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Salmar: *races past in his plastic ball* o.o aieee
Arvedui: *stops the plastic ball with his foot and peers down* o.O
Salmar: *slams into the side* flee! FLEE
Arvedui: *picks the ball up* Flee? o.O From who?
Ilmare: *slams around the corner as a dog* *growling*
Salmar: FLEEEE
Arvedui: Ah. *puts the plastic ball on the ground and pulls out a small dart gun, puts it to his lips and shoots a tranquilizer at the 'dog'*
Ilmare: *tumbles* *turns into a numenorian*
Arvedui: o_o Damn. *rushes to Ilmare's side, the antidote on hand*
Salmar: oh, she's gonna be cranky...
Ilmare: *eyes snap open* *sees Arvedui*
Arvedui: Who is she? *worries tone as he applies the antidote*
Arvedui: My lady? Are you all right?
Salmar: my sister.
Ilmare: you SHOT me...
Arvedui: *frowns* Sister...? *to Ilmare* I'm sorry, milady, you were... appeared to be... *tiny, sheepish voice* I only thought you were a mad dog...
Ilmare: *peers up at him and changes more to look ideal* Ah. Well. I can understand that. Can I have the rodent? It needs reprimanding.
Salmar: that temple was so asking for it...
Arvedui: He says he is your brother o.O
Ilmare: oh, he is. Give.
Salmar: *starts trying to roll away discreetly*
Arvedui: ...Who are you, then? o.o *absent mindedly grabs the ball and hands it over to Ilmare*
Ilmare: Ilmare. *shakes the ball*
Salmar: @_@
Arvedui: O_O *bows down in his sitting position, his head almost touching the floor* I had not realized...! My deepest apologies, what can I do to repay this to you?
Ilmare: don't shoot me again
Ilmare: *reaches into the ball to try and grab Salmar*
Salmar: *spazzes and flees around the ball*
Arvedui: Anything, Lady of Everlasting Beauty and Light... *stays bowed*
Ilmare: Ilmare Erinti works if you just want to give me a longer title. *grabs* *yanks him out*
Salmar: *struggle*
Ilmare: We do NOT chew through pillars
Salmar: ittastedsogood
Arvedui: Yes, Lady Ilmare Eriniti. Would you like for that pillar to be rebuilt as well?
Ilmare: It was Uinen's. *sighs* You're going to apologize to her. And to those poor dol amrothers.
Salmar: they also tasted goo--owowowsqueezing.
Arvedui: *makes amanetal note to send a constrcution team to every one of Uinen's and Imare's temples* >.>
Ilmare: *holds him by the scruff of his neck between her thumb and index* see this? You'd think a music vala would just stay in his room and compose little pieces. No, instead he chews through anything he can get his teeth on
Salmar: *dangles* the teeth, they grow so quickly...
Arvedui: Perhaps it gives him inspiration? *adds quickly* And perhaps not. Maybe some permanent chewing toy would do? o.o *is rather scared of it all*
Salmar: Salmar has no chewing toy! Salmar needs no chewing toy! *wiggles his legs*
Arvedui: o.o Apologies, Master of Symphonies. I was merely trying to help in the only way I knoew, yet I am just a meager mortal... *pleasedon'tsmiteme look*
Ilmare: I like this one. It doesn't proposition me.
Salmar: master of symphonies!
Arvedui: I would never dream of propositioning anyone of so mighty a stature and power as you. You are Valar, and I am but your humble servant... *another bow*
Salmar: maybe it's the same one and it learned.
Ilmare: Gorlim was more...curly haired. I think.
Salmar: mortals. You gotta get more hobbits.
Ilmare: shh
Arvedui: I am not Gorlim. I am Arvedui, King in the North, and a true Valar worshipper.
Ilmare: *smiles* hello, Arvedui.
Ilmare: *snaps her fingers suddenly* An artist? You're an artist, aren't you? >.> Familiar.
Salmar: can't...breathe...
Ilmare: you don't breathe.
Salmar: I could start. And then you'd feel guilty.
Ilmare: I feel more guilty about that temple and I didn't even do it!
Salmar: be godly! quick! I wanna be called master again
Arvedui: Indeed, I am also an artist... o.o *awed*
Ilmare: good. I'm still learning how to be a patron...
Arvedui: O.O *speechless*
Salmar: you don't do anything for me *sulk*
Arvedui: I was never talented in the art of music. My son, Aramdir has that gift...
Salmar: *tries to groom his whiskers* doesn't sound familiar...what instrument?
Arvedui: The flute, harmonica, his voice in general and the ocassional sitar and viola >.>
Salmar: voice more than the others? >.>
Arvedui: Aye. Mostly. >.>
Salmar: ;_; stupid Amillo
Arvedui: Then again, last I saw of him he was still a child and we were on the run so there was not much time for anything else. I heard he's back though, perhaps he has branched out >.>
Salmar: he takes everything!
Ilmare: *pets* it's okay, honey. You have hamsters and hobbits too.
Salmar: but he has DICTIONARY makers!
Ilmare: You're going back into your ball now *drops*
Arvedui: *fears* o.o
>.>
Arvedui: Have I angered him? *fears*
Ilmare: He's just being whiny. Sibling rivalry. *locks the ball shut*
Arvedui: Oh. *stays quiet and obedient*
Ilmare: *pats him on the arm*
Arvedui: *wide eyed awe* o.o
Ilmare: I think I want to keep you >.>
Arvedui: *gulps, still awed, but fears strange consequences* o.o
Ilmare: but you'd get bored and then I'd feel awful. So perhaps not
Arvedui: *relaxes a bit* Is there anything else I can offer you? Any service? *bows again*
Ilmare: *blinks and looks back at Arvedui* er...Not really. I grabbed who I came for
Arvedui: As you wish, Valier Ilmare. *bows low*
Ilmare: *beams at him, picks up her brother and vanishes*
Arvedui: o.o *relieved breathing*
Ilmare: *gives him a little blessing before returning to scolding her brother*
Arvedui: *prays thankfully*