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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
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To Nienna: "As I stated before, the links were all Mira. And Fea started the references and I was just commenting. Plus now I just texted Alonariel to remind her where we are. She probably will have something to say about all this."
Lari looked around and saw Nog and Greenie walk in. She didn't know how to approach them (really the coffee had yet to kick in) but she waved from her corner. She wondered if anyone was staying in England till the 23rd and would be willing to go to the Henry VIII exhibit with her. She assumed that there was a probability that Fea, Nienna, and Mira would all just tune her out if she started talking about it.
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Flame of the Ainulindalė
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Nogrod saw Lari wave at them and turned to Greenie only to realise she had already gone off.
So he went to meet Lari by himself. "Hi there! You must be Lari, the shadowy-one? Nogrod at your service." Nogrod bowed low and went on. "It's nice to see you in person indeed - and I do hope that reverse psychology stuff was only something dictated by Sally the last time". He gave a broad smile and sat down to the chair next to Lari. "So how are you westerners finding our decadent Europe?"
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Regal Dwarven Shade
Join Date: Jan 2002
Location: A Remote Dwarven Hold
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"But the arrow says 'To Shasta with love' on it," observed Kuru. "Either somebody has really bad aim or somebody got the arrow as a present."
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La Belle Dame sans Merci
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"You gave me an Edward Cullen Fantasy Coloring Book, Nienna?!" cried Fea loudly (making it up as she went). She looked down at what was in reality a bunch of Disney villains and picked a handsome shot of Scar on a cliff, pulling out a few earth tones to get started on the rock. "But how shall I color him properly without glitter!?"
Nienna kicked Fea under the table and Fea smiled her thanks for the distraction. She'd traded her gimlet for tea a while ago: tea cups are more functional in shaky hands than martini glasses. She'd always suspected that martini glasses were status symbols, not because only sophisticates wander around with them, and not because a decent drink in one costs more than the cheap swill most girls her age would consume, but because it is absolutely impossible to hide nerves or shaky hands when you're holding something that attempts, she was certain, to spill itself. They didn't reveal social status - which was bunk anyway - but they revealed, quite effectively, the comfort level of a person in any given social situation. Martini glasses were an effective measure of confidence or bravado. Like I said, Fea had switched to tea. Earl grey. (Hot.) With a crayon in hand, she felt she had a nice solid purpose for being there. Right now, she was coloring Agan a Scar that would surely be better than the one she once sketched for her in the middle of the night and mailed to her. The cost of postage, she'd learned, really wasn't bad at all. She scumbled in some shadows under Scar's mighty paws, and gave him a loose, effortless sunsetty sky of a background, and tore out the page, folding it neatly into thirds, and wrote "Agan" on it. Borrowing a piece of blank paper from Nienna, Fea began to sketch Boromir holding an arrow. She thought it seemed delightfully apropos. Inspired, she flipped the sheet of paper over and wrote in spiky 3D-ish letters, "I wouldn't have missed, dear." She taped it to the edge of the table, pointed toward Boro, and, with a quiet smirk, returned to Disney. Ursula? Jafar? Hades? Hm...
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