Death: *herds some souls into Mandos* *tiny depressed skeleton*

Jade: :checks them in: Hey, are you ok? :crouches down beside him and keeps Opal from grabbing his scythe: Would you like some tea?

Death: ...*nods*
( Tea, sympathy, and the passing on of a tradition. )

:cuddles with Opal after reclaiming her from the wet nurse: There. Now I can function.

Uruviel? Still trying to figure out why you're here. And where the hell is Hama? Or Wulf, for that matter. I need to congratulate them. Unless they've killed each other.

:in her coma, Jade can hear voices coming and going above her. She hears Uruviel most often, and wonders, in her dream-like state, why the Elf has returned. But for the most part, she is concerned with healing the damage done by Thuringwethil ( Read more... )

Theo: *nibbles on Jade's shoe*

Jade: G'way. I'm dying, leave me in peace

Theo: o.o *climbs up on her and looks concerned*

Jade: :bleeds: Argh. :opens one eye: Hello, little hamster thing. Don't suppose you're Salmar and could teleport me home?
( Wherein Jade, bad-ass Maia extraordinaire, is saved by a hamster. No, really. )

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Hama: Self-defense? Why am I not surprised. Why would she even try in the first place?
( A very brief summary of the History of Thuringwethil and Jade's Animosity, and a shortcut )

:finds Hama a proper sword and some armor: But you're coming back here when we find Opal. I want the two of you out of harm's way.

:sternly: Everyone else, be good.

:heads out the Gates to find two horses saddled and mounts one: Ready, Hama?

:nearly ready to go find Thuringwethil, and Opal, Jade heads to the fangirl ward to give Ebony Star her instructions:

:appears back in her office: Hama! :drops to her knees beside him, grabbing bandages on the way down: Some newly live person told me Thuringwethil was here. :dabs at his throat: I want you to tell me, using very small words, just exactly what happened here.

:looks up as a mouse runs squeaking into the Halls: Minas Tirith. Hm. Wonder what's going on.

Hama! Watch Opal for me, would you? I'll be back when I can. :kisses the baby's cheek and teleports to MT:

Do you have any idea how difficult it is to keep from kissing your newborn child for a day? :glares in Melkor II's general direction: I managed it, somehow. Bah. :cuddles Opal close ( Read more... )