told you that?
*a little nod* *I didn't /ask/ of course not*
I-- *sits back* All right. *now he gets to worry about everyone /else/, yay!*
*except Celebrimbor, he got ruled out too!*
*oh, good, we like Celebrimbor*
*we do too!* *so* Or Tyelpinquar.
*if Cleeg ever babysat him, probably helped* *looks relieved* --Are we going to have to go by process of elimination?
You can try, I didn't have any more luck than that.
*just might!* We'll see. *and just goes :/, as isn't prepared to complain about how his sister won't tell him what to expect, not to him*
*is just glad Angy's going to be okay! didn't think that.* Wish /you/ luck.
*awww, Tyelko <3* Mm. I imagine we're going to need it. *:/*
*what? there is nothing to see here, move along.* She's so stubborn. *pot calling kettle black, yo!*
*sharp sideways look* In terms of whatever's going to happen. Also, you're one to talk.
*well but what I have to say isn't /important!/* ...
*that's not the point! you don't complain about my sister to me, a, and b, especially not about something you have in spades. and diamonds and hearts and clubs as well*
---sorry. *blame the melancholy! sudden fit of apologizing, or something.*
*aww, look, it's not so hard, is it?* What for?
*well, when it's Angys! Not so much when people /rub things in your face ow/* ---*isn't even sure he knows* -----everything?
*to be fair, he kind of deserves it maybe a little* Don't-- you don't need to apologise to me. *uncomfortably*
*well, /yes/* ---*do so! :\\*
--- *>.> :/*
*aldhsfd* Don't look at me like that!
Like what?
*flails, a bit* --that.
*just confused!* But I'm not--! --Sorry?
*flails /more/* Don't /you/ apologize.
---All right. *when did this conversation get so weird?*
*Tyelko says the fact that they're talking at all is weird, but he's biased or something.* *just a nod, good, I don't need any more awkward right now!*
*Angy just has weird opinions on Tyelko and apologies and Tyelko needing to apologize to /him/ -- namely, that he shouldn't -- but doesn't really want to /voice/ those opinions, as he somehow suspects they're flawed* *just shakes his head, no, I don't either*
*Tyelko thinks so! but of course neither of them is at this point in time very qualified to judge* ---I hope you've been all right? *change of subject yay!*
*well, it's based in the way he wasn't around for any of it and totally missed out on the associated trauma, but whether or not the logic holds up past that point is definitely up for debate* --Yes. *mildly amused, hello subject change, not that he's been doing much /besides/ having weird and unadvisable conversations with the cousin*
*he /should/ be! is so good at subtlety, also, most definitely* ...good. *pause* ........Edrahil's here. *and /that's/ why no more awkward needed*
--- *pause* I heard.
Oh.
*rather likes Edrahil! he's sane and makes Finrod happy and that's great. but yeah, awkward subject* *goes :/* -Did you meet?
----sort of. *yes, it is good, we'll take that! but awkward.*