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Apr. 26th, 2009

worried

Feanorians are bad for your health

"Fucking hell!" Is the first thing Daeron says coming back to life, largely because it's what he would have said if Caranthir's sword hadn't gone through his vocal cords. As is, he comes back sprawled in the woods, feeling absolutely wretched and even more sore. His neck hurts. His body feels like it's been manhandled (which, thinking about it, it probably was. goddamn Feanorians.) 

But at least he's in one piece, he thinks with an attempt at optimism, limping as quickly as he can manage out of the woods and really hoping no inconvenient family members are sitting around waiting for him to come back. And rubbing his neck very self-consciously.

"Stay alive for five thousand years and get killed for one stupid night drunk," he mutters, glaring at the house. "I need my instruments back, you bloody bastards."

Feel free to come say hello to a very sore, somewhat jumpy, very pissed off Elf, though he'd really appreciate it if you weren't Feanorian.
 


Dec. 27th, 2008

depressed

Log: I hate my life. :|

 

In Which there is yet more twin related fail! )

Dec. 22nd, 2008

worried

...didn't think this through. (Open)

Daeron is feeling a little concerned today, wondering if maybe that was a bad idea. One does remember that certain inconvenient Feanorians are alive, and said Feanorians tend to be...bad about the whole anger management thing. As well as protective. And while usually attempting to make himself scarce would be just fine, he does have to take care of the boys, and he can stand up to a couple dead (they are so dead dammit) miscreants for their sake. He's totally right, anyway, even if maybe that thorough of a verbal thrashing wasn't quite necessary. And maaaaybe he shouldn't have mouthed off at Galadriel.

Spending too much time with those damn Finweans and inheriting their temper issues. So he's sipping water, sans harp just in case (really doesn't want that damaged) and frowning slightly, letting the boys alone for now. They seem to want time alone every so often. He just hopes they don't go wandering off and looking for People. Silly boys.

Feel free to say hello before he gets his face rearranged!

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