*walks through Tirion more than a little nervously, hoping but not hoping to spot someone*

*reaches out with his mind*

Tevildo, luv? I need to talk to you, please. You seem to have a little problem.

*wakes up on a park bench, groaning*

Oh yes, Pharrie. . . Ainur can have a hangover. . .

OW OW OW my head. :(

*becomes plagued with images of himself and the anguish he suffered in another time and place*

( *flashback* )

*walks along the river aimlessly, feeling disappointed*

*shakes himself a little*

Now don't start with that again, you're over it. . . forget it. . .

*looks at his reflection in the water*

You're nothing but a spoiled brat, you know that? :(

[EDIT] *manifests to the temple with three half-drowned children*

[EDIT #2] *did something meaningful ( Read more... )

*puts on a leather mini skirt and a lack-of-breasts concealing chunky cropped sweater and heads towards 'Isildur's Heroic Gardens'* >:D

*sits in the park feeling sulky*

*throws peanuts at the squirrels*

*really hard*

[EDIT] **feels quite a bit more cheerful now* Mmm. . .Isildur. . . .

*walks around looking for luurvve*

*doesn't find any* :(

( *goes shopping instead* )

*is bored*

( *gives another concert* )

*wanders into the strip club*

*wonders if they have male strippers in here* >:D