*Climbs out the window of his room.*

*Shuffles on his tip-toes along the ledge.* :S

*Manages to reach the drain-pipe and shins down it.*

*Dusts himself down and saunters off, looking very pleased with himself.* :D

*Goes down to the stables to groom his horse.*

*Kicks himself when he realises that he's spent the last ten minutes brushing exactly the same spot on the beast's shoulder.*

>_< *Has no idea why his brain should have suddenly have ground to a halt like that.*

*Leaves Eärendil's and takes a rather circuitous route home, not looking forward to facing his father's wrath.*

*Creeps inside and looks for his mother, knowing that if he can reach her first, all will be well!*

*Scurries down the hall and runs right into his father.*

Bugger.

*Takes stock of the things's he's seen and who he's met over the last few days.*

Attô: Unusually happy. I'll have to do something about that. >:)
Ammî: <3333!
Amandil: Grown-up. Taller than me. NO FAIR. >:(
Míriel: So pretty omg! Meh.
Adûnathôr: Weiner. Nerd. Smartarse. SO not my son.
Grand-dad: Still does that cheek-pinching thing. He KNOWS I ( Read more... )

*Complains bitterly at being manhandled into a make-shift classroom by his father*

How DARE he interrupt my busy schedule of hanging around and doing nothing?

*Takes a seat and scowls*

*Notices that there's another child sharing the room with him.*

Who're you?

*Gets up after his far-too-much-excitement-induced nap.*

*Wanders around the Consulate, looking at the paintings and tapestries. Still thinks it looks gay.*

*Goes outside and sits on the front steps to watch the denizens of his new home go about their business.*

Eru. Lookit all the elves. :S

HAHAHAHA! IT WORKED! Wait, what worked? Where am I ( Read more... )

*Surreptitiously floats away as Anairë offers Namo a game of snakes and ladders.*Retrieves his get out of Mandos free card and tries to work out how the fudge it works ( Read more... )

*Dodges a falling beam of stale Ryvita crispbread*

Oh for Eru's sake...dammit Namo, food is meant for eating, not for building.

*Floats off to see how Anaire is doing and to make sure her Fea isn't trapped beneath a pile of collapsed puff-pastry.*

*Gathers the other shades of Mandos around after a very profitable trip to cookie-jar.*

All right people, listen up, this is a once in a death-time opportunity and we don't have much time to discuss it. I have in my possession a limited number of actual, working Get Out of Mandos Free cards. I'll of course be keeping one for myself but I'm willing ( Read more... )