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AIM CONVO 1

BibleBaby830: Back for a little while.
DjibrilShadow: XD
DjibrilShadow: -snuggles-
DjibrilShadow: softpurr
DjibrilShadow: >]
BibleBaby830: XD
DjibrilShadow: any character you feel like rping?
BibleBaby830: Luthien!muse could use a little movement right now. Can Elves be emo? I think she's close... lol
DjibrilShadow: XD
DjibrilShadow: Deal
DjibrilShadow: >D
DjibrilShadow: which of my characters do you want to rp witrh?
DjibrilShadow: BTW
DjibrilShadow: Boromir thinks Luthien is how do you say... the fairest creature he's ever seen
DjibrilShadow: >D
BibleBaby830: Aw. *feels girly today and is prone to warm squishies*
BibleBaby830: That's very sweet of him.
BibleBaby830: May as well bring Boromir out, then. ^_^
DjibrilShadow: Boromir: o.o? "Good morning, milady."
BibleBaby830: Luthien: *dips head cordially* "Good morning, sir."
BibleBaby830: "How do you fare today?"
DjibrilShadow: "I fare most well milady." Boromir smiles. "Faramir is well also, though he does wish to see his lady most often. Dare I hope you fare well today aslo?"
DjibrilShadow: *also
BibleBaby830: "I am glad to find you, and your brother, so. I am well enough, myself. Eowyn is here, and missing dear Faramir, as well, if he wishes to see her."
DjibrilShadow: Faramir : "Did someone just say they've seen my wife? biggrin "
DjibrilShadow: "Where is my lovely Eowyn?"
BibleBaby830: Eowyn: *grins* "I am right here, Faramir."
DjibrilShadow: Faramir: -hugs her- ^________________^ "I thought I'd lost you."
DjibrilShadow: Faramir: "I missed you so badly, dearest."
BibleBaby830: Eowyn; *hugs back* "And I you, love."
DjibrilShadow: "So tell me, how have you been doing?" Faramir asks Eowyn as Boromir gives Luthien a bouquet of flowers.
DjibrilShadow: Boromir "These flowers cannot possibly match your loveliness but their color does match your hair." -sheepish-
BibleBaby830: Luthien accepts the flowers and grins widely, blushing rather a lot. "Beautiful flowers, and a beautiful sentiment. I thank you."
She nods towards Faramir and Eowyn, who is saying to her husband "Physically well, but terribly lonesome in your absence."
Luthien: "It makes me very glad to see them reunited. She has been utterly cheerless without him."

DjibrilShadow: Boromir: "Aye, and Faramir has been most lonesome without her.' he smiles wryly. "We have not been to Gondor in quite some time, We know not of how things stand there."
DjibrilShadow: Boromir adds: "Would it discomfort you if I asked how Beren is doing? Truly, I'd thought you and he would be together." -awkward, almost hoping that Beren was not there because he found Luthien most beautiful, yet also hoping Beren HAD been there, for Luthien's sake-
DjibrilShadow: Faramir smiled and hugged his wife and then, noticing Boromir was busy, ugged gently at her arm hopefully, intending to steer her over near to an apple tree-
BibleBaby830: Luthien's expression darkens slightly, a crease appearing in her brow. "I have not seen Beren, nor heard from him, or of him, in some time... I worry what has become of him." She bit her lip. "I pray he is safe."
BibleBaby830: Eowyn, taking her husbands lead, took his arm and allowed herself to be led away.
DjibrilShadow: Boromir feels horrible for bringing it up yet slightly elated that Luthien is apparenlty NOT with Beren. Or at least not lately. He drives this feeling away and concentrates on soothing her instead.. He takes Luthien's hand and gently caresses it "Mayhap he is well, milady."
DjibrilShadow: brb grabbing breakfast.
BibleBaby830: kk
BibleBaby830: Luthien sighs softly and gazes up at the sky, her brow uncreasing, but still chewing on her lower lip. "Perhaps he is. I certainly hope so." Her gaze finds Boromir, and she relaxes, giving a soft, short, slightly hard laugh. "I am sorry. I did not intend to burden you with my worries."
DjibrilShadow: Boromir smiled at her gently. "I assure you, your worries are no burden to me."
DjibrilShadow: Boromir: >.> It has been most confusing these past several days. In Djibril's place, Aragorn, Faramir, Tom and I have all had to stay in Tom's house, since Melkor is... often out and about."
DjibrilShadow: Boromir: In his defense, he has attacked no one, verbally nor physically. However, seeing a Dark Lord greater than Sauron pining over FEANOR or all people is MOST disturbing. I suppose there is no accounting for taste."
BibleBaby830: Luthien smiles and laughs. "No, I suppose there is not."
BibleBaby830: "And how, exactly, does Feanor feel about this stiuation?"
DjibrilShadow: Boromir: >.> On the good days he actually lets Melkor near him.
DjibrilShadow: Boromir: On the bad days he rants."
DjibrilShadow: Boromir: "and on the REALLY good days, he actually lets Melkor er. -TURNS VERY RED-
BibleBaby830: A look of comprehension crosses Luthien's face, which also turns quite red, and she presses a hand to her mouth, caught somewhere between a cough and a giggle.

AIM CONVO 3
DjibrilShadow: I should sleep
DjibrilShadow: but I do not feel sleepy DX
DjibrilShadow: -snugglesyou-
DjibrilShadow: >]
DjibrilShadow: I suppose we can rp?
DjibrilShadow: if you are free?
BibleBaby830: *hugz*
BibleBaby830: I suppose we can. ^_^ I might have to get off in an hour or so (much housework to do) butI should be free until then.
DjibrilShadow: XD
DjibrilShadow:
DjibrilShadow: it took them less than 15 minutes to arrive at Tom's house, where Tom was despondently setting out the usual number of plates. Four. One for himself, One for Aragor, One for Boromir and One for Faramir.
DjibrilShadow: Their arrival was a great surprise to the startled maia, who blinked at them for a moment before smiling brightly, at the sight of two he had missed greatly "Luthien! Eowyn! How nice to see you two here again. ^_^ Are you staying for supper?"
BibleBaby830: Luthien and Eowyn both grinned, each hugging Tom in turn. "Of course we are staying for supper, if you'll have us." said Eowyn. Luthien laughed, "We could never resist your delicious cooking."
DjibrilShadow: Tom was happy. Deliriously happy I should say... He ever loved guests! "Aye, I'll set out a few more places, ladies fair, for I'm guessing you found people you'd wish to sit with here!"
DjibrilShadow: "He then arranged seats so that Faramir might sit next to his wife.. on Faramir's other side was Boromir and on Boromir's otherside was Luthien. He himself went off to the kitchen to bring out the food.
BibleBaby830: "There are two more plates out." Luthien noticed. "Assuming one is Tom's, who else is joining us?"
DjibrilShadow: Tom coughed and turned a rather lovely shade of pink. He was wearing his well-made form today with thegreen hair that was his distinctive trademark in this shape and he looked halfway between sad and hopeful
DjibrilShadow: "I was hoping we would have other guests..." he said mildly."However aragorn has been out lately and.. well.."
DjibrilShadow: "I'm not sure he'll get here in time for supper."
DjibrilShadow: Faramir smiled slightly "Worry not Tom, for I assume he will be home well before supper. So, what is for our meal right now?"
DjibrilShadow: "What did you have in mind?" the curious maia hedged, since he wasn't really sure what Eowyn and Luthien would like. "Eowyn? Luthien? what would you like to eat right now?"
BibleBaby830: Luthien and Eowyn were both hungry, as they had not eaten since early that morning. Luthien grinned, "Anything, dear Tom. Your cuisine is always fit for royalty."
Eowyn took her husbands hand. "What do you reccomend, Faramir?"
DjibrilShadow: Faramir smiled "I wouldn't know, since Tom has lately been running randomly through a set of cookbooks, I vow. What have you prepared so far, Tom?"
DjibrilShadow: "I heard of this very nice way an odd, slanty eyes people prepare their roast duck, so of course I thought we'd have to try it at least once?" Tom asked hopefully. "It's called... peeking duck I believe?"
DjibrilShadow: ._. "Don't you mean peking duck?" asked a new voice and into the room came a surprising sight. A dark-skinned, redhaired, gold-red eyed human-seeming individual in what seemed to be a most piratical outfit.
DjibrilShadow: "Do you mind, Tom? Only Sauron is being an a** again and the orcs can;t cook worth s**t so I'll have to raid your kitchen and... Hullo! You're Luthien, right? and this must be the pretty lady who sent the witchking crying for his mommy."
BibleBaby830: Luthien raised an eyebrow at the newcomer, not particularly pleased with the way he addressed her friend. "And... you are?"
DjibrilShadow: "Gothmog, Lord of Balrogs, On Vacation. currently starving too."
DjibrilShadow: "By the way, congrats on driving Sauron completely batty. >] Wonderful piece of work!"
DjibrilShadow: "I know it's unethical and quite dangerous to go near the sea, but well. >.> Those movies really make me want to be a pirate. And these clothes suit me quite well, wot?"
BibleBaby830: Eowyn covered her mouth with her hand, successfully hiding a giggle behind a cough.
BibleBaby830: Luthien stood and slowly extended her hand, a little unsure of what to make of the Gothmog, but intrigued by the color of his hair and eyes. "I am Luthien, as you supposed, and, yes, this is Eowyn."
BibleBaby830: *this Gothmog, not the
DjibrilShadow: Gothmog took her hand and with a disturbing amount of charm in what was supposed to be a 14 foot tall flaming horned creature (which he currently was not) he bowed over her hand. "Delightful to meet you fair ladies. >]"
DjibrilShadow: "Your fame preceeds you, by the way, Eowyn. >D I bought the dvd's just to watch you stab that idiot in the face again.. and again.. and again."
DjibrilShadow: "Sadly I'm not QUITE as famous as say that blasted shiny-obsessed twit with the horrible armor sense but I do hope that will change. >.> "He only got that damn famous because of the movie. I ought to flashbroil That Peter...Jackson? fellow? why the hells he didn't do one of the Silmarillion instead, I'll never know."
BibleBaby830: Luthien smirked impishly. "Recall, if you will, a hideously maimed and scarred pink orc from the DVD's, who seemed to be in charge, especially in the third. You do know, I suppose, that they dubbed him 'Gothmog'. Indeed, I know several people who now use the term 'gothmogic' to describe anything so disturbly terrible to look upon."
DjibrilShadow: Tom looked most bemused as he brought out the peking duck, some hearty clam chowder and some interesting looking dumplings. "Of course you're welcome to share our meal Gothmog, if you can keep your temper."

"No chance of me messing up, Tom. After all, due to Feanor's uh.. Intervention... Technically we're on a truce.It'd be over but Sauron just can't take a hint."
DjibrilShadow: Gothmog looked HORRIFIED
DjibrilShadow: "DEAR ERU. THEY ASSOCIATE THAT HORRIBLE CREATURE WITH ME? I begin to simpathize with Hamlet, truly I do! D: They're ruined my dashing good name!"
BibleBaby830: {ooc: in fact, i did come up with the term 'gothmogic', and my friends and i do indeed use it for that very purpose!}
DjibrilShadow: D:!!!! = Gothmog
DjibrilShadow: you just severely trauma'd him you know!
BibleBaby830: heehee, sorry.
BibleBaby830: anyway.... Luthien resisted a laugh and took her seat once again. She turned to their host. "That looks amazing Tom. My compliments to the chef."
DjibrilShadow: Tom smiled at her as he laid out the food on the table and then went back for the bread.
DjibrilShadow: Meanwhile a rather shifty eyed Gothmog snitched a steaming dumpling and tried it. biggrin "shrimp and pork I believe.! I wonder what these rounder ones are..." he murmured, snitching anotherkind of dumpling and trying it. "Hm... sweet. ^_^"
DjibrilShadow: "Why don't you get some too?" he suggested as he effortlessly poached Aragorn's chair and place setting!
BibleBaby830: Luthien bit back the many unladylike retorts that presented themselves to her tongue and instead placed some of the steaming food on her plate. At his seating choice, Eowyn stole an encrypted look at Faramir, that those who knew her well could translate as 'I am currently working somewhat hard to resist thrashing this person all over the place,' but she, too, chose to fill her plate instead.
BibleBaby830: Back in Luthien's place, the two women had often discussed the prudence of attempting to be a little more... ladylike in their words and actions.
DjibrilShadow: Tom came back and looked rather reproachful at Gothmog
DjibrilShadow: "You do know that was Aragorn's place righT?"
DjibrilShadow: "Really? I'd assumed it belonged to that Feanorion fellow you were so fond of, Gothmog teased before adding contemplatively "These dumplings are excellent."
DjibrilShadow: Meanwhile Faramir and Boromir too had filled their own plates, Faramir passing a a particularly choice tidbit to his wife every so often and Boromir looking very much as if he wished to do the same... but settled for passing around a decanter of fine wine instead.
BibleBaby830: Luthien poured some wine into her goblet and took a sip. "T his meal is extraordinary, Tom, dearest. Can you do no wrong in the kitchen?"
DjibrilShadow: Tom smiled brilliantly at her, more than pleased at her compliment
DjibrilShadow: "Dear Luthien you praise me too much. Truly, tom would have a big head if Tom listened to many such!"
DjibrilShadow: Gothmog grinned "She is right though, you're a wizard in the kitchen."
DjibrilShadow: "...Excepting that weed-smoking Gandalf."
DjibrilShadow: "No offense meant."
BibleBaby830: Eowyn opened her mouth, eyes flashing, and Faramir {if I may be so presumptous as to direct an action of one of your characters, I do hope you will forgive me} shoved a dumpling unceremoniously into her mouth to prevent her lashing out.
DjibrilShadow: XDD TRUE
DjibrilShadow: FARAMIR DID DO THAT
DjibrilShadow: and then he rubbed her back gently and then faced Gothmog. "I'd request that if you plan to eat at this table, you not insult our friends and allies."
DjibrilShadow: Gothmog raised an eyebrow. "I apologize then." though he didn't really understand the point of apologizing... wasn't Gandalf often seen with his tobacco pipe smoking hobbit weed?
BibleBaby830: brb
DjibrilShadow: Truly the ways of men and women were strange to the balrog, so used to his own kind

Gothmog sighed in confusion and then proceded to snitch another few dumplings as Tom came back with some more food. Some good cheeses, a basket of sweet ripe fruits, and some hot crusty bread. He then spread out the new foods on the table and before he himself began eating and went over to the window,looking out and hoping to see Aragorn or Arwen soon. Would he catch sight of them, he wondered?

The speed with which Tom OPENED the door and HUGGED HER was fascinating. Sort of like a blur really.
"Arwen! We've missed you so much! Please do come in. ^_^" he asked, tugging gently at her sleeves.

It took Arwen a few moments to comprehend what just happened but then replied
"I've missed you too, Tom! I would love to come in."
Upon entering the house, she came to realize that Tom had many guests there as well, although Luthien was the first that she spotted out of the crowd.
"Luthien, I'm so happy to see you!" Arwen cried from where she was standing.
"Tom, you didn't tell me you had guests, I didn't realize that you were busy. I'm so sorry to intrude upon your party."

(sorries guys, I gotta go. Be back tomorrow)

Tom immediately took the time afforded him by Arwen's greeting of Eowyn and Luthien to go to the kitchen and set ANOTHER two places!
Fortunately Gothmog's place was at the very end of the table and Tom could put Arwen's place next to his own and Aragorn's place, (if the stubborn king could come!) next to her own.