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Celebel: *glomps Nabhan* Cute foreigner!
Nabhan: *stares* Uh, right. *ew, Gondorian cooties*
Celebel: So, you got a girlfriend back home or what?
Nabhan: Actually, no. *puffs up his chest* I am here on a Very Important Quest, to find my sister. *nodnod*
Celebel: *molests* Is that so?
Nabhan: Yes. Perhaps you have heard of her? Her name is Nadiyah ibna Safwan al-Mahdi.
Celebel: *fondles* Hmm, you mean that chick that looks like you but without the facial hair?
Nabhan: That would be her, yes. *decides she really must be evil* *tries to remove her hands from his person*
Celebel: *clings rather persistently* I've seen her. :D Want me to take you to her?
Nabhan: !!! Yes, please. *cough, decides to humour her* If you would be so kind, fair lady. *kisses her hand*
Celebel: *swoon* *leads him around in a rather circuitous manner telling him all about Gondor and the five most recent Kings and dragons and spiders and were-ferrets and aqua-transsexuals etc.*
Nabhan: *boggles* *decides Gondor is obviously even more perverse and dangerous a place than he thought* *determined now to rescue Nadiyah from this dreadful city*
Celebel: *gets around to the current leaders* And Great-great-grandma Luthy is Queen now and I think her husband is dead but who knows now a days, really? *is completely lost so just keeps talking* And she just had a baby and so did some other people who I've forgotten and probably weren't that important anyway and OH your sister's having a baby too and-- *babbles more*
Nabhan: *stops dead in his tracks* Wait... Nadiyah's PREGNANT?
Celebel: Yup, she married one of those Ranger dudes and they're all up with the wedded bliss and stuff. It's kinda cute.
Nabhan: *practically has steam coming out of his ears* Married? Oh no... this is bad. Rangers.... aren't those the ones that are kind of like Gondorians but dirtier?
Celebel: Well, this one bathes. I think it's a genetic throw-back to Elven blood or something.
Nabhan: *glares* I will NOT stand for this. *grabs her wrist* What did he do to my sister to make her marry him? TELL ME!
Celebel: Um, romancing, buying her weapons, some chocolate maybe? Ooh hey there's Isildur's Secret! It's still standing. *awe*
Nabhan: *stiffly* My sister is a warrior, not some girl who could be swayed by chocolate and romance from one of the enemy. And what is Isildur's Sec- *sees it* Oh... *stares* O.O
Celebel: They're all cute and stuff, man. Great-great-grandma Luthien officiated the ceremony, even. *drags into Isildur's Secret*
Nabhan: *stares* *STARES* *glares* But, but... Nadiyah just wouldn't do that! *sulks* He must have put some sort of spell on her.
Celebel: *makes Nabhy model thongs and feather boas for her* Oh come on, he's just a smelly Ranger who couldn't win a poker game to save his life, you think he could cast a spell on anyone?
Nabhan: *throws feather boa at her* Well, maybe he got someone else to do it for him. SO THERE.
Celebel: Oh, quit being such a drama queen. They seem pretty happy together. *thinks that the black boa looks better on him than the neon pink one*
Nabhan: I will decide that for myself. *scowls* *puts his proper clothes back on* Now TAKE ME TO MY SISTER!
Celebel: You are such a whiner. Fine fine fine, come on. *leads around more and talks about her complicated family history*
Nabhan: *headspin*
Celebel: Hmm, I think I'm lost. ... Yep.
Nabhan: Oh, wonderful. *sulks*
Celebel: All these streets look the same anyway.
Nabhan: Uhuh. *eyes her suspiciously*
Haleth: *skitters past in all his skunkyness*
Celebel: O.o
Nabhan: o.O
Celebel: Right then, I think it's that way. *goes in the opposite direction*
Nabhan: *follows*
Celebel: Badabing, here's the Citadel! What'd I tell you, huh? And to think I've only lived in this city my entire freaking life.
Nabhan: *dryly* Amazing.
Celebel: Well they don't let you go out when you're the princess, even if your father doesn't know your name. :P
Nabhan: *takes this as just more proof that Gondor is Incredibly Messed Up* So, my sister is inside there?
Celebel: Possibly, not like I watch her all the time or anything.
Nabhan: Wonderful! *dip-smooch* Thanks! *runs into citadel*
Celebel: o.o *follows* Hey! Hey, you know, she might not be here at the moment...
Nabhan: Then I will wait until she returns. *firm nod*
Celebel: All righty. I have lawn chairs.
Nabhan: *confused* Lawn chairs?
Celebel: *indicates a set of folding chairs under the white tree* Lawn chairs.
Nabhan: Ah. Er, I should probably check the citadel first, though.
Celebel: *sips on a lemonade that mysteriously appeared and props up her feet* Well have fun.
Nabhan: *nods* *heads in*
I'm still not sure whether she was evil or not. *searches through the Citadel for Nadiyah*
Nabhan: *stares* Uh, right. *ew, Gondorian cooties*
Celebel: So, you got a girlfriend back home or what?
Nabhan: Actually, no. *puffs up his chest* I am here on a Very Important Quest, to find my sister. *nodnod*
Celebel: *molests* Is that so?
Nabhan: Yes. Perhaps you have heard of her? Her name is Nadiyah ibna Safwan al-Mahdi.
Celebel: *fondles* Hmm, you mean that chick that looks like you but without the facial hair?
Nabhan: That would be her, yes. *decides she really must be evil* *tries to remove her hands from his person*
Celebel: *clings rather persistently* I've seen her. :D Want me to take you to her?
Nabhan: !!! Yes, please. *cough, decides to humour her* If you would be so kind, fair lady. *kisses her hand*
Celebel: *swoon* *leads him around in a rather circuitous manner telling him all about Gondor and the five most recent Kings and dragons and spiders and were-ferrets and aqua-transsexuals etc.*
Nabhan: *boggles* *decides Gondor is obviously even more perverse and dangerous a place than he thought* *determined now to rescue Nadiyah from this dreadful city*
Celebel: *gets around to the current leaders* And Great-great-grandma Luthy is Queen now and I think her husband is dead but who knows now a days, really? *is completely lost so just keeps talking* And she just had a baby and so did some other people who I've forgotten and probably weren't that important anyway and OH your sister's having a baby too and-- *babbles more*
Nabhan: *stops dead in his tracks* Wait... Nadiyah's PREGNANT?
Celebel: Yup, she married one of those Ranger dudes and they're all up with the wedded bliss and stuff. It's kinda cute.
Nabhan: *practically has steam coming out of his ears* Married? Oh no... this is bad. Rangers.... aren't those the ones that are kind of like Gondorians but dirtier?
Celebel: Well, this one bathes. I think it's a genetic throw-back to Elven blood or something.
Nabhan: *glares* I will NOT stand for this. *grabs her wrist* What did he do to my sister to make her marry him? TELL ME!
Celebel: Um, romancing, buying her weapons, some chocolate maybe? Ooh hey there's Isildur's Secret! It's still standing. *awe*
Nabhan: *stiffly* My sister is a warrior, not some girl who could be swayed by chocolate and romance from one of the enemy. And what is Isildur's Sec- *sees it* Oh... *stares* O.O
Celebel: They're all cute and stuff, man. Great-great-grandma Luthien officiated the ceremony, even. *drags into Isildur's Secret*
Nabhan: *stares* *STARES* *glares* But, but... Nadiyah just wouldn't do that! *sulks* He must have put some sort of spell on her.
Celebel: *makes Nabhy model thongs and feather boas for her* Oh come on, he's just a smelly Ranger who couldn't win a poker game to save his life, you think he could cast a spell on anyone?
Nabhan: *throws feather boa at her* Well, maybe he got someone else to do it for him. SO THERE.
Celebel: Oh, quit being such a drama queen. They seem pretty happy together. *thinks that the black boa looks better on him than the neon pink one*
Nabhan: I will decide that for myself. *scowls* *puts his proper clothes back on* Now TAKE ME TO MY SISTER!
Celebel: You are such a whiner. Fine fine fine, come on. *leads around more and talks about her complicated family history*
Nabhan: *headspin*
Celebel: Hmm, I think I'm lost. ... Yep.
Nabhan: Oh, wonderful. *sulks*
Celebel: All these streets look the same anyway.
Nabhan: Uhuh. *eyes her suspiciously*
Haleth: *skitters past in all his skunkyness*
Celebel: O.o
Nabhan: o.O
Celebel: Right then, I think it's that way. *goes in the opposite direction*
Nabhan: *follows*
Celebel: Badabing, here's the Citadel! What'd I tell you, huh? And to think I've only lived in this city my entire freaking life.
Nabhan: *dryly* Amazing.
Celebel: Well they don't let you go out when you're the princess, even if your father doesn't know your name. :P
Nabhan: *takes this as just more proof that Gondor is Incredibly Messed Up* So, my sister is inside there?
Celebel: Possibly, not like I watch her all the time or anything.
Nabhan: Wonderful! *dip-smooch* Thanks! *runs into citadel*
Celebel: o.o *follows* Hey! Hey, you know, she might not be here at the moment...
Nabhan: Then I will wait until she returns. *firm nod*
Celebel: All righty. I have lawn chairs.
Nabhan: *confused* Lawn chairs?
Celebel: *indicates a set of folding chairs under the white tree* Lawn chairs.
Nabhan: Ah. Er, I should probably check the citadel first, though.
Celebel: *sips on a lemonade that mysteriously appeared and props up her feet* Well have fun.
Nabhan: *nods* *heads in*
I'm still not sure whether she was evil or not. *searches through the Citadel for Nadiyah*