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[turgonthewise]

*goes out in the morning for a stroll*

*picks up the papers*

*feeds the ducks*

*goes home to his nice, oppulent...*

Pile of cinders?

Who burnt my fucking house down?!

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[turco]

*Is completely innocent this time*

[turgonthewise]

*is in shock*

[gil_estel]

Um.

Hm.

We should have tea some other time, huh?

[turgonthewise]

...

...

Everything. Gone.

Glamdring! NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

[gil_estel]

:S

*pats gingerly*

Well...You don't know how hot the fire got, maybe the blade survived...

[noldorinprince]

*surveys the ashes* Whoa. Had to be Adar.

[elenwe_]

::HEARD that::

...do you have proof? Not that I need it, just trying to do things through proper channel here..

[noldorinprince]

No. His style, though.

[elenwe_]

His syle?

::looks around and nods with unnerving calm in her stance::

Ah, of course.

[elenwe_]

::Is a bit further away from her husband, down on her hands and feet, clawing through the debris for something::

::finds Glamdring a sword and kisses it viciously::

::walks over to Turgon with a savage gleam in her eyes, covered in ash and dust from head to toe::

Right. Just to let you know, I am going to slice whoever's done this with my own hands. I'm going to inflict their reproductive organs with cuts and stuff salt in the wounds. Then I'm going to reach into their chest cavity, rip out their heart and suck it dry. Okay? Okay.

::pats his cheek::

[ladyaredhel]

...

Well shit.

You guys need a place to stay? :S

[elenwe_]

::fixes you with a cold look::

::is in shock::

And then what? Maybe next your father will burn down YOUR home too.

[ladyaredhel]

*sighs*

I'm technically the favourite. He wouldn't dare.