Come, Estranged Victor

May 31, 2002 09:08

And triumph besieges you, fearsome one. (gaze of non-chalance)

Elrohir,(lights cigarette), how is it that one so blindly holds faith in such inanity? That you may rid yourself of my plague with thy capricious "bee-bee gun", as you call it?

Terribly disheartened, you leave me. Born of a wise father, I would expect further intelligence of the ( Read more... )

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lordelrohir May 31 2002, 11:21:12 UTC
Well, ok, I just did what I was asked to.

Is his toenail ok???

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legolasgreenlef May 31 2002, 11:40:51 UTC
Silence! *affixes gag*

Your place may be found in the courtyard to keep company to the guard dogs!

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lordelrohir May 31 2002, 12:29:46 UTC
mmsmfff sfaeemea

aaamam he smmumblemumbe amam emee em a ohcc!

*is thrown outside*

ouch.

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