An Annoyance of Muses

[Elindë]

Omg, I just found the website to my favourite fan artist ever and there are so many drawings of you! And in one of them you look like a woman! -squees-

-gives an odd look-

Isn't that fantastic? -bounces- -is stupidly happy about this-

-sounding a little like Snape- Evidently. Please excuse me while I endeavor to contain my excitement.

[Elindë]

How's Lianna? [his 'niece']

Difficult. And venemous with it.

How so?

-puts on voice- Leave me alone! I don't want to see you, you're weird. Hey, why are you leaving? I should mean more to you than a tug of war; come back! Why do you keep hanging round me, get lost!

-smiles- You're too alike.

-indignant- I'm not like that!

Of course you're not.

[Elindë]

-turns on laptop, everything's fine- -sees a word doc opening- Huh?

Lovai: -from somewhere, types- "Hi!"
-blinks-

"How was your holiday?"

-types- "Not as good as expected..."

"Oh, bad luck. I've been learning about your world while you were away. Seeing as you weren't around to be influenced Eldu couldn't find a reason why I shouldn'y stick around long-term."

"What's going on?"

"What? Oh this! I got bored so I hacked your computer."

"WHAT?!"

"Yeah, pobably not the most social thing I've done. I shan't do it to you again now I know I can though "

-groans-

"See you around!" -closes document-

Great, so now I have a technophobe and a hacker as muses. -senses someone behind her- Phoenix, what the hell's going on?

How should I know? As soon as I said he could stick around I went to Paris to annoy you.

This is true.

What's he done?

Learnt how to hack stuff. He'll be hotwiring cars next.

What's that?

Never mind.

[Elindë]

-lounging in vacant chair- So what is hacking anyway?

Well there are different kinds but computer hacking is where you break into someone's computer, read all their files and control what the computer does. It's not unlik lock-picking.

Oh, I can pick locks!

I know you can...

I'll show you.

No, you don't need to-

-proceeds to pick the lock on her drawer-

... I'm not safe with the pair of you around, am I?

-grins- Good think Lovai's not permitted to hang around with us outside RPing, no?

... -doesn't tell him you don't need to be physically near a computer to hack it-

[Elindë]

Eli?

-sorting out her wardrobe, therefore not in the study-

Eli?

-ignores-

Elindë!

-mutters- Flipping heck! -calls- in my bedroom!

-stands in doorway, hands on hips, scowling- There appears to be a Noldo in the Muses' Realm

-looks up- That'd be Ascatal.

-voice laced with menace- You were aware of this?

-nods-

And yet you still tried to pursuade me to return?

To be honest I'm surprised you haven't heard of him until now. The last child borne in Gondolin can't be completely unknown, even among the Sindar.

He is a Noldor. A kinslayer. I have no interest in, and refuse to socialise with, such people.

-slowly- Yes, he is a Noldo, as is the Elven part of Elrond and every part of Palandir. Your point?

He'll try to kill me!

And I wouldn't be surprised if you march up to him in such a temper! How can he be part of the kinslay; he's far too young! Not even you were around for all of them and none involved Doriath.

-steps closer so his face is in Eli's- But my kin were. It could easily have been people I love-

You love Palandir, don't you? And Nenros was almost tricked into taking part and had to run through it to get away and left you in Angband yet you forgave him.
I see why you're shocked but your social networks prove that just because someone belongs to a certain race that doesn't mean they are going to carry that race's most malicious intent. -ribs- Just because you hold grudges doesn't mean everyone does.

-wants to slap her but resists the urge- -straightens up and glowers down at her, his expression looks like he's been sucking on lemons most of his life-

Ascatal can't have had any part in the evils of Beleriand and you know it, so just calm down and stick to the Realm's rules.

You met him?

Indirectly. I've heard about him and heard him speak-

What's he like?

A lot more Elven and gentlemanly than you!

-sucks in his chest- Head in the clouds.

-smiles- If you like.

I know the kind; I hate those pompus -censor-

-sighs- This is going to be interesting...

[Elindë]

Eli's getting her results in just over an hour!!! -bounces-

-glares- -stops glaring as it's making hi headache worse- -drank too much absinthe, is hungover- Daro i, Lovai. Dôl-nín! Faeg dôl-nín... [Stop that, Lovai. My head! My poor head...]

Shut up, the pair of you! -is nervous-

-pouts- But I've never been to such a ceremony before; you can't blame me for being excited.

-slumps- -mutters- Rachon le; nai Ungolient meditha le. [I curse you;may Unglinant devour you]

[Elindë]

So I've got this grey suit and scarlet bouse...

-nods- Those are good colours.

I thought you'd say that! I really want to wear red feathers or something but I've tried that before and they don't stay in.

Yeah, they are tricky.

Also I want a phoenix brooch to pin on my lapel but I don't have one!

-blinks- Wow; you're even more obsessed about me than I am!

[Elindë]

Morning!

And where were you yesterday?

...Yesterday?

Lancaster...

Oh -curses-!

Well?

Something came up...

-raises eyebrow-

Dwarf trouble. Thorin's trying to rekindle the distrust between Elves and Dwarves, which has always been just below the surface anyway. You know I never thought I'd say this but I think I prefered his namesake.

-surprised- Oh? What happened?

Well I tried to be rational and all that which is hard when someone's asking you why you haven't run him through and you're standing there really wanting to, but he was having none of it... so I had to appeal to Glóin's better nature to get him to shut up.

That must have hurt!

-nods- Tell me about it. And it was made all the worse by a certain someone witnessing the event and grinning like he'd won some kind of victory all the way home, with remarks such as wasn't that easy? Don't you wish you'd had a chat like that years ago.' -huffs- Last time I go to Erebor with him.

-says nothing-

-doesn't notice the silence- Turns out Glóin was getting a similar ear-bashing from his one. -shakes head- The youth of today; no respect for age-old hatreds.

Well so long as you weren't enjoying yourself at all I'll frogive you your absence.

Why? Was Lancaster horrible?

No, it was amazing. But you need some deterent so you don't make standing me up a habit.

[Elindë]

So who's this guy?

That's Matt Smith as the 11th Doctor.

-looks at picture- He's cute.

What about his assistant?

-looks at second pic- -wrinkles nose, considering- -shakes head- My friends sit there for hours checking out women but I've never seen it. -brightens up- I've got good at faking it though.

-scrolls down- So this is the tenth doctor, who is way cooler. Smith is a good actor but he can't beat Tennant in this.

He looks a bit...

-raises eyebrow-

intimidating.

Haha fair enough.
So, -impishly- is there anyone at home who you think is 'cute'?

-hugs knees- Someone I fancy?

-nods-

-pauses- Who I pretend to fancy or who I actually fancy?

-shrugs- Both?

I won't get into trouble will I? -wants to tell someone but his society makes him uneasy-

Course not!

Well -shuffles to whisper in ear- ...wait there's someone behind me...

-looks up, irked- -mutters- Bad timing, Sinda.

-wringing hair out, oblivious-

-shuffles back to original place, also irked but secretly relieved-

You look a bit wet, Phoenix.

-is drenched- Stupid hole in boat...

Hmm?

Boat sank near the NE shore of the lake. We had to swim for it.

Ah... that why you're here?

-nods- One of the crew selfishly got himself knocked out so everyone's waiting for him to wake up. I got bored-

you can't have been waiting long!

-so I came here. Morning, Lovai.

-waves-

Ermm, Phoenix? You've got a little -points to shoulder-

Hmm? -looks- -goes grey- Would you excuse me? I need to be sick... -runs across landing-

What was that?

Scale from rotting dragon. Lovely.

Eli, I've only.... had this crush... for a year. I was fine and then something suddenly changed, what's wrong with me?

There's nothing wrong with you! It's your culture that should have it's health looked at.

-smiles- Thanks.

-smiles back- But... I wouldn't tell Phoenix just yet.... wait till you're sure

-from the bathroom- Eli? There's a cat in your bath!

-calls back- Uh huh, she practically lives there. You aren't scared of cats, are you?

No, I love them. It's just... domestic cats and water....

-grins- -smile fades- What have you done with that scale?

Threw it out the window...

Well get it back!!

Why?

Because if one of my parents finds a genuine dragon scale in the garden....

Ahh... -walks across landing and thunders downstairs-

[Elindë]

-chasing Phoenix round the house with a used paint roller-

-hands over head- Not the hair! Not the hair!

-laughing- Come on, I think lilac would suit you!

-yelps- -runs faster-

[Elindë]

-looking on Hollow Art- Craig Parker, Karl Urban and Elijah Wood come up one after the other. What is this, the LotR parade?

-perched on the opposite desk, one leg folded under him- To be fair, by the time The Hobbit films come out nearly every actor wil have been involved.

What about Nighy? Bill Nighy wasn't in the films!

-thinks- HA! -points at Eli- But he voices Sam in the radio production, didn't he? Didn't he! -rocks backwards and forwards, cackling-

Phoenix, you look and sound manic.

-pause-

Michael Sheen! Where's he in the films, hmm? He isn't, that's where he is!

I love how his is the second name to come to your mind.

>.<

[Elindë]

-watching this interview-

Lloyd: -on wig used for Viserys- ..a lot of it was keeping it away from other fantasy characters, like y' Legolas and y' Lucius Malfoy...

-looks at muse, trying not to laugh-

-angry- What? Whatareyalookinatmefer?

Nothing.... just amusing he mentioned those people, that's all.

-glowers-

A short while later, Lovai's arrived and the three of us are watching Viserys' 'coronation'

-jerks back, looking disgusted-

-unimpressed-

I guess that's one good reason not to have a metal crown...

-looks worried- My father's is metal... -looks at Phoenix-

-smiles smugly- Wood... and leaves. I'm safe

Because the spiders are a walk in the park-

-anxiously- No one would do that to me, would they?

Of course not! You aren't that annoying.

Nice to see the back-handed compliments are back, Eldu.

[Elindë]

-comes back to hear singing- -Lovai and Phoenix are in the living room-

-listening intently, wide-eyed to Phoenix-

-singing the Lay of Leithian... from beginning to end- -at around line 900 right now-

[text in square brackets is stuff thought by me, not said -doesn't want to interrupt]

'Whither thy riddle points as plain'
the king in anger said, 'but deign
to make it plainer! Who is he
that earns my wrath? How walks he free
within my woods amid my folk,
a stranger to both beech and oak?'

-while singing, looks at Eli pained- -though he knows the words he's out of practice (and of breath)-

[The king concerned is Thingol, by the way]

But Dairon looked on Luthien
and would he had not spoken then,

[though if you thought it was Thranduil I wouldn't be surprised]

and no more would he speak that day
though Thingol's face was wrath and grey.

[this just proves my point that they are scarily similar. I feel sorry for Phoenix though; he really isn't very far into the poem atm]

Then Lúthien stepped lightly forth:
'Far in the mountain-leaguered North,
my father,' said she, 'lies the land
that groans beneath King Morgoth's hand.

Thence came on hither, bent and worn
in wars and travail, who had sworn

undying hatred of that king;
the last of Beor's sons, they sing,
and even hither far and deep
within thy woods the echoes creep
through the wild mountain passes cold
the last of Beor's house to hold

a sword unconquered, neck unbowed
a heart by evil power uncowed.

[Maybe that's what's giving him grief, the fact that he has to sing thousands of lines in English...]

No evil needst thou think or fear
of Beren son of Barahir!

[either way he'll be singing for hours yet]
-leaves the muses to it-

[Elindë]

So I started doing stuff for my second english coursework essay today, by writing stuff on postits and sticking them to the relevant pages in the prose version of Beren and Lúthien. Phoenix arrived and an arguement was written on a postit. I though this a good opportunity to show off Phoenix's 'amazing' spelling. This is why I don't let him type...

Wai rn’t ú úzing the powem fore yore corswerk?
… Phoenix, you’re spelling’s appalling.
Main’s aporling?
Ffs, Phoenix! ‘ai’ does not sound like ‘eye’ in English.
Yore problem, not main.
You’re doing this on purpose now!
Ai’m just seying dhat it’z stúped haw ú spel things in Inglish. Spel dhem fonetiklee.
… yeah ‘dh’ doesn’t make hard ‘th’ either…
Dhat’z haw weh do dhings in Tengwar
But you’re supposed to spell things like that in Tengwar so it looks fine. English is more… nuts. And I like the odd spellings, even though I come a cropper on the quite a lot.
Stúped Edain.

[Elindë]

-has been up since 6 doing French. it is now 7... not a happy bunny-

-bounds up- Guess what? Guess what? And I swear you're not usually active at this time in the morning...

I'm not, and I'm not guessing.

Look! -gets up and spins-

You're wearing the clothes of Eldu's people.... -thinks-

-grins-

You got through!

-beams- Uh huh! It was fantastic! There's this-

I have been there, Lovai.

-settles- I wish I lived there rather than at home.

You don't mean that.

Don't I?

-short awkward silence-

Where isEldu?

Well he was going to come with me but then he had to go hand have the base for his new crown fitted.

...At 7am?!