*gathers up some of Pharazon's laundry off the floor where he dumped it ( Read more... )

*wonders where Pharazon has got to*

*starts to relax when she hears what sounds like his horse come galloping towards the fort and goes out to greet her son*

*paces around, bored due to most of her family being cupboarded*

*decides to head to the embassy to see if any other Numenoreans are about*

*hears shouting*

*gets up fro her embroidery and goes to find her husband*

*is pleased to see her son in such good spirits*

*and Zimraphel too for that matter*

Zimraphel dear?

I'm bored. And you need to buy more baby clothes and whatnot and Pharazon's tedious about that.

Let's go shopping. >:)

*finishes embroidering her detailed map of Numenor*

Pharazon!!! Send one of your minions to get this properly framed or mounted or something.

Then let's go to that consulate and figure out a SUITABLE place for it, even if it means removing some of that buffoon's choices in art.

*figures something has to be done about her frustration other than shagging her father-in-law*

*goes out to the local Irmo's Secret, in search of something phallic with the capacity to vibrate*

*really hopes she doesn't encounter her mother-in-law or brother-in-law or anyone else who'd condemn her for entering a house o' sin*

*gets dressed and goes out*

*embarks on 'Meet the Locals' part II*

*passes by and does a double take*

*could have SWORN she saw a pony led by a small ginger kid and a giggling adult elf with a dildo strapped to the beast's head*

*ventures out, ankles pretty brazenly visible, along wtih a bit of calf! SHOCK HORROR*

*wanders around Tirion, taking in the local sights and observing the locals*

*feels a HELL of a lot less wound up*

*wanders around the fort, ankles in full view and smiling a fair bit*