*Sits in the workshop in the House of Feanor, finishing off and varnishing various parts of the music-stand that her and Haldir made for Elros ( Read more... )

*Overhears some of this.*

It's pretty much what you expected, can't really say that you're disappointed here. :(

*wanders around the talan, feeling like a round peg in a square hole until she finds herself in Haldir's work-space*

*settles down on a chair and figures this would be a good place to hide*

*gets a severe headache from trying to cope with the deluge of new memories*

Right. Okay. My family. Families. ARGH.

Mortal mother: Quantity 1; deceased.
Mortal father: Quantity 2; deceased.
Elvish mother: Quantity 1; working as a stripper. Finally I understand everything that job entails. :\
Elvish father: Quantity 1; chronic depressive, ( Read more... )

*wakes up, feeling very strange*

*panics, makes to get up and ends up rolling off her suddenly too-narrow bed*

OW! Dammit...0_0

*pulls a sheet around her and hollers*

NANA! It happened again!

*gabbers to herself in a slightly Maglor-ish fashion*

Just one and a half days to go, then it's Friday evening, then you can go to Angsty-Ada and Blonde-ada's, away from the scary auntie-thinks-she's-an-uncle. Not long now, you can do it, just stay nice, don't offend her, you won't offend her, you're nice, everyone says so, you're good at not ( Read more... )

*Hides in her room, listening to the shrieking.*bites her lip and thinks of ways to appease Auntie C'ranthire...uncle C'ranthir...whatever ( Read more... )

*rushes up the steps to the talan, let's Mr. Waggatail off his lead and heads straight for the nursery*

*looks over into Lasgal's crib and gently takes one of his hands in her own*

*frowns as she doesn't get the weird feeling that she got in the park with Miss Miriel's baby.*

*sighs* So how was your day?

*goes over to her Ada's (who is still a Nana for the moment)*

*creeps into the nursery to get a peek at the new arrival*

Manic ada is an ada again, YAY! :D

*decides to see if the Sceptre can help out Azraphel with her missing memory since it helped Manic-Ada with his missing dangly-bits*

*packs it up in a bag and heads over to Auntie C'ranthire's*

*sits in the lounge of the house of Feanor, swinging her legs, looking very thoughtful*

I wonder if the magic-stick can do anything else?

*bites her lip*

*comes to a decision and goes to find her manic Ada*