*storms off from her meeting with Mummykins*

*curses the name of Fingolfin forever*

*willnotcrywillnotcrywillnotcry*

*goes off and stabs trees for a while*

*sits down*

*cries*

:(

*does a little equation*

Feanor + crazy + weapons = not good.

*has incredible self-preservation instincts*

*decides distance is the safest solution*

*packs up and moves home*

Hi. Yeah.

I AM NOT a lesbian.

Got it? :)

*feels bad for Cook*

*especially after last night's trap door incident*

*thinks it was really, really mean of Turco to pull the lever even though he specifically ordered food ( Read more... )

*worries*

*goes to the House of Fingolfin looking for her mother*

*is caring and concerned, dammit*

Hmmmm.... :\

*goes to work installing locks on Turco's door*

*has severed ties with her past*

*has gotten laid*

*has had a chat with her mother and seen her baby brother <3 <3*

*what else is there for a girl to do, really?*

*gets her horse and her crossbow and sets off to kill things*

*deep breath*

Gwindor?

I need to talk to you, please. :\

:(

*sits by herself and thinks*

*of all the things that could possibly ever happen, never thought this was one of them*

*really has no idea what to think or do*

*screw you, Tolkien, will not be wane and silent* *maybe*

*could use someone unbiased to talk to*

*is very, very happy*

*has many reasons to be happy*

Reason 1.

Reason 2.

*is not happy about this, but doesn't worry*

*doesn't know about this* :\

Overall. :D