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Thorondir: Of course, I define good as "not starting anything" and just doing what I'm told is following that. *purrs and curls up on Mouth*
Mouth: ...if anything happens, I am so going to smite Trotter.
Thorondir: *avoids Mouth's eyes a bit and tries to untangle his hair*
Mouth: ... *disappointed look*
Thorondir: what?
Mouth: You were...with Trotter?
Thorondir: *blinks*
Mouth: Here Thorondir. At least tell me if you're having sex with Trotter so at least I'll know what I'll get yelled for by Ioreth later.
Thorondir: o.o what if I don't want to say?
Mouth: Then I guess the best I can do is encourage you not to.
Thorondir: if you had your say I'd be locked all alone in a room somewhere o.o
Mouth: No I wouldn't lock you away in a room. I just wouldn't have you disobeying Ioreth.
Thorondir: *glares*
Mouth: Listen...you knew this and you picked me. I'm sure Trotter is much more lax in this area. >.<
Thorondir: He seems to have had a slight change of heart, yes
Mouth: >.< Then just ask me to give you back to Trotter. I will.
Thorondir: it's just nice having someone have an interest in me
Mouth: ...I wouldn't stop having an interest in you. I just wouldn't have to monitor your blooming affections with Trotter.
Thorondir: what affections? I'm still pissed about the head injury
Mouth: Right but in the long run that won't matter will it? You still like him.
Thorondir: maybe.
Mouth: Well it makes no sense then. Why are you choosing me?
Thorondir: because it's sort of demeaning that Trotter's main consideration about me is getting off. I think I'm going to insist on a security banket or a stuffed toy, to freak him out.
Mouth: *wry laugh* Eru you're a case.
Thorondir: You should all be reminded of how Innocent and Young I am
Mouth: Indeed. *grin* You do that.
Thorondir: Until you all figure out I'm not the slightest
Mouth: You know I'm getting a rather nasty urge to smite Trotter just for messing with you in the first place. *sigh*
Thorondir: what?
Mouth: If he had had a drop of self control, it wouldn't have been so bad for you - having to wait three more years and all. You probably wouldn't have even gotten around to it until you were of age.
Thorondir: ...he did think I was an adult the first time
Thorondir: He said so. *nods*
Mouth: ...right. *sigh*
Thorondir: What?
Mouth: Pity he didn't know then.
Thorondir: I don't want to be treated like Gwathren and Quorin
Mouth: I don't treat you like Gwathren or Quorin. I think they're younger.
Thorondir: Still being treated too young
Mouth: Yeah? Well me too.
Thorondir: no one treats you like this
Mouth: I'm the oldest person here and perpetually treated like the youngest adult.
Thorondir: it's your weird belief in nice people. and morals
Mouth: mmph. *stares at the floor*
Thorondir: Weren't you like, evil?
Mouth: Yes. Very.
Thorondir: You didn't suddenly discover Eru did you
Mouth: No. I always knew Eru existed. ¬.¬
Thorondir: *curls up on Mouth* then?
Mouth: I was very stupid. Still am. But decided that being good hurt less. ...and the belief that it's possible to change and that everyone has a better nature keeps me sane.
Thorondir: And now you're with us. You don't make any sense
Mouth: ...it's something of the same sort of stupid.
Mouth: But generally everything is fine as long as I don't think about it too much. ¬.¬
Thorondir: I've read those history books. How's doing a teenager even close to the other stuff? In perspective
Mouth: It's not. But I've made an effort and put that behind me.
Thorondir: *sighs*
Mouth: *ruffles his hair* Anyways - never had to worry about teenagers in Mordor really.
Thorondir: What, everyone hatched fully formed?
Mouth: Everyone? Orc, trolls, goblins... *shudder* sort've yes.
Thorondir: o.o oh
Mouth: Sauron did the last of his partying in Numenor...we didn't have many guests in Mordor...few prisoners...test subjects but by the time I saw them...they were hardly appealing in any way... >.<
Thorondir: Well, in Numenor then
Mouth: *eyedarts* In Numenor, I was a teenager. So moving on...
Thorondir: So you did this to yourself after you left?
Mouth: *eyedarts* Did what to myself?
Thorondir: The age thing
Mouth: Yes. In Mordor. Twelve, thirteen years after I met him?
Thorondir: So you were a teenager?
Mouth: Yes...just said I was.
Thorondir: *considers*
Mouth: *stares at his hands*
Thorondir: So you were a teenager. Why can't I do it then?
Mouth: Because Ioreth doesn't want you to.
Thorondir: Compared me a lot to Arwen in her rant, yeah
Mouth: And I never said it was a good decision...
Thorondir: You still *did*
Mouth: And I ended up doing everything he asked of me blindly for the next 2,000 years. >.<
Thorondir: Oh, like I'm even capable of doing that for anyone for ten minutes
Mouth: I'm not saying that you would. I'm just saying that it was very close to being the worst decision of my life.
Thorondir: What was the worst one?
Mouth: *eyebrow raise* Not becoming a sailor.
Thorondir: ugh, sailors
Mouth: *half smile*
Thorondir: I still want to be able to do *something*. This is sort of closing the barn door after it's burnt down
Mouth: Right. I can just see Ioreth loosing you on Bree. "Lock up your daughters....or sons"
Thorondir: more like lock up your parents...*yawns and curls up some more*
Mouth: Mn. I could feasibly get Aule to make you a chastity belt.
Thorondir: you wouldn't dare
Mouth: ...could solve all our problems right there.
Thorondir: Still have my mouth. *wide eyed blinking*
Mouth: ¬.¬ Right.
Thorondir: yes?
Mouth: Naughty clone. No biscuit.
Thorondir: That's the point
Mouth: Worse than a cat in heat.
Thorondir: I am a teenager
Mouth: I'm sorry.
Thorondir: I feel very put-upon. I swear I'll leave you alone if it bugs you so much but let me do something o.o
Thorondir: I so didn't mean that last sentence how it sounded
Mouth: Do something eh? You cooould "do" the dishes.
Thorondir: ¬.¬
Mouth: *grins*
Thorondir: Or I could go to Trotter's room and be a good little clone
Mouth: ...rather keep an eye on your myself.
Thorondir: Well, if you really want to. You'll have to ask him though.
Mouth: What do you mean?
Thorondir: You said you wanted to keep an eye on me.
Mouth: ...urge to smite rising.
Thorondir: me?
Mouth: Trotter mostly.
Thorondir: *arranges himself more on Mouth* Why?
Mouth: He knows better.
Thorondir: Because I'm all toxic and stuff
Mouth: Because you are a child.
Thorondir: Just barely. And it doesn't matter much anymore
Mouth: Except that if you do you will get scarred with rethium.
Mouth: Ioreth thinks your mask is "cute".
Thorondir: Only if you tell. She doesn't pay attention to Trotter
Mouth: I may not volunteer the infomation but I won't lie to her either.
Thorondir: *glares*
Mouth: If you're going to do something with Trotter better keep it from both me and Ioreth.
Thorondir: *sighs*
Mouth: Last time I'm going to ask you - then you'll have to live with your reply. Do you really want me as your guardian?
Thorondir: ...yes
Mouth: *hugs* Okay.
Thorondir: mmph
Mouth: *yawns* Think I'm going to bed. Off with you.
Thorondir: I can't stay?
Mouth: You can...if you want to. Until Friday. Like I said.
Thorondir: *nuzzles*
Mouth: *small smile* You never told me what Ioreth said.
Thorondir: ...don't want to. *wince*
Mouth: Well...what about the part where you told me "Ioreth said you wouldn't"
Mouth: You never explained that.
Thorondir: You wouldn't try if it even looked like you had a way out.
Mouth: Try what?
Thorondir: 'help' me. Or anything to do with me
Mouth: >.< ...oh.
Mouth: ...really?
Thorondir: *nods* That was just a little part
Mouth: *crawls into bed*
Thorondir: *scurries over to the bookshelf*
Mouth: *curls unhappily*
Thorondir: *climbs in after, book in hand*
Mouth: ...really. Did she really say that? You're not lying to me are you?
Thorondir: *nods* She said I was acting like Arwen or something too and it wasn't very nice. *rests his head on Mouth's shoulder and reads*
Thorondir: Used some other words but I prefer to keep my curses nicely focused on a shorter list
Mouth: ...I'm not a selfish person...or I really try hard not to be.
Thorondir: huh?
Mouth: Nevermind.
Mouth: ...not a coward either.
Thorondir: *gets comfortable* who said you were?
Mouth: *shakes head* Maybe she didn't mean to imply that.
Thorondir: I think she was busy implying I wasn't worth anyone's time
Mouth: >.<
Thorondir: probably true. But I'll win you all over by being easy. It's my master plan
Mouth: I don't spend time with people who aren't worthy of it.
Thorondir: Not much choice for company around here. *reads*
Mouth: Plenty of good company. You're just looking at it the wrong way...
Thorondir: *peers at a picture* ew. Is that a hook?
Mouth: ¬.¬ Yes it is.
Thorondir: Your history books are scary.
Mouth: ...well they are from Mordor's perspective.
Mouth: Won't find any of them in Minas Tirith.
Thorondir: ...*flips back a few pages and points* They used this guy's body as a banner
TakaCrantz: ((poor celebrimbor))
Mouth: *nods* It happened.
Thorondir: I wonder if I could do that to Quorin sometime
Mouth: ...No. ...You're going to have nightmares if you keep reading that book...there are a few poetry books on the second shelf.
Thorondir: I don't like poetry
Mouth: Fine. *sighs*
Thorondir: *quietly reads about orcs*
Mouth: ...not a coward.
Thorondir: Okay. I'll remember that. Eww. Do they really do that?
Mouth: *peers over* Oh. Yes and it's impossible to clean up after. >.<
Thorondir: are there girl orcs?
Mouth: o.o Yes.
Mouth: >.< can't you read about something else?
Thorondir: No. This is kind of neat. And if I have a nightmare I can always make you bald
Mouth: *turns over to face the wall*
Thorondir: *lays against and reads* this stuff about revolts is neat
Mouth: Mmph. Yes.
Thorondir: You were there for this, right?
Mouth: *sighs and looks over* Yes.
Thorondir: Which one was the bloodiest?
Mouth: If you don't mind I'd rather not think about it.
Thorondir: ...but I'm not doing anything wrong this time o.o what now?
Mouth: I just really need to forget somethings.
Thorondir: *sighs* Okay. *flips the page*
Thorondir: hey, you're in here
Mouth: *buries his face in a pillow*
Thorondir: O.O
Mouth: ...Thorondir?
Thorondir: found out how the revolt ended...
Mouth: ...oh. >.< I told you you shouldn't have read...
Thorondir: *flips the page and starts on the next chapter*
Mouth: Why?
Thorondir: Why what?
Mouth: Why do you keep reading? It doesn't bother you that you're sharing a bed with a man responsible for... *blinks*
Thorondir: Nope.
Mouth: Oh.
Thorondir: *gives Mouth a peck on the cheek* *goes back to book*
Mouth: *stares at the ceiling*
Mouth: It was nightmareish the heat, the screams, the rancid sweet smell of decaying blood...sometime I can believe that it never really happened...
Thorondir: *pats* Well, there's illustrations here to remind you
Mouth: *bitter smile* I don't spend much time with that book...
Thorondir: I like it. And you can't take it away for being innapropriate like that weird sex book.
Mouth: *shrugs and curls* suit yourself.
Thorondir: You can brood in bad light later
Mouth: What?
Thorondir: *mimics* The rancid smell of blood, and the angst, the crushing angst I felt the need for a cigarette
Mouth: Fine. I won't talk about it any more.
Thorondir: Tell me what Sauron did exactly to make you do everything he wanted. *innocent look*
Mouth: *odd smile* But that's for the best. I wasn't exactly angsting...
And no.
Thorondir: why?
Mouth: It's a show more than it is a tell thing.
Mouth: ...and Ioreth wouldn't approve.
Thorondir: try telling?
Thorondir: For future reference, et al
Mouth: Not something you really *get* through telling and even after the first couple times doing either.
Thorondir: You're just trying to stifle my natural curiousity
Mouth: Nothing of the sort.
Thorondir: are too
Mouth: Would show but then really can't have you fawning on me for the rest of your nautral life. *winks*
Thorondir: I don't fawn ¬.¬
Mouth: You don't. You would. ...probably.
Thorondir: can't make me.
Mouth: And more importantly - don't want to. *grins*
Thorondir: nyah
Thorondir: hey, you've shown up again
Mouth: *in an undertone through clenched teeth* and wanting to even less...
Thorondir: What's a catamite?
Mouth: ¬.¬ A boy who has a sexual relationship with a man or who is kept for unnatural purposes...
Thorondir: Always wanted a last name...
Mouth: Well there you go.
Thorondir: *nuzzle* Want me to stop counting the times you get mentioned in the book?
Mouth: I would appreciate that yes.
Thorondir: I'm never going to be in books. *grumbles*
Mouth: I could change that.
Thorondir: eh?
Mouth: There are a few blank pages in the backs of some of the more recent histories. Will write you in.
Thorondir: Don't I have to like, actually do something?
Mouth: Right. Would really like to make the entry as: And Thorondir Catamite was chaste unto his 18th birthday whereupon he shagged Trotter Aragornclone continiously for the next two weeks.
Thorondir: bleah. Not waiting three years
Thorondir: I'll probably be dead for good by then
masked incognita: 16 then? I think that could be the age of consent in what? Ithilien?
Thorondir: You don't know for sure I'm fifteen. You always add a sixteen on there when you guess ¬.¬ sooooo
Mouth: Not bloody fair. >.<
Thorondir: What?
Mouth: Noone knows how bloody old you are and there's no way I can keep you chaste and alive til then. o.o
Mouth: >.< Damn my better nature.
Thorondir: *pats*
Mouth: mphfft. *face in hands*
Thorondir: What? Are you having one of those moments again?
Mouth: What moments?
Thorondir: Where you suddenly decide something's a good idea then decide it isn't again?
Mouth: No. More of a "if i had died 2400 years ago I wouldn't have had to deal with this"
Thorondir: Okay. Anyway, did you just argue for me being legal?
Mouth: Briefly I think yes. *eyedarts*
Thorondir: I'll go have fun with Trotter then. And Grima if I can get him drunk again
Mouth: >.<
Thorondir: yes?
Mouth: The reason isn't so much your legality as much as Ioreth is your creator and it's her say and she will BURN YOU WITH RETHIUM IF YOU DON'T. ajsd;fjka;faka.
Mouth: Although I think I've also said I'm tired of protecting you when you don't want it so if you're hellbent to destroy yourself....I will be very sad.
Mouth: *tilts head* actually not really sure what my responiblities are...concerning you...
Thorondir: Keep me from killing people
Mouth: Right...so I'm starting to get waffly so going to sleep now.
Thorondir: Waffly?
Mouth: You know...change my mind on things repeatedly. sure sign of needing sleep.
Thorondir: I wonder if it's my clothing? I really need something other than my nice generic off-white sack thingie
Mouth: *groggily gestures to the closet* Go wild.
Thorondir: Not the right size for your stuff
Mouth: Mmn. Right.
Mouth: What are you suggesting?
Thorondir: I have no idea. It was just a random statement. Plus the fact I might have more luck if I wasn't wearing a sackcloth
Mouth: Question - you don't like rethium right?
Thorondir: it hurts
Mouth: And it doesn't stop hurting on your face is what you told me last time.
Thorondir: ...yeah
Mouth: ...are you daft for willing to risk disfigurment for SEX?
Thorondir: ..not the sex, exactly
Mouth: What then?
Thorondir: *cuddles against Mouth* um
Mouth: *pulls Thorondir closer and holds him* This?
Thorondir: *nods*
Mouth: Mmn. Well this I can do. *nuzzles*
Thorondir: Sex is just a good way to at least guarentee it for a bit ¬.¬ so I've read
Mouth: Okay well I'll hold you for as long as you like and we can skip the sex that would cause painful disfiguration. Sound good?
Thorondir: ...alright.
Mouth: *curls around him and starts nodding off*
Thorondir: still. sex is nice. *nods*
Mouth: *opens one eye* well if you'd rather go find Trotter go for it. I've already told you what I'll do.
Thorondir: mmph. too tired. and warm
Mouth: mn. *rubs his back*
Thorondir: Am I still booted out on Friday?
Mouth: From my room yes. Although if cuddling you will keep you from having sex with the rest of the lab...I'll visit you in your room...
Thorondir: ...kay
Mouth: *plays with his hair* However if I find out you're having sex with Trotter or Grima...I'll stop. Fair?
Thorondir: I can't have any fun
Thorondir: Is Gilraen fair game?
Mouth: Gilraen is alive and here? *eyedart* Mn. Good luck prying her away from her mirror.
Thorondir: Or Ioreth...
Mouth: Heh. Right. You wouldn't have a chance with her and would probably end up with interesting arm attachment along with the facial scarring if you tried.
Thorondir: You never know
Mouth: For the suidical dressed in a schoolgirl's uniform anything is possible
Thorondir: You have no faith in me
Mouth: I'd pay you to seduce Erendis.
Thorondir: how much?
Mouth: Three books of your choosing...not on the top shelf...
Thorondir: *considers*
Mouth: ...was just being vindictive. You'd end up dead before you got around to trying.
Thorondir: hey, you gave me permission to have sex. I'm sticking with this
Mouth: It wouldn't be sex so much as Grima breaking your neck.
Thorondir: I could get him too. *nods solemnly*
Mouth: Any sort of sex equals pain and death and more pain for you. Have you no self preservation?
Thorondir: no
Mouth: *sigh* Any way I can convince you not to try to have sex with the entire lab?
Thorondir: and lose my chance to get a toaster?
Mouth: ...how about I buy you a toaster? How about that?
Thorondir: I was joking
Mouth: *eyedart* about the wanting to have sex with the entire lab thing?
Thorondir: The toaster. But I'll settle for going to Bree and standing on a streetcorner for a bit
Mouth: You will get horrible nasty diseases and then you'll have to explain them to Ioreth and then you will be SCARRED.
Thorondir: I'm a maiar. I won't get sick
Thorondir: o.o will I?
Mouth: You will and it will be the cheap sex.
Thorondir: so you're saying I should be expensive?
Mouth: >.< I'm saying you should wait til you're of age and then try your luck with the lab
Mouth: At least we don't have horrible diseases.
Thorondir: Don't wanna wait three years
Mouth: Maybe you could convince Ioreth to judge you by Easterling standards where of age is 12.
Thorondir: Perfect :D
Mouth: *shifts a bit, kisses Thorondir's neck and dozes*
sighs and clings
Until he changes his mind and decides he doesn't think I'm worth his time. But if he's asleep he can't change his mind. yeah.