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Oct 24, 2008 09:34

Turgon: *throws a crumpled up ball of paper at Lio*
Ecthelion: Hey!
Turgon: "Hay" is for horses. *grin*
Ecthelion: You're a goof.
Turgon: Perhaps. *leans against him* How're you doing?
Ecthelion: Pretty good, actually.
Turgon: Yeah? The problems in your marriage have cleared up? *winks*
Ecthelion: *pokes* I don't have a marriage.
Turgon: True. Married couples actually spend time apart.
Ecthelion: *grins* I'm apart from her right now, aren't I?
Turgon: You're probably with her here. *taps his head* Not hearing half of what I say.
Ecthelion: You have my complete and total attention, I promise.
Turgon: Oh good. Maybe I should ask you to do something for me, then?
Ecthelion: Sure. What can I do for you?
Turgon: I need a note taken to my brother.
Ecthelion: I can do that.
Turgon: Great. *quickly pens out said note: "Findekano, I'm telling off adar before he goes home, hope you're happy." And seals it so only Fingon will see it* Here. *hands it to Lio*
Ecthelion: What's it say?
Turgon: Nothing that concerns you, dear friend. Just some family business.
Ecthelion: *touches his shoulder* You concern me, you know?
Turgon: Do I? *slight smirk* Good. I like keeping you on your toes.
Ecthelion: *lightly punches his shoulder* You and your games.
Turgon: Every risk is calculated. I don't do anything without considering what may happen.
Ecthelion: Yeah, yeah. I know. And you're good at taking risks, and you're good at playing games, and you always win. And you're the best liar around.
Turgon: *nods with a shrug* Kana is the second best, I think.
Ecthelion: And I'm not good at lying at all. *wryly* I've obviously got the wrong girlfriend and best friend.
Turgon: Or the perfect ones. Isn't there some saying about how opposites attract?
Ecthelion: Yeah, you both like me for my honesty. *chuckles*
Turgon: Like moths to a flame. *winks*
Ecthelion: *nudges him* And how are you doing?
Turgon: Me? I'm fabulous.
Ecthelion: Mmmhmm. Really?
Turgon: Shouldn't I be?
Ecthelion: Well, you're still under curfew, still not talking to your brother....and you're sending me off with a mysterious note. So, you know, there -could- be things that bother you.
Turgon: But you seem to know it all, already.
Ecthelion: Which is why I'm asking how you're doing.
Turgon: Just peachy. I'm taking everything in stride and dealing with the situation.
Ecthelion: Okay. Good to know. *may be slightly skeptical*
Turgon: *kisses* I'll let you worry, if you want. But I don't want anyone to know what's going on, until it's done, so no one else has to deal with the consequences.
Ecthelion: Okay. You play your games. *kisses back* I'll be here when you need me.
Turgon: Thank you. I promise to try not to get hurt.
Ecthelion: At least you'll try. But Glor and I will be waiting with cookies and bandages, just in case.
Turgon: As always. What would I do without you?
Ecthelion: *winks* I guess your life would be one vast, empty wasteland.
Turgon: *snorts* Doubtful, though I might be hungrier and bleed more.
Ecthelion: *pokes* Aw, you'd be broken without me and Glor.
Turgon: Maybe a little.
Ecthelion: Maybe a lot.
Turgon: Shh. *puts a finger over Lio's lips* That's a secret.
Ecthelion: *just shakes his head at him*
Turgon: *winks* You know why I'm your favourite.
Ecthelion: Remind me again?
Turgon: Because I made you go see my hot cousin. *sticks out his tongue*
Ecthelion: *laughs* Yes, for that, you will always be my favorite.
Turgon: How many children do you think the two of you will have? Ten? Eleven?
Ecthelion: *smirks* Probably 12. We'll name all the boys after you.
Turgon: Excellent.
Ecthelion: *fondly* Conceited bastard.
Turgon: You would be, too, if you were me.
Ecthelion: *laughs at him* I probably would.
Turgon: I'm just that fabulous. *shrugs*
Ecthelion: Mmmhmm. I'll take leave of your fabulous self right now, and bring this over to your brother.
Turgon: Thanks.
Ecthelion: You're welcome
Turgon: *quick hug* Don't tell my brother too much if he asks.
Ecthelion: I'll keep the information to a minimum, boss.
Turgon: I appreciate it.
Ecthelion: Of course. *heads out*

Ecthelion: *goes to Fingon's office* Hello?
Fingon: *looks up from a file* Oh um... Oh! *recognizes him* You're here from Turgon?
Ecthelion: Yes, hi. He sent me with this for you. *hands him a note*
Fingon: Oh um thank you. *pause* How IS he?
Ecthelion: *considers best how to put this* He.... says he's fine.
Fingon: *nods, sighs* I...wish there was something to be done. He's so STUBBORN though.
Ecthelion: *nods* Yes. Very. And feeling very betrayed by you.
Fingon: *nodding* I know. *sigh* Which I suppose IS true.
Ecthelion: *shrugs* Yeah. It's too bad it had to come to that.
Fingon: It is. *frown* I keep hoping maybe someday..*fiddles with note, hasn't opened it yet*
Ecthelion: Well, maybe? He seems pretty determined right now, but there's always a chance.
Fingon: Will you tell him that I said hello?
Ecthelion: Of course. Did you, uh, want to send a reply to the note?
Fingon: Oh the note..I should um...*opens it, BLINKS*
Fingon: *then reads again* Oh...Oh shit...
Ecthelion: *arches an eyebrow* Oh shit?
Fingon: *decides he may as well show Lio the note* This...could get interesting...
Ecthelion: *reads it* Oh. Yeah. That's a new twist.
Fingon: I'm...not sure what to respond actually... *little laugh*
Ecthelion: "Good luck?"
Fingon: *laughs, picks up a pen* Good suggestion!
Ecthelion: *waits while Fingon writes the note*
Fingon: *writes "Good Luck, Don't Die" and seals the note* *Smiles at Lio* Well....now I guess we'll see what happens. I hope he doesn't die again.
Ecthelion: It's kind of inconvenient, but it doesn't seem to have slowed him down at all....
Fingon: No, and he DOES always bounce back, doesn't he?
Ecthelion: *grins* He has quite a talent for it.
Fingon: *inappropriate snicker*
Ecthelion: *grins* I'll just take this back to him.
Fingon: Thanks very much
Ecthelion: No problem. I'll tell him you said hello.
Fingon: *grin* If you need help picking up the pieces when my adar is done with him let me know?
Ecthelion: *nods* Yeah. Maybe he'll want you.
Fingon: Maybe.
Ecthelion: We'll see. *waves as he leaves*

Ecthelion: *comes looking for Turgon*
Turgon: *sitting back in his desk chair, feet on his desk, reading a book*
Ecthelion: Hey. *comes to sit on the desk*
Turgon: *looks over his book* Hey.
Ecthelion: *hands him the note* Your brother says hello.
Turgon: *snorts and takes the note*
Turgon: *rolls his eyes once he reads it, crumpling it and tossing it out* Typical.
Ecthelion: Mmm. He seemed concerned.
Turgon: Mmhmmn. *shrugs and looks back at his book*
Ecthelion: He showed me the note.
Turgon: *turns a page* Do you understand why I don't want you involved?
Ecthelion: Boss. Don't do anything TOO stupid, okay?
Turgon: I won't. *closes the book in his lap and gives Lio a serious look* I know what I'm getting into. I am smart enough to be scared.
Ecthelion: *wryly* Not smart enough not to get into it at all though? *shakes his head* You do what you have to, Turu.
Turgon: Well, I wouldn't if I didn't have to.
Ecthelion: *nods* I know. I trust you know what you're doing.
Turgon: I think I do.
Ecthelion: Okay. *grins* I'll stop pestering you with my concern.
Turgon: Thanks.
Ecthelion: *kisses him* Just be careful, okay?
Turgon: I promise. *kisses back*
Ecthelion: Good.
Turgon: *smiles* It'll be okay.
Ecthelion: *not so sure, but* Okay.
Turgon: I'll come to you first thing afterwards.
Ecthelion: Yeah?
Turgon: I swear.
Ecthelion: Don't lie to me, boss.
Turgon: I'm not.
Ecthelion: Okay. *smiles at him*
Turgon: I take my oaths seriously. You know that.
Ecthelion: I do, yes.
Turgon: I think this will work out. I think.
Ecthelion: Well, it could.
Turgon: Just... pray for me.
Ecthelion: *nods and gives him a hug*
Turgon: *hugs back*
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