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Post by Nimmir on Jul 25, 2005 13:20:24 GMT -5
Nimmir leaned against the pillar, arms folded. There was a slightly angry expression on her face. Naru had come home crying yet again, and she didn't know what to do. He had the mind set of a normal elven child, but his body was that of a teenager. She was fuming slightly and looked up at the sky, watching the clouds move.
Errie was supposed to be back tonight, from some business in the Grey Havens. But when she didn't know.
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Post by Danielle on Jul 25, 2005 13:27:56 GMT -5
Eramrath had not excpected the buisness in the Grey Haevens would take so long. Cirdan had some pollitical fallout concerning the saftey of the ships, and Eramrath was one of the besy Elven politicians around, so he was called in. Eventually Cirdan was cleared from the fallout, and made his way back to Rivendell as soon as possible.
When he finally got back home, he saw that Nimmir had been waiting for him at the fron, and noticed that she looked pretty tired. "What's wrong?" he asked.
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Post by Nimmir on Jul 25, 2005 13:31:16 GMT -5
Nimmir sighed, her curly red hair falling in front of her tired eyes. "I'm getting sick of the little Feanor comments," she whisepred and looked up at him. "But I'm fine now..." she looked up at him, and took his hand her her own. "And glad that you're home..."
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Post by Danielle on Jul 25, 2005 13:40:31 GMT -5
He flinched at the mention of Feanor. "How the hell did they come up with that?" he pondered. "He is in no way like Feanor. He certainley is a spirit of fire, but Feanor was a Noldo and had black hair...Not a Sindar with red hair..." But, then they never really met Feanor...he thought.
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Post by Nimmir on Jul 25, 2005 13:42:11 GMT -5
Nimmir sighed and shrugged. "I don't know," she whispered and looked down. "It just happened." She shook gently and leaned against him. "I think they changed it from orc to Feanor... they didn't see me at first..." She looked at him and sighed. "I'm not even a Sindar, Errie, I'm Silvan."
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Post by Danielle on Jul 25, 2005 13:46:22 GMT -5
He blinked. "Right...sorry..." he chuckled. "It's okay. Most think I'm a Noldo somethimes..." he said, kissing her on the cheek.
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Post by Nimmir on Jul 25, 2005 13:48:33 GMT -5
"It's alright," she smiled and looked at him. "And how they think that, I don't know..." she laughed gently, and looked up at her husband. "You're Teleri through and through..." laughing gently she led him into the house she sighed.
"Dinner may be a little while..."
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Post by Danielle on Jul 25, 2005 13:56:05 GMT -5
"I know. I guess it was all that time I spent in Numenor." he reminiced. That was on of the happiest times of his life. He didn't know why, but he liked humans much more than elves. "Don't worry. I don't mind if it will take a while. Some of the Rangers popped by..."
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Post by Nimmir on Jul 25, 2005 13:59:23 GMT -5
"You mean Estel?" she asked, her red eyebrows raised and she glanced up at him, thinking for a moment. "Or others?" she held onto his arm and looked up at him. "Are they visiting?"
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Post by Danielle on Jul 25, 2005 14:04:30 GMT -5
"Estel...? No...some others who happen to stand around and look grim while drinking beer. And no, they aren't coming over. They don't like any formal stuff..."
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Post by Nimmir on Jul 25, 2005 14:17:00 GMT -5
Nimmir smiled happily and nodded, looking up at him. "Fine... but you should talk to Naru when you have the chance, Dear."
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Post by Danielle on Jul 25, 2005 14:22:15 GMT -5
He sighed. "I will, don't worry."
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Post by Nimmir on Jul 25, 2005 14:24:03 GMT -5
"Thank you," she whispered. "I... I don't get through to him. He yelled at me the other day... after I yelled at him for breaking my harp..." She looked down. "I don't know why, but he's angry latley."
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Post by Danielle on Jul 25, 2005 14:44:32 GMT -5
Eramrath didn't want to mention the obvous, but he knew he had to. "Maybe it's his Other half..."
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Post by Nimmir on Jul 25, 2005 14:47:18 GMT -5
Nimmir winced and stopped breathing for a moment. "I was hoping it wouldn't come up," she whispered and looked down at her hands. "It... it hasn't for a long time. Not since he stopped teething..." she wiped her eyes, which was threatening to tear up.
"Please just talk to him. He's in his room."
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