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[elphir]

Ghostbusting equipment assembled. Elfwine's left me alone for a bit, on the basis that my ghostly little brother will tattle on me if I do anything.

Obviously... *turns on dustbuster* I will have to protect my interests.

this better work.

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[dolamrothsswans]

*HONK*

[elphir]

O_O

oh god, they've followed me to ithilien.

[dolamrothsswans]

*HONKHONK*

::snap::

[elphir]

*beats at with the dustbuster*

BACK! BACK YOU FEATHERY DEVILS!

[erchirion]

*makes it rain inside*

I'm singin' in the rain! Just singin' in the rain. What a glorious feeling, I'm hap-happy again.

Cheer up, Elphir. It's not like I'm raping you or anything.

[elphir]

You know, if you're dead... Dad can probably get at you.

Get solid again. You need to meet the swan. Your flesh is far more succulent then my weak boneyness. *nods*

[erchirion]

O_O

Waaaait a minute. He's in a jar on a desk somewhere. I'm not falling for that old, Dad's loose and going to suck your brains out your ear with a straw routine. That might have worked when I was ten....

I hear a swan has enough power in it's beak to crack open a bone to get at the marrow.

[elphir]

...I'm going to start sleeping with my axe again. It may have bugged Val and lo it may prove deadly to Elfwine, BUT THAT DAMN SWAN IS NOT GOING TO EAT ME a;lskl;aks

Now I need to perform some voodoo to get my beloved bait back. Miss you, boy.