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[tar_aldarion]

*stays with Nienor, making sure she sleeps okay*

*makes a quick sojurn back to the consulate for some of his belongings, before heading back to hers*

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[tar_calion]

Ahoy hoy.

*looks at your moodtheme pic*

My, my. Now THAT'S a furrowed brow. Everything okay-ish?

[tar_aldarion]

*brow remains furrowed*

It's getting there. Just... a lot on my mind I think. :s Nienor's slept better the last few nights.

*takes care of a few papers Brethil left him* Yourself?

[tar_calion]

*sticks a post-it note on the formal complaint from Mouth: "Tell him to go !#@$ himself."*

Well that's good. It'll be better once the shock abates. You never know. Might end up liking the idea.

Me? Oh. Uh. Things on my mind too. Family stuff. *shrugs* Being dealt with though. :\

[tar_aldarion]

*small smile* Maybe so.

It always does seem to be family stuff, eh? ;) *well remembers the dinner crowd at the fort*