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[white_flower]

*gasps for breath*

*trembles*

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[caranthire]

*stares at you*

Scared lady? Why?

[white_flower]

*gasps* B-bad man. And all because of me.

[caranthire]

*furrows brow*

Want me stomp him?

*brandishes new boots at you with a smile*

[white_flower]

Yes. No, that's okay. I think I'll just sit here and pretend he doesn't exist.

*can't help smiling at the weird combination of cuteness and evilness*

[caranthire]

Hmm...

*looks up at you, assessing your distress*

*tries a tried-and-tested cureall*

Cookie?

*reaches into pocket and pulls out a paper bag with a few cookies swiped from the kitchen with the aid of Curufin*

[white_flower]

*grins for the first time in ages when not plastered*

Chocolate cookies?

[caranthire]

*nods sternly*

Best kind of cookies!

[white_flower]

The only real type of cookies ;)

*takes one and munches*

You're Feanor's daughter?

[caranthire]

*nods*

Caranthire.

*helps self to a cookie and munches*

Who you, lady?

[white_flower]

Hello, Caranthire :)

I'm Nimloth.

[caranthire]

Hi Nimloth.

*grins at you through cookie crumbs*

[white_flower]

*tries not to think of the kinslaying*

Good cookies :)

[caranthire]

*nods*

Nimloth... now where do I know that name... Oh. Oops. Well... she seems nice enough this time round and has a fine appreciation of stomping boots and cookies.

Caranthire smite you long time before.

Sorry?

[white_flower]

*hugs a little uncertainly* Sorry that Caranthire got smote, too.

[caranthire]

*hugs you back then shoves a cookie in your mouth*

Caranthire back now. And you.

You pretty.

[white_flower]

Mmmmpffff...

*tries to avoid spraying cookie crumbs everywhere*

Yeffff. B'ck.

*blushes*