Friday, November 6th, 2009

opus_two Posted by: hendor. Time: 8:41 pm. Mood: silly.

*Has another ordinary day on the front desk until she ends up puppy sitting.* *Finds that this breaks up the monotony immensely but has the drawback of drastically reducing her working vocabulary to baby talk and assorted nonsense syllables.* Who's a good widdle girl then? YOU are! Yesh you are! Oh thassa waggy tail! Whatchoo saying? Are you trying to talk? Rarroo. Rarroo? RARROO. Oh you're such a cutie.

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opus_two Posted by: glaurfindel. Time: 11:53 pm. Mood: anxious.

*can think of better ways to spend his afternoon than by answering a summons to the House of the Hammer to meet with this quack conspiracy non-theorist investigator* *is a little bit curious as to what he can possibly be asked, given that he was further removed from the Gothmog Incident than either Erestor or Ecthelion* *is somewhat wary, having heard a pared down version of the doctor's interview with Ecthelion and, of course, having seen the aftermath (Ecthelion coming home, a little low, but nothing that couldn't be remedied with pizza and an evening cooing over each other and the puppy* *presents himself at the appropriate door, a few minutes late, having left Marigold with Becky*

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opus_two Posted by: kalimac. Time: 5:08 pm. Mood: relaxed.

*on the minus side, the onset of cold weather up north has (predictably) cut into the ballooning schedule, to the point where he's limiting his flights to certain weekends only* *on the plus side, this means he has actual weekends off!* *and after a bit of day-job rearranging (and sucking up to a certain third cousin), decides the best way to take advantage of this new freedom is with a proper visit to the boyfriend* (*called first this time, though*)

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opus_two_ooc Posted by: pharazon. Time: 9:33 pm. Mood: geeky.

So my mun is a massive geek and it's making her wonder how Orë's legal system(s) work, like are there different jurisdictions? Are there written constitutions? Is there an over-riding federal-types law but individual kingdoms having some small differences? Is there a corroboration requirement in criminal cases? And so on. Like I said, geek. She's also wondering if it could have been possible for you and me to have been law school contemporaries.

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opus_two_ooc Posted by: mandos. Time: 9:22 pm. Mood: amused.

You go, girlfriend.

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opus_two Posted by: malbeth. Time: 7:07 pm.

*following a somewhat useful session with his star witness number one ("somewhat useful" in that nothing new was presented, but a great many things were confirmed), has decided to move on with star witness number two (or perhaps he should be considered number one, after all)* *folds his hands neatly atop his open files—Amir and Samantha, as before, and a third detailing the damage to the Houses themselves* *directly and sincerely, as ever* ...you may find some of my questions difficult to answer, but I would ask that you do so as honestly and as completely as possible. A great deal of this project hinges on the details.

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opus_two Posted by: ninquelote. Time: 7:03 pm. Mood: bored.

*for all her claims of acute independence, has been wishing there was someone she could tell about encounters with cute boys and maybe get some answers to a few burning questions* *isn't close enough to any of her girlfriends to gush with them, and she isn't sure whether her mother would be pleased or horrified (and she's not sure which reaction would be worse)* *some things never change, however, which means another evening and another "family" dinner at her father's house (don't think for a second it belongs to her, too, or even her mother), which generally involves her parents talking to one another with occasional attempts to bring her into the conversation (which her father ignores) or similar attempts to bring her uncle into the conversation (which her mother ignores)* *waits until her father isn't paying her any attention (it doesn't take long) and poises a pea atop her fork* *slingshots it across the table at Curufin and bites her lip hard to keep the giggles at bay*

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opus_two Posted by: el_ladan. Time: 3:48 pm.

*has been in Menegroth for a few days now, and is slowly but surely acclimating to the newness of it all (two fathers and a living mother and a little sister)* *privately suspects he's having more trouble with it all than Elliott is, but then, Elrohir always was the more elastic of the two of them* *one afternoon, waves Elliott off on an errand with Arwen and their father, leaving just himself, Jason and Celebrían at home* *doesn't feel much like enduring the public squealing his brother's presence causes, even if Arwen is delighted and their father's reactions are priceless, to say the least* *wanders into the sitting room and settles himself on the piano bench, resting one arm on the closed key-cover* *sighs* *has played a bit for the family, the old lullaby in particular, but thinks there's so much more to be told, and he has no idea how to say it (or even whether he should)*

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opus_two Posted by: zimrahil. Time: 4:35 pm. Mood: scared.

*Goes to OU's carreers service after getting her fourth rejection letter.* *Checks out firms she wouldn't have thought of before because they're either out of her league or too far away for her (Does not want to move to a practice in Balar).* *Becomes completely overwhelmed when she realises how many of those firms' deadlines have either passed or are in the next few days.* *Retreats to her usual, secluded hiding/freakout spot (back of the law library, corner with the microfiche readers. No one ever goes down there; microfiche is so last Age).*

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opus_two Posted by: ecthelion. Time: 10:48 am. Mood: cheerful.

*has settled into a fairly comfortable routine of working (on a normal schedule) and then going home to the Flower alone (i.e. without bringing work with him)* *is not blind to the way everyone at the Fountain relaxes and perks up when he is himself in good form* *(did notice Erestor leaving early the other day, and failing to return, but just assumed he missed something—it's not like he hovers over his Second's desk to see what minutiae he's working on at all times)* *on Halloween morning, wakes early and leaves a note on his pillow for Glorfindel* Had to run an errand. Back soon. xx E *finishes getting dressed and leaves to run said errand, taking no time at all (it's just a formality at this point)* *turns back toward home, though this leg of the walk takes considerably longer because his companion is mostly dictating the pace and she is quite distractible*

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opus_two Posted by: lotosse. Time: 8:19 pm. Mood: uncomfortable.

*Realises that keeping her mouth shut is really, really not her strong point.* *Decides that she needs to talk to someone.* *Has no idea who though.* *Dials her phone with a resigned sigh.*

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opus_two_ooc Posted by: erest0r. Time: 2:52 pm. Mood: weird.

In the interest of temporarily negating my IC angst and ishooz, my mun is making me put on my Halloween costume early. ...If anything, I think my angst and ishooz just multiplied by 2094857%.

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opus_two_ooc Posted by: malbeth. Time: 8:28 pm.

Everyone say it with me: R-E-A-S-O-N-A-B-L-E D-O-U-B-T.

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opus_two Posted by: malbeth. Time: 7:43 pm. Mood: working.

*heads into the House of Hammer after a long, long morning spent poring over his board and reams of notes* *wanted to be extra prepared for his appointment today—it's one of the few interviews he's conducting himself* *checks in and goes straight to the small, unadorned office he's been using during his tenure at the Hammer* *has kept the furnishing down to a desk and two chairs, knowing he would eventually need a good interview hotbox* *drags the extra chair over and situates it across the desk from his own, then sits down and starts rifling through his briefcase, glancing over the pertinent points one more time* *mutters to himself* Star witness, Kirin. Don't blow it.

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opus_two Posted by: pharazon. Time: 11:07 pm. Mood: melancholy.

*After his meeting, goes back to his office to work late (as always, because it's the best way to avoid the traffic jams at rush hour and he does so hate being stuck in a traffic jam).* *Didn't take the usual level of delight in tearing apart the opposition today, owing to certain distractions.* *Decides that a trip to a pub is in order after he finishes up at the office.* *Reasons that if he gets totally smashed (which he probably will), he can always work from home tomorrow. If anyone complains, well screw them. Where's the fun in being the boss if it can't be one rule for you and another for the peons?* *Finds a familiar bar (meaning one where he can find all the exits even in a drunken stupor) and picks a relatively quiet corner to install himself.*

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opus_two Posted by: estellabolger. Time: 6:52 pm.

*is loafing around the break room on her lunch break, fiddling with the contacts in her phone* *figures she can probably delete most of her Grand Fork contacts, since she doesn't plan to set foot in that city ever again* *methodically cuts the A and B lists down to size* *...after a few minutes' thought, deletes the Cat's Eye number* *reaches the Ds and pauses as a particular name is highlighted* *glances at the clock (plenty of time left) and chews her lip on a small smirk* Should I, or shouldn't I...?

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opus_two Posted by: eluchil. Time: 5:58 pm.

*heads home after football practice, freshly-showered and lugging his gear in an oversized duffel, a wide smile practically tattooed to his face* *is positively glowing with the compliment his coach gave him earlier on the field—that he might be a wide receiver this season, but if he keeps up the way he is, he could make quarterback next year* *is excited to get home and tell his parents (especially his dad), but decides to circle around the long way and take a look at the OU field on the way* *does that once in a while, especially before a big game* *gets a little psyched-up just thinking about playing at the college level (and now he'll dream of being the frosh QB)* *about halfway across the campus, reaches into his bag for his water bottle, only to realize that he left it at school* *is pretty sure he'll die of thirst if he waits till he gets home, after the way the coach ran them today* *ducks into the closest building that looks open—Riverside Music Hall, according to the big letters on the side—and proceeds to wander in search of a drinking fountain*

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opus_two Posted by: zimrahil. Time: 10:02 pm. Mood: stressed.

*Rushes to a solicitor's office for a trainee placement interview, cursing every red light and traffic hold-up on the way.* *Promised herself that was going to leave in plenty of time but it's hard to break the habit of a lifetime.* *Bounds up the steps to the office when she arrives and breathlessly checks in at the reception desk, only to be told that the interviews are over-running and she'll have to wait.* *Sinks down into a chair, muttering to herself.* Great. I'm out of breath and I've got time to panic.

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