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[_daeron]

*checks his mail*

*frowns as he sees a letter from the Star and Tree*

Ah must be about my gig.
*reads*

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NAKED MALE DANCING!!?!? WTF!?

*growls*

Elladan...what did he tell the Edain about me? *marches off demanding answers*

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[elladanelrondio]

*casually wanders by, smoking something clearly illicit and potent*

*pays little attention to you. is too busy staring off at invisible things and giggling for no reason*

[_daeron]

YOU! Peredhel! What't the meaning of THIS!?

*waves the rejection letter at you*

Since when did I apply to the Star and Tree for work as a male naked, dancer...thing? I wanted work as a musician, not some strumpet of the boudiour relocated to stage!

[elladanelrondio]

*blinks at you, confused*

I've got a name, you twat. What the fuck are you on about?

*blows a couple of smoke rings in your face, then blatantly exhales at your eyes*

[_daeron]

*cough*

*blinks*

OW!

*holds the letter up in front of you*

Why is Aragorn under the impression that I applied for a job as a...a...a naked dancer? I never applied for such a job!

To think that someone with my talent would willingly stoop to such measures...