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[maglor_harper]

*runs around like a headless chicken after his dragon-initiated shock*

*gets shepherded inside the House of Feanor by a very irritated Morno*

*immediately sets about trying to barricade the windows and doors*

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[urundil]

*blinks*

Maglor? What are you doing?

[maglor_harper]

*tackles you to the ground*

STAY AWAY FROM THE WINDOWS! YOU WANT TO GET SHOT!?

[urundil]

Oof! What the-

*groans, knows that look*

Maglor, this is the Fourth age, not the First, you're having a flashback...Again. >.

[maglor_harper]

Yeah? That's what the dragon WANTS me to think. Dragons are full of lies, they can make you think the sky is green and the grass is blue. Bloody dragons, hatethem hatethem hatethem...

[mornaquilde]

*wonders if tranqs are in order*

*shuffles around and lights a cigarette*

[lindorie]

*comes down from her room when she hears voices*

What happened, how did it go?

[mornaquilde]

*sighs*

Nobody's dead, there's a few mild wounds, and your dad's had a dragon-induced flashback.

[lindorie]

*Sees her dad get her great-grandfather in a rugby tackle to get him away from the window* o_0

Oh Eru...not again. >.

[lord_feanor]

*traipses in with the rest of his brood, feeling quite smug*

[maglor_harper]

*flaps around the house*

WHERE THE HELL IS MY SENESCHAL?

[lord_feanor]

Boy! Quit yer pointing!! The dragon's buggered off.

[maglor_harper]

*only picks up on the word "dragon"*

*Shrieks*

*hides under a table*