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Grima: *sits Javier, Hild and Bob down* Okay, little mons. Today we will be explaining why daddy and mommy might go missing for good in a few months ¬.¬
Javier: ::licks paw::
Hild: -listens with interest-
Grima: *gets out a chart* See this guy with the hoagie? This is ERU. He created the world by singing a lot
Hild: -raises a paw- Can we do that?
Grima: nope
Hild: Drat. -droops-
Grima: These...*gets out the next sheet* Are the valar. They're the next level.
Javier: ::reads names:: Why do they have little bullseyes next to their names, Papa?
Grima: *gets out a second sheet, featuring various familiar faces like Mouth, Erendis and Jade and Tilion/Thorondir* These are maiar. A bit outdated since Tilion's a valar now. They're the servants of the valar
Grima: Getting to that, Javier. Sit.
Javier: My pet! ::bounces::
Grima: We're going to be trying to kill all of these.
Javier: My pet? You're killing my pet?
Grima: And not how we kill Trotter. They'll stay gone
Javier: ::droops:: I don't want my pet to be gone. She's gone too much
Grima: *pets*
Grima: If we mess up we're the ones who die instead. Me and mommy. *picks up Hild and scritches her*
Javier: Can't we not kill her? And why are we killing the crying man? I thought Gramma liked him
Grima: Gramma?
Hild: -buts head against his chest- No die.
Javier: The white lady? Gramma? Not-Gramma?
Grima: She's certainly not mine or Erendis' parent. *flips Hild over and scritches her tummy* And that's the plan. But in case...
Javier: But why kill my pet? She's nice. She scritches good
Grima: She's not on our side. That's why mommy isn't actually one of the maiar that we're killing.
Javier: ;_;
Grima: *pets Javier* It's a sides thing. A maiar like Mouth or Erendis are safe because they're with us.
Javier: She could be with us, right? She could come stay here, like them
Grima: Mm. *pets*
Javier: I don't want my pet to die. Who will be my pet? ;_;
Grima: *cuddle* Dunno, mon.
Javier: ::cries::
Grima: If she stayed here and behaved yes. She'd be fine. But she wouldn't
Javier: How do you know? Did you ask?
Javier: I'll ask!
Grima: Good guess of personality?
Javier: If she says yes, can I keep her in her cage?
Grima: *grins* Sure
Javier: Yay!
Grima: *pets Javier* Any questions?
Javier: Nope. ::starts for the door:: Where does my pet live?
Grima: Mandos.
Javier: How do I get there?
Grima: Die. So you're not allowed
But I don't want my pet to die. If I can't go there, she'll have to come here. ::goes out into a piece of the forest where he can't feel the tingling he does in the lab:: Jade-pet! Jade-pet! ::waits::