( In which Thorondir gives a definition, Mouth is faced with the concept of his charge sleeping with the entire lab and a compromise is reached after a brief history lesson and Thorondir's imitation of Mouth's angst )

( In which Mouth drags Thorondir back to the lab, breaks his tiny clone heart and gets to suffer a mostly-naked Thorondir as a result of deciding that sleeping on the ceiling was a 'good' idea )

( In which Mouth appeals to what might be Thorondir's better nature, Thorondir is removed from the lab and finds Ancalime's topless filing very distracting )

I am never leaving my room ever again. o.o

barricades

assholes.

Where does he get off saying he's disappointed in me, anyway?

Spoke to Mouth. As per usual.

( neanimorphism - ( )  Looking younger than one actually is )

Today was busy. I had to re-shelf most of Mouth's books. alskl;kas stupid boobytraps on the topshelf.

I have no other work. Whatchoo talking about. ¬.¬ no chores for Thorondir.

Thorondir: *seduce*
Gwathren: *eyedarts* Hi? Um....Mouth is trying his luck with grilled cheese sandwiches and an iron...
Thorondir: *shrugs, seduces Gwathren*
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Sure, by agreeing I'd stop randomly going *seduce* at Mouth I may have lost the battle, but I have not yet lost the war!

I need to go kick something small and helpless. Where's Gwathren?

>.<

he threw me out. OUT. fucker.

rummages through the sample cases, trying to find old equipment

here we go...

scurries to Mouth's room and kicks on the door

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( In which Thorondir reveals his plans involving rabbits and hats, Mouth angsts about Ioreth, what actually was done last night is revealed to Mouth despite Thorondir having no idea what the issue is and Thorondir finds a goal )