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[highkingingwe]

*goes into his study*

*groans at the mound of paperwork in front of him*

*orders black coffee and settles down to work*

...

*peers at the invoice for white paint for the Númenorean Consulate*

It cost how much?

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[ingwiel]

*arrives in*

[highkingingwe]

*without looking up* Just find some space for the coffee pot and leave it with me, cheers.

[ingwiel]

*clears his throat*

For the last time, I am not your secretary. I am not your servant. I am not your coffee boy. You want coffee, make it yourself.

[highkingingwe]

...

Can I help you?

[mornaquilde]

*is busy raising hell with his cousin and puppy in a part of the park visible from your window*

[ingwiel]

*strolls out of the Mindon, chuckling to himself*

[mornaquilde]

*spots you and waves*

'Ello.

[ingwiel]

*grins* Hey, Morno. How're you doing? :)

[meldamelisse]

*adds to your stress by tap dancing on the roof of the Mindon*

*loudly*

>:D >:D >:D

TAPPATAPPATAPPA

[telumaithar]

*plucks you from there and puts you down on the temple roof*

Behave. Picking on Elves is not nice.

[meldamelisse]

*hisses irritably at you*

I WAS PRACTICIN'!!!!!!!

*bites you leg then demanifests irritably*

[telumaithar]

*demanifests to where you are*

Thuringwethil? You about?