*hums cheerfully and ties up the easterling*

Seven? Darling? My lady? Look what I caught.

*silently appears on a treestump behind Gildor*

*pelts the back of his head with pebbles*

Oy, elf!

*appears on the beach near dol amroth and looks around*

*glares at a swan edging towards him, sending it off honking*

Salt air. *sniffs* And bird shit.

*adjusts the neckline of his shirt to make sure the scars are still visible, darkens a bruise and walks off to the wooded area and the elves camp, avoiding making any footprints in the sand*

*looks down and runs a hand down the scars and bruises Seven gave him*

*sighs and pulls some clean clothes on*

*looks himself over in the mirror*

*holds a finger up to the collar and traces a burn down the shirt and tears that part off, to get a wider collar and show one of the nastier scars*

There.

*teleports back to Seven*

Six: *nuzzles Gildor* Hello there. remember me?
Gildor: You're the snakey jeweler. Hi. *pets*
Six: Like my gift?
Gildor: Sparkly. Yes. After I established that it wasn't going to kill me, I mean.
Six: I'm just a drama queen. Sorry
Gildor: *pat* 's alright.
Six: Your little elf friends thought I was here to kidnap you.
Gildor: Understandably so.
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Gildor: I'M INSULTED.
Gildor: It's not MY fault if she needs boiling.
Six: man. She was complaining about something being in her. Maybe your jizz was acidic or something
Six: ...it could happen
Gildor: ....
Six: *nuzzles Gildor*
Gildor: ;_; AAiieieiee....
Six: *braids Gildor's hair*
Gildor: *oblivious* *eyetwitch*
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*twists his shirt around to get some water out*

Hobbits really need swimming lessons.

*appears beside Seven and rests his head on her shoulder* Well, he's sort of pretty. Could use a bit of a bath.

Miss me?

*leaves a package for Seven*


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Eight: *glancing at six's post* Depraved crab louse
Six: *grope*
Eight: *guts*
Eight: You see - the problem with Seven is that he won't get to the point.
Six: o_o what now? *bleeds*
Eight: Don't threaten - do.
Six: She wants my body
Eight: I'm sure he does.
Six: What is this 'he'? Am I in for a nasty surprise?
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