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[tar_calion]

*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

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[_amandil]

*comes ambling down the street*

[tar_calion]

*stares*

*frowns*

Amandil? DUDE, IS THAT REALLY YOU!?

[_amandil]

. . .

Holy shit. Pharazon?

[tar_calion]

Uh, yeah. I'm back, apparently. Ammê told me I died? :\

Aw. You're taller than me! *looks vaguely disappointed at this.*

[mornaquilde]

*drops by the consulate with some books to give to Miriel for Adunathor*

[tar_calion]

What. The. HELL. Is that?

*Gives you a well funny look.*

[mornaquilde]

*gives you an equally weird look*

Uhm... Hey. Kid. Is Miriel around? Or Gimilkhad?

[tar_calion]

Maybe. Who's asking?

Miriel

*Absently wonders why you'd want to see that whiny little cry-baby with the poodle-hair.*