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[canyafinwe]

*finishes with his misadventures in crossbow-land and heads over to the House of Feanor to see how Lindórië's doing and whine about how he doesn't really like weapons but doesn't want to let his daddy down omg*

*brings roast chicken for everyone else*

:S

Comments

[lindorie]

*Twitch twitch twitch*

Hello. How are you? :S

[lindorie]

Uhm, I'm fine thanks.

[mirefinwe]

What's WRONG with you people? Free meat? Going to waste? You're all MAD!

[lindorie]

It's called moral support, Miro. He didn't mean to kill the chicken.

[mirefinwe]

. . .

He killed the chicken?

*doesn't refrain from chewing though*

How?

[lindorie]

>.< Dammit. I shouldn't have said anything. It'll embarrass the hell out of him.

Um. Never mind. Just eat the chicken.

[canyafinwe]

Thank you!

[lindorie]

Sorry. I just...Sorry. :S

[canyafinwe]

Don't worry about it.

[mirefinwe]

What, did he step on it or something? I mean, they're pretty thick so I can see how you could do that. Just sort of wander along and go SQUISH! Still... I suppose it would tenderize the meat...

[lindorie]

MIRO. Just eat the damn chicken.

[mirefinwe]

*defenisvely*

Whaaat?

Anyway there's no shame in killing a chicken. It's what they're here for.

[lindorie]

*hisses* Miro, it was an accident, he didn't want Olive to go to waste, so just eat and stop asking questions.

[mirefinwe]

Well! If'd you'd just TOLD me that in the FIRST place!

*gnaws on a bone then tosses it to his father's dog*

[lindorie]

Okay. Just take a hint, for Eru's sake.

*yanks the bone off the dog*

And don't give the dogs chicken bones, they're too small, they can choke on them.

[mirefinwe]

Right. Fine. I'll go kill a deer then and give him the bones.