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[maglor_harper]

*goes to the cafe with Ingwe*

Nice. Public. Less chance of a freak out. :S

*orders some sweet NON-CAFFINATED beverages*

So. Your majesty. Do Noldor still suck donkey balls or is present company excepted?

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[highkingingwe]

*lights a cigarette*

We'll see.

*looks fucking stressed*

[maglor_harper]

You know yelling at people like that won't do you any favours. :S

[highkingingwe]

He started it. :|

[maglor_harper]

Just let it go Ingwë. You'll be happier and he can continue in his pint-sized ego trip, which he will in any case.

So. Do you want to talk, or do you want to smoke and brood, both work for me.

[caranthire]

*staggers by as you're leaving, bruised and bleeding and swearing*

[maglor_harper]

Sis! What the shit!?

Who did this?

[caranthire]

>:|

Ingwe's daughter, thank you very much.

Don't worry, didn't kill her.

[maglor_harper]

Amarie? *sighs* Why? What happened?