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Post by Elindë on Jun 21, 2011 2:42:11 GMT 7
-comes in with bird perched on his shoulder-
What's the bird in aid of?
I asked her to do a little bit of spying scouting for me and now she won't leave me alone!
-looks more closely- Awww, she's a nightingale!
Mhmm.
She got a name?
-shrugs- Tinuviel. [nightingale]
Oh come on! That's not very imaginative!
Well if I give her a proper name she might become a permanent feature.
And what's wrong with that? You can talk to her, can't you?
Mhmm. 'Eldu the bird-tamer; Eldu the fool'
Well even so she has to have a name-
She's got a name!
Yees, but calling her 'Tinuviel' is like calling a dog 'Dog'. I know! Can I call her Luthien?
-sharply- No.
-sulks-
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Post by Elindë on Jun 21, 2011 3:22:17 GMT 7
-dances- Going up to Wales Friday week!!
Can't wait.
...You're coming?
Hell yeah, I love Wales. And besides, seeing as Bangor uni's your first choice I think I should be with you when you check it out.
Right... but no funny business, okay? I'm going up with my dad.
-saluts- Understood.
You going to meet us there?
Huh?
You driving there with us?
-shakes head-
Good! [Phoenix in a car is bad enough. Alone in the back = even worse. In a car going over Birmingham's 'Spaghetti Junction' = a terrifying thought for all involved. Personally I like 'Spaghetti Junction'; I don't know of any other junction like in the British Isles though Dad says there are a lot in the States. -wonders if she'll see any in Atlanta- -should ask her dad about that-]
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Post by Elindë on Jun 25, 2011 1:44:18 GMT 7
The awkward moment when Galion scoots over to you, settles on the empty chair, there's a moment's silence and then:
Eli?
Mhmm?
You do know Eldu takes cannabis, don't you?
O.o
Ah.... -sheepishly- you didn't.
Turns out he doesn't take it all the time but recently he's started again and his healer has perscribed it for years and it's different from the usual sort. Naturally cannabis has a psychotic and an anti-psychotic in equal-ish levels in its leaves. Instead of breeding the anti-psychotic out and the psychotic in, Phoenix's healers have bred the psychotic out and the anti-psychotic in. It's not all that effective but it's all they've got and it's better than nothing. >.< Still smells odd though
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Post by Elindë on Jun 26, 2011 17:37:25 GMT 7
Retrieving the 'Tarot Bunny' as he is now known. Pt 1
-floating on her back along a stream- -sees chink of light- -stops herself against side of tunnel and clambers out-
-blinks- Suilad?
Hey! -wrings hair out- That water is flipping freezing! You got the clothes?
Uh... yeah. -gestures to a pile in the corner-
-checks them for size against her and grins-
What were you doing floating down the river for?
Have you any idea how hard it is for me, as a non-muse, to get from my world to yours?
Well I imagine it's difficult but most other times you appeared in one of the halls.
Uh huh, but beggars can't be choosers. Anyway, turn around!
-turns-
-doesn't trust him- -pushes him into the river-
-splutters- You're as bad as Eldu! -waits for Eli to change before clambering out-
Right! On y va!
What?
Let's go.
Oh.
D'you know where he is?
Official study. Second floor.
-grins- I know where his official study is.
-watched with interest as she and Galion walk through the halls. apparently Galion being dripping wet isn't an uncommon sight-
-knocks on study door- -doesn't wait for an answer before entering-
-lying on his front on the floor propped up on this elbows, feet in the air, feeding the bunny parsnips (not carrots, parsnips)-
(Bunny) -lollops around- -settles- -sniffs-
-looks up- -grins- I was wondering when you'd show up.
-points to bunny- Bunny!
-patronisingly- Clever girl, Eli, that is indeed a bunny.
-twitches ears-
-insistently- That's my bunny. You stole him!
As your muse, I gave you the bunny in the first place. I have not 'stolen' it. merely taken it back.
But he isn't just yours anymore, he belongs to both of us. And he's not going to flesh out into a story until he's back in my brain.
-nibbles parsnip, oblivious-
I can do whatever I like with the plots I send you. I think you'll find me lenient when you think back to all the cruel things I've let you get away with.
Where does it say you can do whatever you want with them?
-gets up- -sorts out robes- -moves over to one of the bookshelves to find his muse contract-
-sneaks towards the bunny-
-bites his lip, not sure who's side he's on-
-scoops up bunny and makes a dash for it-
-wheels round- -kicks off his heeled boots- -cuffs Galion round the ear- -hitches up his robes and sets off after Eli- -can't run flat out for fear of tripping over his robes and inability to move his arms-
-can't run at full speed either due to the bunny and unfamiliar fitting of her outfit-
-jiggled in Eli's arms- -nibbles the parsnip already in its mouth-
-passes the 'Second Floor Corribor Betting Group, who are trying not to laugh at the sight- -goes down stairs to first floor and runs through slightly busier corridors- -makes the main stairs- -half runs, half falls down them into main, bustling halls-
-knows a shortcut so comes out right behind her- -stops at the balustrade of the main stairs- Stop her!
Ah shit! -hugs bunny to her chest- -puts her head down- -charges the crowd (which of course makes them even more determined to chatch her)-
-comes out of nowhere to rugby-tackle her-
-is taken out- -drops bunny-
-lands on floor- -tires to lollop away-
-picks up bunny-
Yri, ion-nin, yri! -drifts down the stairs-
-runs through the halls and out of the main gates-
-picks self up and runs after him, unhindered by the Elves who are all standing around wondering what the big fuss about a rabbit is-
-smiles knowingly- -walks quickly yet sedately after her-
-runs through the entrance hall- -watches as the doors slam shut but runs into them anyway- steps back checking her nose- -relieved when it's just bruised-
-stops half way down the hall, surrounded by intrigued subjects- You know very well the magic of this place.
-turns round- Ah! But technically I wasn't brought here, I came, therefore I can escape. -feels the doors give-
-smiles, disconcertingly- How very observant.
-triumphant- Right! -opens the door a crack (they may be openable now but they're stil heavy, despite their well oiled hinges)- I'll be off then; got a bunny to catch. -leaves-
-smugly- Let her get to the bridge, then collect her-
(Elves) -wait for a while before carrying out their orders-
-is dragged back in and laid on the floor- -looks up into her muse's increadibly smug face-
-is smiling a 'me clever, you stupid' smile- Have you or have you not just been brought inside?
-sighs- It's a fair cop.
(Bunny) -being borne away somewhere by the elvenprince- -twitches nose- -wonders if the prince has more parsnips-
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Post by Elindë on Jun 28, 2011 2:34:50 GMT 7
You know I think I have my muse persona all sorted now.
-huffs- Really? Well good for you.
And I would be much obliged if you'd take my dictation.
For what?
-blinks rapidly- That silly little profile on me that you insist having on that... witchcraft thing.
-sighs- No one looks at that, you idiot.
You see now, only an idiot would call me an idiot here.
-sighs- Fine, you're not an idiot. But seriously, it doesn't matter.
But I am changing completely; I should hate for your fellow... you call yourselves writers? and their 'muses' to maintain an old and outdated opinion of me.
Let me out then.
Hmmm?
I'll only rewrite it if you let me out from here.
Well in that case, I shall mull the content over for a few days. -walks silently away-
So come on, let me out of this prison, Phoenix. -pause- Phoenix? -longer pause- Phoeniiiiiix!
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Post by Elindë on Jun 29, 2011 0:28:31 GMT 7
I keep my promises.
-pouts- Your cells need a good clean. The one I was in still stank of Dwarf.
I'm sorry but smells as potent as that never fully go away.
Especially if you don't clean the place out.
Well you're out now!
Can I have the bunny?
No.
Well if you must keep it can you not add to it?
-blinks- I haven't been adding to it!
Oh? So the town on the lake was there already, was it? As was the forest people who gave rise to the legends of the Elves? -raises eyebrow- And then the forest people just happening to back the lakemen up was nothing to do with your influence?
-nods- I had nothing to do with it.
And you expect me to believe that?
Yes, because it's true.
Well in that case you'll have no objection to the leader of this forest people, who are mortal after all, being old and arthritic?
Why would I?
-silence-
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Post by Elindë on Jul 7, 2011 3:27:54 GMT 7
Noswaith dda!
Noswaith dda....
-settles in vacant chair and pulls right leg over left knee- -stands behind, hands on the chair's back- Sut wyt ti?
Huh?
-tsks- Your Welsh isn't up to much, is it?
Well not everyone here's fluent-
You've been enough times! Galion and I learnt it in a matter of months.
Like wow. Your learning Welsh is like my learning Freisian.
Hmm?
Sindarin and Welsh are oh so similar!
-raises hand- But sufficiently different. -smiles- You couldn't go to Freisland and understand what people were saying.
This is true-
And likewise Galion and I couldn't march into Wales and understand everything without a little legwork.
-leans over chair- It's not even a language of our world.
Well in your world there's Sindarin.
-raises eyebrow- -thinks- So Galion and I and many others I could mention have learnt English, of which there is no similar language at home, and Welsh even though practically we have no use of either and you only speak one language full stop!
Why, how many do you speak then? Excluding English and Welsh....
-closes eyes and counts them off on fingers- Around 7. Well 6; Old Entish takes so long to use I don't bother.... and I haven't seen an Ent since the Eldar days. Actually I understand 11, but it isn't seemly to speak the Black Speech and I physically can't speak the languages of animals.
Believe me, he's tried.
So where were you anyway these past few days?
Oh I was there, you just didn't notice me.
I'm sorry! I was so busy with everything-
-waves hand, unconcerned- Yeah yeah. And I have something for you. -reaches into robes and pulls out
Bunny!
Mae, 'bunny'. -hands over to Eli- I'm getting bored hiding it.
-grins- Um.. Phoenix? I appear to have an almost evil!Thranduil fanfic idea...
-grins from ear to ear- -wriggles back into the chair- Oh yes?
You know about it?
-nods-
You sent it to me.
Of course. -pokes tongue out a little unintentionally-
-blinks- Is this the Tauren thing?
-nods-
-straightens up- Well you can hardly call that an evil!Thranduil episode; (-smiles softly-) I felt the same.
Galion...
Men cannot be raised by Elves, it doesn't work
Galion...
Shut up a minute and let me finish!
Yes but Galion, haven't you noticed that you're the only one who cares about negative portrayal? In present company is that not rather amusing?
-stops, mouth open, looking confused-
For myself I think I'm going to enjoy helping Eli write it.
But... but...
-patronisingly- Awww, bless. I do believe this is too much for his brain to cope with.
-scowls-
-giggles and pets bunny-
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Post by Elindë on Jul 7, 2011 23:05:51 GMT 7
Is my accent sufficiently Anglicised now?
-grins- Yes. Well it sufficiently Oxford-don-ised. Sit.
-leans against doorframe- How's the bunny?
Fine, thanks.
Good.
I'm thinking of using a different account for NaNo next year.
Why?
Because my current name sounds silly.
Have you looked at that place? Loads of people have silly names and it doesn't matter.
Even so. -sighs- And I can't dance.
What made you think of that?
I d'know. Just... did that's all.
Well I can help you with that.
-blinks- No I really can't dance at all. I know no steps. I can't do it.
Hey, if you can walk you can dance. You just need a good partner like -coughs- me.
Say what?
-extends arm- Try it.
-gets up- Okay... but-
You shan't find a better dancer than me. Although maybe not in this outfit.
It makes a difference what you're wearing?
-looks scandolised- Of course it matters! -moves arms around- I was right; the sleeves are too restricting. Excuse me... -removes boots, belt and tunic- -moves arms round again- That's better. -shakes himself out, now in undershirt and hoes- -huffs- Well, are you going to give dancing a go or not?
Well I'm hardly not going to now, am I?
-rolls eyes- Because that reaction wasn't at all predictable!
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Post by Elindë on Jul 11, 2011 3:59:58 GMT 7
omg, bad misreading >.<
-Elves come running-
I was on Famous Inboxes and I misread one in 'Lasgalen's inbox as: 'Phoenix': Tell Gandalf he still owes me for the Long Lake strip poker game. -dies of shame-
Wishful thinking, Eli.
That's my dad you're... -face goes grey- bad mental image -hides face in hands-
-wiggles eyebrows, seductively-
What did it say really?
The same only without the 'strip'.
Good, you'd never do a thing like that, would you, Eldu?
-grins at his son- I don't know, depends how much money was on offer.
-rocks- Shut up! Shut up!
-looks at screen- Why are there so many beauty products/ beauty questions from Estel? Is there something you're not telling me, penneth?
-exclaims- No! It's those flipping rabid fangirls.
-smiles-
I wouldn't; you're next.
-stops smiling-
Wait, who was this ficticious game with, anyway?
Gandalf...
And you misread it as 'strip poker'?
Mhmm.
-mentally scarred-
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Post by Elindë on Jul 11, 2011 22:07:03 GMT 7
-standing in front of mirror-
-sighs- You appear to be preening...
-shrugs- I'm just wondering what's my best side.
You're human; both sides are equally unattractive.
>.< bitch
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Post by Elindë on Jul 13, 2011 21:43:20 GMT 7
-spins round- What do you think?
Very nice! I'm always amazed at how well your crowns last.
-passes staff to other hand- Well they are enchanted.
What's the occasion?
Feast day.
What, another one?
-nods-
What's it in aid of?
Nothing in particular.
Right, so you just thought you throw a random feast out there?
Mhmm, and I don't hear anyone complaining! Except maybe the cooks.
Why, my dear?
-shrugs- I was bored.
-rolls eyes- -keeps forgetting how much power he has- Wait, what's that jingling?
What jingling?
Whenever you move....
Oh! That must be the bells on my boots.
-blinks- Come again?
-steps back so Eli can see his boots-
-sees the bells sewn into the seem running down his outside calve- Riiight.
It's a celebration! We agree to wear things on rotation; this time it's bells.
Oh right. Not a bad idea.
So, what do you think?
-looks him up and down- Honestly?
-nods-
Well I can't deny you look good but -looks again at the wreath, the staff and the bells- quite frankly you look like a Morris dancer.
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Post by Elindë on Jul 17, 2011 0:53:03 GMT 7
I have something to ask you.
So do I; how was the film?
Ftftft! Let me ask first!
-drapes arm over chair- Well I've asked mine now...
It was good, yeah. Only it had obviously been filmed to be seen in 3D. All the sharp focus on object in the foreground and blurring of everything in the background... the effect got boring after a while-
In 2D?
Yes, why?
No reason. But apart from that?
Apart from that it was okay. It stuck to the book (ie didn't add anything that I noticed) but it wasn't the best film I've ever seen.
Not as good as how you predict The Hobbit to be?
-winces-
-knows he's touched a nerve-
-sharply- Anyway, back to my question: why, O muse, are there suddenly phoenixes in my plot bunny?
How would I know?
-grumbles- And why have I got another plot bunny so quickly?
-shrugs- I work better in summer.
Just before the end of the academic year when I'm too tired to sift through them. Yes, I thought you might. But why phoenixes?
Well you wanted them to be flying around on something and dragons are too obvious, as are giant eagles. So-
So phoenixes were the obvious choice. -sighs- I don't think traditionally they're that big.
-raises hands to the heavens- I don't know! I've never seen a phoenix, have I? They are as much a myth in my world as they are in yours!
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Post by Elindë on Jul 22, 2011 22:57:33 GMT 7
-walks in to find Phoenix and Galion singing Sell Me A Coat... is now very worried- A winter's day, a bitter snowflake on my face My summer girl takes little backward steps away
Jack Frost took her hand and left me, Jack Frost ain't so cool
[CHORUS] Sell me a coat with buttons of silver Sell me a coat that's red or gold Sell me a coat with little patch pockets Sell me a coat 'cause I feel cold
And when she smiles, the ice forgets to melt away
Not like before, her smile was warming yesterday See the trees like silver candy, feel my icy hand
[CHORUS]
See my eyes, my window pane See my tears like gentle rain That's the memory of the summer day
[CHORUS (twice)]
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Post by Elindë on Jul 29, 2011 15:10:29 GMT 7
If anyone's wondering where Phoenix has got to, which you probably weren't, he's taking a small part of his court - about 7 Elves in total - over to Lórien and plan to meet a similar group of Galadrim coming the other way. Now as you are now, when I first heard that I thought sensible meeting in the plains of Rhovanion concerning diplomatic relations and such. I was told that while the meeting will be completely political the Galadrim and Wood-elves will be on opposite banks of the Anduin.... and the Galadrim are bringing the rope. At this point I was rather confused... and then Phoenix told me what was happening and I groaned.
Tug of war across the Anduin, anyone?
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Post by Elindë on Aug 8, 2011 20:41:51 GMT 7
So Phoenix has been popping in and out on the way to his oh-so-important tug of war. the thing is...
-typing- -rereads a section- -finds:
compared to
-glowers at muse but doesn't say anything-
....he's not really helping.
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