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[lord_feanor]

*evacuates the house along with several other squeeing-female fearing male relatives*

*relocates at the pub*

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[tar_calion]

*Drops an obligatory present off with Caranthirë and arrives in the pub.*

Good day, Noldo!

[lord_feanor]

Ah! Pharazon, good to see you.

[tar_calion]

*settles down with a pint*

As baby showers go, a Feanorian one would probably be more bearable than most but still. The pub is the best place for the likes of us I'd say.

*Surreptitiously places something else he picked up at Ammëcare under his chair*

[lord_feanor]

*notices that and smirks*

You just can't help yourself as far as little ones are concerned, can you? I'm the same.

[turin]

*orders a round for the pub* :D

[lord_feanor]

*claps you on the shoulder in approval*

You're looking mightily un-panicked, lad. Good for you!

[turin]

*grabs a pint*

You're right, come to think of it. :))

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I must be suppressing it.

[tar_calion]

*shakes his head at the calm father thing*

S'not natural.

[celebrimbor_]

::shows up with an address slip in his hands::

::finds a quiet corner and settles down with a pint of beer, studying various paeople as they come in::

[lord_feanor]

Hello you. Checked in yet?

[celebrimbor_]

nuh. Just stumbled in. I'm checking out the ambience right now. ;]

[lord_feanor]

Well then. What're you drinking?