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[maitimo]

*feels slightly fuzzy-headed from the alcohol pumped into him by his father and brother the previous night*

*opts to go for a nice, safe walk to clear his head*

*wonders if this new age Tirion is safe*

...

*brings a sword, just in case*

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[ariel_lossemire]

*walking home from work*

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. . .

ADA!!!! :D:D:D

*launches at you*

[ariel_lossemire]

*looks away* I guess you don't remember about my baby, since you . . don't remember me. :(

[maitimo]

*gapes*

Your... you... I... I'm a grandfather??

[ariel_lossemire]

*bites lip*

Kinda sorta. Um yeah.

[maitimo]

*confused*

I... I really need to get myself better, don't I? :(

[ariel_lossemire]

Um yes. In case it becomes necessary for Gothmog-smiting, 'course you probably already hate him for other stuff.

[maitimo]

...

Gothmog? The fucker who killed my father?

[ariel_lossemire]

*cringes*

That would be him, yes. :(

[maitimo]

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*flare of paternal protective instinct ome*

I'll kill him.

[ariel_lossemire]

Me too, actually.

[maitimo]

*chances a proud smile*

Glad to hear it.

[ariel_lossemire]

*smiles a little herself*

[maitimo]

:)

Everything will work out, honest.

[ariel_lossemire]

I know it will, ada. Just because you're back. :D

[maitimo]

*melts a little*

:)

:D

[ariel_lossemire]

*erm... at the library, that is, couldn't possibly have missed her father getting trashed at the pub if she was on*