...the city is fixed. Ta-dah. *shooes the dwarven contractors back towards Osgiliath* Who's still out there and who's up for a kegger?

Eomer: *steals wife*
Luthien: *is stolen* Well, hello there.
Eomer: Remember me? :D
Luthien: *eyes him playfully* You do ring some bells...
Eomer: I think they were more than just BELLS, dear. ...all right, my leering innuendoes no longer make sense.
Luthien: Maybe you should go back to making jokes about your tongue instead?
Eomer: I exhausted ( Read more... )

Luthien: Happy Father's Day, Maltiro.
Eomer: o.o iforgot.
Luthien: e.e
Eomer: I didn't forget I was a father! *holds up a squealing Alcawyn by the ankles* See?
Alcawyn: *squeals*
Luthien: I know. But Father's Day is important!
Eomer: I don't think I'm ready to be a father again, if that's what you mean... *looks anxious* I mean, uh, not that I ( Read more... )

Eomer: *demands his daughter*
Alcawyn: *didn't do anything bad, honest!*
Eomer: *scoops up, cuddles* Nothing at all?
Alcawyn: I've been good!
Eomer: Completely? *skeptical look* MY little girl?
Alcawyn: >.>
Alcawyn: I didn't do anything really bad.
Eomer: *tickles* Tell daddy!
Alcawyn: *SQUEALS* The ponies look nice in that color, really!
Eomer: ( Read more... )

( Happy Mother's Day! )

And no I'm not bloody well LJ-Cutting it.

Eomer: *peers over shoulder* Almost ready to make the darkness bugger off?

Luthien: *adds one accent to a tengwar scribble* I am now.

Eomer: *leans over other shoulder for a different angle* Can I help?

Luthien: *smiles* Hold my hand?

Eomer: *does so immediately, warm and solid and sword-callused ( Read more... )

[ OOC: Thank you, pretty dreamiflame! ]

Eomer's pretty nigh exhausted by now, and he almost misses the familiar landmarks. He stops, steps back, and regards the closed and darkened nightclub with one eyebrow raised. Only one Arda would have a nightclub in Mandos ( Read more... )

NAME: Eomer Maltiro Theodensson

QUEST: Family. Ass-kicking. Quaffing. The important stuff.

AVERAGE AIR-SPEED VELOCITY OF AN UNLADEN SWALLOW (AFRICAN): Faster than one from Dunland.

LAST KNOWN GENDER:
[X] MALE
[ ] FEMALE
[X] AQUATRANSSEXUAL
[ ] WHATEVER

CAUSE OF DEATH (SELECT ONE):[ ] SEVERE SMITING ( Read more... )

Well, I'm trying to get back, but it's complicated. I have no idea what cross-dimensional route Haldir took when he brought me to the Inn, and I keep making wrong turns. Ever accidentally stumbled into a two-dimensional universe? IT'S NOT FUN. I still can't feel my fingers ( Read more... )

[ OOC: This is for faramirofgondor and duskdancer, or rather for their respective muns. My Eomer is currently stretched thin between a game and a semi-retirement. This is the resolution I've reached for sanity's sake. If you haven't been following this plotline or you don't like serious stuff, skip it. Really. Go on. Shoo. ]

( He'd known for days now... )