Room 143

Mar 06, 2006 02:47

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gondolin_noble March 6 2006, 07:55:33 UTC
He is indeed, pale, frozen, and limp as he's released from Namo's hold. The faint shadows of what will be truly spectacular bruises are forming along his throat, under the base of his jaw, and back by his ears. His eyes are closed, unconscious rather than just sleeping.

Glorfindel occassionally forgets to take the strength of his opponent into account.

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sael_nerdanel March 6 2006, 07:59:40 UTC
She flies to her cousin's side, looking carefully at his bruises.

"While I run a hot bath, you need to strip him and tell me where to find that damned Hunter! Only she would have attacked him like this," she hisses as she enters her bathroom, beginning to fill the tub.

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halls_of_mandos March 6 2006, 08:01:09 UTC
He had never heard her curse, and her fretting bothered him, but he simple sighs and begins to remove the sopping, cold clothing.

"It was not the Hunter," he says, his voice detached, his eyes still flickering with his anger. "He--I--we had a slight disagreement."

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gondolin_noble March 6 2006, 08:07:12 UTC
If he were conscious and aware, he'd be protesting at this point.

And perhaps panicking.

Well, what would your first thought be, when awaking to find the Vala who did a fairly decent job of half-killing you stripping off your clothing? Hmmm?

Luckily, in this particular for instance, Glorfindel is still out for the count. Removal of clothing reveals a battle-scarred body, the result of taking wounds that healers and time cannot fully erase.

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