Friends InsaneJournal for Maedhros.
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| Wednesday, January 6th, 2010 |
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*after what might just have been the worst evening of his life (encounters with Balrogs notwithstanding), went home and headed straight for the drinks cabinet, which is remarkably well-stocked for a recovering alcoholic (but he always wanted to have something on hand for visitors)* *doesn't remember a whole lot of the rest of the night though is sure he didn't sleep that much* *wakes up the following morning with a loud angry buzzing in his head, a loud angry buzzing next to him on the pillow, a loud angry buzzing on the nighstand and a wet face* *registers what these are in turn (hangover, phone ringing, alarm clock alarming and puppy licking his face)* *struggles upright, screwing his eyes shut in an attempt to counteract the swelling nausea and answers his phone* 'lo? *reaches out to scratch under Marigold's chin ('I'll feed you in a minute, girl'), inwardly cursing the brightness of the day around him* |
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| Monday, January 4th, 2010 |
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*heads over to Ecthelion's office late one morning, armed with a few phone messages and a cinammon roll from the break room* *would normally email the messages, and hasn't dared intrude on her boss' brooding space with something so inane as food in several weeks, but has decided that enough is enough* *anyway, Tanya will back her up if things backfire too badly* *knocks on Ecthelion's door and peeks inside, all hopeful smiles* Sir? Do you have a moment? |
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*jerks out of a sound sleep, breathing hard, tangled up in chilled, sweaty sheets* *stares blankly at the wall, disoriented for a good five seconds (do the shadows always cast that way?) until a soft noise from behind grounds him back in reality (Doc)* *lies utterly still, one hand clenched in the pillow under his head, and tries to force his pulse to slow, his breathing to even out* *swallows hard around a surge of *curls up a little (as one does when gutted) and listens to the wind sweeping over the rooftop, staring bleakly at the clock (2:34am... 2:35am... 2:36am)* *not for the first time, wonders if he shouldn't ask Duilien for some of those tranqs* |
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*ventures out on a date (the word still sounds awfully strange in his ears but he supposes there's no better one) involving a movie and, afterward, dessert at a quiet, out-of-the-way sort of restaurant (the better to avoid cameras)* *isn't sure how he feels about this being the fourth or fifth such date with the same guy, when he truly isn't looking, but the company's nice and a...nice way to pass the time is...nice too *...and so he finds himself sitting across a two-top from a very attractive man (one with a head for computers and a mouth for...never mind), drinking a glass of dessert wine and sharing a slice of chocolate cake and wondering how the mandos he ended up here* |
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*got a message from her sister letting her know she's back in town for a little while* *understands that Lily at least went out to breakfast or something with her mother, so that's progress, anyway* *is hard at work in the lab (where else, these days?) when she finally gets The Call* *or The Text, anyway (maybe he's afraid she wouldn't answer the phone? he should be), a short and sweet I miss you...where are you?* *wraps up her work for the day and rides out to Celegorm's house, where she points out her name on the list to the new guy at the gate and lets herself inside* |
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| Sunday, January 3rd, 2010 |
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*arrived back in Ossiriand to see in the New Year with her daughter, only to learn that she is once again resident at her father's house, and has now installed herself in a rather nice apartment which is, unbeknownst to her, in the same complex as Finduilas* *had a very pleasant evening with Curufin (do not correct your sets) during which the details of a plan are discussed, in depth* *in the middle of a delightfully sunny (but cold) morning, makes her way to the OU campus, expressly to intercept Ingil, somewhere nice, and public |
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| I know I shouldn't find this funny but ... everyone's got to learn that you don't fuck with Lords of Gondolin. | ||||||
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| Saturday, January 2nd, 2010 |
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*pulls into his driveway on New Year's night, all hyped-up after a day of family festivities* *expected to get home a little earlier than this, actually—he was headed out right behind Jackie—but got held up there at the very end* *couldn't come up with a better excuse than "I'm missing my birthday sex", and that definitely wasn't going to fly far* *speaking of which, can't help but grin when he spots Jackie's rental car down the curb a ways* *jogs up to his front door, fumbling with the keys (it's freezing out and he's a little... uhm, anxious)* *steps into the dim, quiet entryway and shuts the door firmly, shucking his coat and scarf and boots, eyes and ears straining for any hint of the boyfriend's whereabouts or doings* *after four seconds of utter silence, calls out softly* Ja-ackie Lee? |
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| Sunday, January 3rd, 2010 |
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*arrives back in Gondolin after an intensive photoshoot in Hithlum and is surprised to see that there are a couple of billboards up already from the first photoshoot he did in December, for Beleriand Spring Water (featuring him, shirtless, on a mountain)* *after his first full day back, during which he maintained his newfound levels of efficiency, finds himself at a loose end in the evening so goes down to the gym (pretty sure that Ecthelion won't be there, what with his being a morning person and all)* *throws his stuff into a gym bag* *pours a big helping of food into Marigold's bowl (pure bribery so she won't miss him while he's out) and heads down to the gym, in a new car acquired for him by some advertising company or other* |
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| Saturday, January 2nd, 2010 |
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*very early one morning, bundles up and leaves the palace to go walking through town (as much as she loves to see the city bustling and full of life, it brings her a special kind of happiness to see Gondolin waking, too)* *stops at a bakery to pick up a blueberry muffin ("Good morning, Joe!" "Good day to you, Princess. Stay warm out there.") before continuing on her way* |
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| Thursday, December 31st, 2009 |
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*as the New Year looms ever closer, finds the time to pick up the phone, in order to contact a friend who has been highly remiss in maintaining telecommunications* *wanders through his hotel suite in Ossiriand towards the minibar and, as soon as the phone is answered, immediately launches into a verbal assault* So, what the fuck, man? Have you taken a vow of silence? Don't get me wrong, that Happy Birthday text was short and to the point and Eru knows you went way overboard with the gift-giving this year but you're in my Dad's kingdom and don't actually tell anyone? He says there's this whole circus going on down by the lake. Is that true? |
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| Monday, December 28th, 2009 |
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*has been keeping his distance from Finduilas as much as possible since his failed—or, as his helpful brother so kindly put it, eighteenth-floor splat!—proposal* *is obliged to interact with her on set, of course, but a) he's nothing if not a pro on camera, and b) Dare's character arc has him running cold-hot toward Colby, anyway* *has needed the time to sort through a few other things, too, such as thousands and thousands of years of bright, sparkly memory* *yeah, it's still a lot weird* *finally, though, decides it's time to buckle down and deal* *turns up at Finduilas' place some night after Erumas and knocks on the door, leaning against the jamb and running a hand through his hair* |
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*after a family-oriented festive season, spent with her mother and her aunts (and the never-ending series of questions about why she isn't married yet), is only too happy to throw herself back into work and socialising with people she actually likes* *one evening, after a long day at work (and following quite a bit of bribery and emotional blackmail), arranges to meet Ecthelion at a classy little pub/club just at the edge of Gondolin's gay district* |
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| Saturday, December 26th, 2009 |
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*having seen Lily into a cab home, continues into town on a rather specific errand* *on his way, does ensure that a present is delivered to Finduilas, in the form of a bouquet of red roses and an attached note: Happy Erumas, my darling. I am so sorry for dragging you into another family mess. Lily enjoyed her time with you. Thank you for giving her a different perspective on life. I appreciate it, even if her father does not. All my love, - C* *continues to his hotel and heads straight to the hotel bar* *orders a drink and turns to his brother* And we left Mother's house separately, because? |
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| Friday, December 25th, 2009 |
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*does nothing to disturb the stony silence of the next few days, even spending a quiet Erumas alone in his study, his brother and daughter having gone to his mother's house for the day and dinner (and the requisite fussing-over, no doubt)* *expected things to be rather peaceful, but the reality—a day without Aredhel or Arakáno or anyone he cares about—turned out to be very lonely indeed* *so lonely that by the time evening falls, he finds himself unable to sit still in any particular room, staring at book pages without seeing them and lifting his head to listen harder every time he thinks he hears a car starting up the drive* |
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Friends InsaneJournal for Maedhros.
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