Tirion. Day One.

[ingwiel]

*sits on a bench in the park*

*jots down a few notes in his diary*

This place is scary. But there are nice people here. Mostly other Vanya types.

That King guy is cool. He offered me cigars and stuff. And Mahtan was nice too. Neither of them like the fucker who, incidentally, is still a fucker. And likes that scary baby more than me. Which

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[_kementari]

*strolls through the park in a deliriously good mood*

[_kementari]

*sits beside you* You don't have talk about it if you don't want to. :(

*finds herself catching a look at your face*

*can't deny the similarities*

[ingwiel]

Meh, what difference does it make if I talk about it or not? :(

[_kementari]

:(

*ponders* I have known your father for some Ages though. I'm surprised he's never mentioned you, really. :S

[ingwiel]

*flatly* That doesn't surprise me.

[_kementari]

...I see.

Have you always lived in Taniquetil, then?

[ingwiel]

*nods* All my life, yeah.

[_kementari]

Well... I hope you enjoy Tirion. :)

[ingwiel]

I hope so too. :)

[_kementari]

*smiles* :)

*slips off*

*scans the park for more patches in need of clover*