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[_mahal]

*manifests to his kitchen with Irmo to skin up check on the Silmaril before going to Feanor to negotionate a warden position*

*mutters* I know it's under the auspices of the Valar but it's still better than nothing so he'd better play ball.

*opens the fridge*

0_0

*closes the door* No. The cupboard is NOT bare.

*opens it again*

Well, shit.

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[bastard_irmo]

Get me something to munch on, will you?

*finally turns around*

*stares, joint sticking out of his mouth*

FUCK!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT BASTARD DID THIS?!?!??!?!?!? AND HOW'D THEY GET PAST THE FLYTRAPS?!?!?!?!?

[bastard_irmo]

*gibbers and makes a strange high-pitched keening noise out of his nostrils*

*suddenly remembers the joint*

*lights it and takes inhales like his life depends on it*

*slowly exhales*

Ahhh... Right. Stone's gone. Looks like electronica-brat's been fucking with the system what with trying to pilfer the thing earlier. BUT the flytraps are singing Ragtime girl that maglor taught them AND it's HIS BLOODY STONE and you KNOW what he gets like!!!!!

Fuck!

*takes another long toke*

*giggles insanely to himself*

[gentle_este]

*blinks* Buh...are you sure it was Nieliqui? And why would Maglor even BE here?

[bastard_irmo]

ZRKSZRRRKSSHSIE!!!! PROVE ME WRONG THEN!!!!

*slumps down and clutches his head*

Oh fuck. I haven't thought this clearly in MILLENNIA...

[gentle_este]

Okay. Simple. We look for both of them, and question them, find out what happened since they're the prime-suspects.

:S You'll get some drugs into you soon, I promise.

[bastard_irmo]

Mmkay...

Lessee... I'm better at picking up on desires and you're the one whose dealt with teh mentalists in town...

Or do you wanna switch for the hell of it?

*grins a little too maniacally*

[gentle_este]

Let's just stick to what we know...don't you think that's best?

[bastard_irmo]

...

*opens his mouth to say something about amusement factor*

*shuts it pretty quickly*

*rifles through his pocket and finds the remnants of his stash*

*starts to eat it*

[gentle_este]

*pinches the bridge of her nose*

It's not his fault, his poor brain just couldn't take the strain. :S

[bastard_irmo]

*stands up, wobbling a teensy bit*

Hehehehheh... RIGHT!! You go deal with ANGSTLORD!! I shall seek the MISCREANT CHILD O' ELECTRONIC DOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[gentle_este]

*nod* Yes. Let's. :S

[bastard_irmo]

*grins, marbly-eyed then demanifests*

[bastard_irmo]

Right. Split up and look for her?

[_kementari]

*for some reason her lower eyelid starts twitching*

Right. Good idea.

[_mahal]

If this is true, I...I...I don't know what I'll do.

*blinks off...somewhere to search*

[bastard_irmo]

Look. We'll get this sorted. And then I am going to go on SUCH a BINGE...

*toys with heading off to an uncanonical Las Vegas for the weekend and running up obscene hotel bills*