October 5th, 2003
Orophin? Let me know when you're ready to start your therapy sessions, ok?
Estë? Want to help me compose a bitchy letter to Námo asking him why the hell he let the beserker Fëanorian out?
Olórin? Want to make yourself useful for once? Chaos reigns over Tirion and a little more Maiar presence mightn't go astray.
Honey? I don't know what's wrong with you, but I'm here if you need me, ok?
Elwë? Hi. :)
Current Mood: busy
And I don't blame you at all.
Tell me about it. The strumpets.
::nods in agreement::
::opts against telling you about Irmo trying to come onto her::
The place has really gone to the dogs and Manwe is doing fuck all about it.
I think most places are going to the dogs here. The Halls are letting out people that really should stay in
. Aqualonde seems to have turned into the lapdancing capital of Aman and this place is just one big mental asylum. I think Orome's woods are still fairly safe.
Yeah, but it's a little too testosterone-filled for my liking.
I think we're best off here. It's crazy, it's debauched but there are some sane people here.
True. On the balance, Tirion is the place to be...
And the shopping's great.
Really? I haven't been...
Oh you must check out the market district. Wonderful selection of little boutiques.
What say you and I go on a shopping trip one of these days?
I say that's a splendid idea. :)
You can never have too many clothes. Or shoes. :)