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[angsty_redhead]

After a week or so, Maedhros (or whichever name we're best identifying with today) still hasn't done a whole lot but angst. We'll let that slide for now -- it wasn't exactly a surprise. But now he's setting out to explore the surrounding area, vaguely wondering if it's possible to live anywhere but the magical mystery mansion. (He likes corners

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[pandora_antioch]

Pandora was on her way to the Cliff - but she feels Maedhros' presence, and as she does have what has been referred to as a magnetic attraction to Elves, she will land softly in a discreet place, and walk to him normally.

"Good eve," murmured softly. She knows Elves don't need to be called loudly.

[angsty_redhead]

Ha, cliff. He nods to her, polite. "Greetings, lady."

[pandora_antioch]

"Greetings," she smiles, but she might look like she has a black cloud over her head.

"Maitimo, aye? I remember you." He has nothing to do with what annoys her, so she is not going to make him regret that.

[angsty_redhead]

"Yes." A head-incline. "And you are Lydia."

[lorien_gal]

He will probably, then, at one point or another, come across Galadriel, who is going to be found staring in the water, and pondering a million things.

Her foresight is not as clouded as it was when she arrived, and she now feels terribly concerned over what may yet come to them.

[angsty_redhead]

ACKRELATIVES. We mean.

He pauses when he recognises her. What's the protocol for saying hi to the cousin you haven't seen in -- well, it depends on whose asking, I guess -- who was probably home when you attacked it that one time and can't possibly want to be reminded of you? Surely you have no right of introduction.

[lorien_gal]

But she will feel the presence - the eyes on her, and slowly, will turn her eyes.

And then. A gawk that turns almost immediately into a sigh. Between Maedhros and Celebrimbor, love all around. She just saw the worst possible scenario in the waters, to make matters worse.

"Maitimo."

Very, very carefully neutral.

[angsty_redhead]

Aw, like Cele deserves to be put in the same category as Mae.

Quietly, and it isn't neutral when the angst is basically palpable: "Artanis."