*wants his baby to be born, dammit*

*is tired of waiting for Mirime's mun to come back online to drop the sprog*

*paces*

ADA!!!!!

I need to talk to you about something!! >:|

*makes a set of throwing knives for the baby* :D :D

*finally gets out of bed*

*goes downstairs for food and caffeine, and nicotene*

*checks out the temple*

*or what's left of it* :S

Hello all present denizens of the House of Feanor, I have an ANNOUNCEMENT.

Mirime is pregnant. :D:D

*comes home pretty beat after two days of looking for Norman*

*pours a triple whiskey*

*wanders around town, looking half-heartedly for Norman*

*mopes walks around by the forge, unable to keep from wondering what Celebrimbor was making*

*lightly runs his fingers over half-finished knives and various trinkets lying on the work-bench*

*sighs*

*makes Morno his own set of knives in an effort to get his mind off things*

*wanders through town, gazing into the windows of certain types of stores, daydreaming*