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[halls_of_mandos]

Since it has been decided these two must be around...

Námo and Nerdanel are on a sofa together.

Their eyes are on the door.

Worried eyes.

Haunted eyes.

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[asar_suti]

"Nothing yet?" Asar-Suti asked, coming down the stairs from the magical library.

[halls_of_mandos]

Námo looks at Asar-Suti.

"No. But they have taken him from the bar."

Nerdanel, her hands trembling around her tea, begins to cry again.

[asar_suti]

Asar-Suti put down his coffee and went to Nerdanel to hug her, careful not to spill her hot tea over them both. "This is out of Security's hands, then. What else can we do?"

[sael_nerdanel]

Námo takes her cup so she can cling properly. Then shakes his head.

"I do not know, meldir."

He had ideas.

Many involved blood and a lot of pain.

"He... won't go looking..." she sobs against him. "I want... my son... back, Sooty!"

[vs_nuggan]

To Shufti it's a heartbreaking sight.

She comes over, with Jack.

"I've been looking, but I haven't heard anything yet, sorry."

[sael_nerdanel]

"It's pointless to look here anymore," Nerdanel manages before beginning to cry again.

Námo smiles sadly at Shufti. "Whoever took him has taken him from Milliways," he explains.

[vs_nuggan]

Shufti kneels in front of her, taking her hands gently.

"But didn't you say then that you can follow?"

In her head she is thankful that at least this means Gabriel is still alive. But she doesn't say that.

[halls_of_mandos]

"I... do not know," Námo says softly. "I know he is not here. I know he is somewhere else. But... I do not know the path between. It is frustrating."

[finds_it]

"This you?"

The note had mentioned a missing kid and after the mess with "Mrs. Barrett", I was running low on cash. Sure; I'd heard about the no business rule, but I've never been one to obey the rules anyway.

[halls_of_mandos]

Námo blinks at the newcomer.

This was...

"If you are referring to the theft of our son, yes," he says tiredly.

Nerdanel, on the other hand, continues to look into her mug of tea as if it held answers for her.

[finds_it]

I nod.

"Yeah, someone's missing."

I give them both a sideways look. I'm not going to lay it on too thick, cause these folks just look like they've been through hell and back, but I'd rather check. Sometimes a man has enemies he didn't know he had.

"Ever heard the name John Taylor before?"

[halls_of_mandos]

He shakes his head.

"No. Should we have?"

Námo wonders vaguely if he's missed something important.