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[_saeros]

*sits on a tree, after escaping the latest incident*

*is very proud not to have messed himself up this time*

*bites his nails instead*

Okay, plan A with scarin Túrin and his little Feanorean bitch has not worked. Instead, her brat and his cousin torture me. Time for plan B: go through the bratling to get to the wife to get to him. Or something.

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[mornaquilde]

*skips past, looking like the epitome of childhood innocence*

[_saeros]

*hisses*

[mornaquilde]

*flutters his eyelashes adorably*

[_saeros]

*so doesn't buy it*

>:|