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[erchamion]

::sets fire to Thingol's office in a tired rage after slaving away quietly to see the work is done for housing society the elf's project and goes out for a smoke::

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[melian_the_maia]

:o

>:|

[erchamion]

Whaaaat?

::peers at you before blowing a smoke circle in your direction::

The work conditions were absolutely third class.

[melian_the_maia]

That is no excuse. >:|

[erchamion]

::sits back quietly for a minute before grinning::

...I was bored.

[eluchil]

*blinks*

Ada?

[erchamion]

::coughs slightly before nodding to you::

Aranel, how are you?

Real smooth. ._.

[eluchil]

Not too bad...

Haven't seen you in a while.

*glances around at the impromptu bonfire*

Er... do I even want to ask?

[erchamion]

I've missed you and...

::turns around to look at the spectacle::

...this is just a way to tell your grandfather that maybe his idea wasn't going to work after all.

So, how are the boys?

[elwe_singollo]

FUUUUUCK!!!!

[erchamion]

...HEY DAD. Like the fireworks?

::is not enjoying the look on your face, oh noooo.::

::ahahahaha::

[elwe_singollo]

WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?

[erchamion]

::clears throat::

BURNING DOWN THE USELESS OFFICE WHERE YOU DID NOTHING AT ALL AND THERE WERE NO SUPPLIES?

::gives you a file::

All of the important documents are in here, though.