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[valiantfinwe]

Fingon is feeling better! Clean clothes and family gatherings do things for you!

So he's sitting downstairs and chilling on the couch, flipping without interest through a book and hoping some people show up. Because, after all, it's lovely to see cousins family. Despite the nasty othercousinthings wandering around.

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[angsty_redhead]

Well, then, have an angstycousinthing. Who is pleased enough to see his cousin looking so cleaned-up and generally alive that it nearly eclipses the regret over how much he must haet him now.

"Good evening," pausing in the doorway

[valiantfinwe]

He looks up, and then he does smile! "Maitimo." Standing up.

[angsty_redhead]

Inclines his head. "You look better."

[valiantfinwe]

He's going to go over to him. "I am. I did tell you I was fine."

[elven_irs]

Have a very nasty cousinthing.

He'll be tiptoing around carefully, trying to be inconspicuous so he can avoid the annoying KingCousin like the plague he is.

It's unfortunately not very efficient, because it's completely counter-nature.

[valiantfinwe]

Fingon looks up. And can't not acknowledge him.

"Caranthir," not quite warily. He was mostly all right last time.

[elven_irs]

Ah darn it. Just when we almost managed to avoid a possible diplomatic incident.

"Fingon." Pause. Bow.

Ack, maybe his brother told him about that awful loss of temper. Then again, he was coming at us with his stupid little sword.

[valiantfinwe]

Yes, he did. And that's why he's a little more ticked off at you than usual.

"I don't suppose you've been talked to about your...responsibilities, have you?" Since he knows Cara doesn't like Artanis.

[ninja_niko]

We're not sure why, but Nik is going to be sitting nearby, cursing at the fact that there aren't any sources of fancy fruit juice and organic salad dressings.

He's made himself a sandwich of sorts, and he's now trying to enjoy it.

It's not working very well.

[valiantfinwe]

Fingon looks up the moment Niko enters and watches him with some amount of vague curiosity, but not saying anything as of yet.

He looks quite Elvish, Nik! We're sure you recognize it.

[ninja_niko]

Well, except for the pointy teeth. But still.... Nik drops his sandwich, and is on his two feet in a moment.

"Auphe."

[valiantfinwe]

He raises his eyebrows.

"Pardon me?" With a slight edge to his voice.

Know your Tolkien, Nik!

[phedre_25]

And we might assume this is shortly after Phedre was weirded out by Tyelko - she'll be hugging herself on the windowsill, not noticing Fingon just yet.

[valiantfinwe]

He pauses and bows to her anyway, standing. "Lady," politely.

[phedre_25]

She curtsies back, very politely. "Lord."

She averts her eyes instinctively - he's tall and dark haired, just like that strange fellow.

This one, however, seems much less twitchy. Good.

[valiantfinwe]

Oh he is. And much less about to go careening into madness. "You are?"