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(no subject) [Aug. 16th, 2003|11:35 pm]
In which Thorondir gives a definition, Mouth is faced with the concept of his charge sleeping with the entire lab and a compromise is reached after a brief history lesson and Thorondir's imitation of Mouth's angstCollapse )

sighs and clings

Until he changes his mind and decides he doesn't think I'm worth his time. But if he's asleep he can't change his mind. yeah.
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(no subject) [Aug. 15th, 2003|08:32 pm]
In which Mouth drags Thorondir back to the lab, breaks his tiny clone heart and gets to suffer a mostly-naked Thorondir as a result of deciding that sleeping on the ceiling was a 'good' ideaCollapse )

So. Obviously I wore him down by promising to stay away from his precious virtue. Because a fucking teenager is such a threat to a big scary old magician ¬.¬

all I ask out of this is that he stay with the same statement for more then ten minutes.

"Sure. Anything you want"

"Sorry, changed my mind"

"Wait, no, I want to again"

"Well, it's the funniest thing..."


Okay, time to stop complaining. I managed the bed after all. And I guess the curled up with someone warm part is a bit better than having to deal with that annoying sticky stuff that I thought was supposed to come before it. So.

He keeps making these weird noises in his sleep and when I wake him up he says they're nightmares and he won't tell me about what ¬.¬ then he re-notices I still haven't gotten dressed and has a little panic attack. Then he sleeps.

Rinse, repeat.

I really really need a hobby.
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(no subject) [Aug. 14th, 2003|08:30 pm]
In which Mouth appeals to what might be Thorondir's better nature, Thorondir is removed from the lab and finds Ancalime's topless filing very distractingCollapse )


curls up on a chair and waits for Jade
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(no subject) [Aug. 12th, 2003|04:18 am]
[state of distress |bitchy]
[background noise |if Gwathren comes in, she's dead]

I am never leaving my room ever again. o.o



Where does he get off saying he's disappointed in me, anyway?
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fucker >.< BURN IN THE DWARF WARD, FUCKA [Aug. 9th, 2003|04:33 pm]
[state of distress |crushedcrushed]

Spoke to Mouth. As per usual.

neanimorphism - ( )  Looking younger than one actually isCollapse )

so. yeah. I get the idea, finally.

this would be a lot easier if he hadn't made it seem like I had a fucking chance with those kisses and...stuff

I'll just be over here. Bashing my head against the wall and cleaning my room.
linkI'm sweet and innocent

(no subject) [Aug. 9th, 2003|05:08 am]
Today was busy. I had to re-shelf most of Mouth's books. alskl;kas stupid boobytraps on the topshelf.

I have no other work. Whatchoo talking about. ¬.¬ no chores for Thorondir.

Thorondir: *seduce*
Gwathren: *eyedarts* Hi? Um....Mouth is trying his luck with grilled cheese sandwiches and an iron...
Thorondir: *shrugs, seduces Gwathren*
Gwathren: *backs up* uuummmmm....you know you're not just a little creepy like that...
Thorondir: I'm booored
Gwathren: You could help me move...I think I'm supposed to be going to your room.
Thorondir: ew. no
Gwathren: It's not my fault...maybe I can convince Grima to give me half a closet or something.
Thorondir: You do that
Gwathren: ...right. See you later then. Oh and you might want to start doing your own chores.
Thorondir: Wait, what. chores?
Gwathren: I'm tired of doing your chores for you.
Thorondir: I thought you liked doing chores
Gwathren: Not any more than you like doing them. The only difference is I do them.
Gwathren: Anyways. You don't want someone who messes everything up doing your chores do you?
Thorondir: ...do my chores, wench
Gwathren: Why? You don't pay any attention to me even if I do.
Thorondir: You want me to pay attention to you?
Gwathren: Just a little. You don't even talk to me anymore.
Thorondir: o.O
Gwathren: And it's not as if you're using your room anyways. >.< Probably wouldn't even notice me if I did move in.
Thorondir: it's MY room
Gwathren: And their YOUR chores.
Thorondir: they're YOURS now
Gwathren: Fine. Just nevermind. *turns on her heel and walks off to find Grima*
Thorondir: o.o bah

o.o she's crazy.

In which Mouth feeds Thorondir, discovers the horrors of instructive books and apologizes a lotCollapse )

I'll just sit here. And look winsome. And sad. Fuckers >.<

In which Mouth crows his victory, Thorondir is broken hearted, a long talk is hard. Thorondir remains mostly undeterred and assures us he really does get a prize if he can go through all the adults in the labCollapse )
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(no subject) [Aug. 7th, 2003|01:55 pm]
Sure, by agreeing I'd stop randomly going *seduce* at Mouth I may have lost the battle, but I have not yet lost the war!

I need to go kick something small and helpless. Where's Gwathren?
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(no subject) [Jul. 31st, 2003|01:25 am]

he threw me out. OUT. fucker.

rummages through the sample cases, trying to find old equipment

here we go...

scurries to Mouth's room and kicks on the door
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(no subject) [Jul. 29th, 2003|05:55 pm]

My hair's mostly long again, as you can see. 's getting a pain to keep it tidy with Mouth playing with it all the time.


checks quota two more slurs and/or curses remaining for this post.

Had a terrible dream last night, like I was being psychoanalyzed by a weird green-haired thing that was not Trotter. o.o need my blanket back.

Lessons with Mouth remain boring. However, the chances of bringing down an apocalypse on the lab keeps me going. We're still on me trying to find his soul. Soon he's going to figure out what I mean when I say I sense a 'deep gaping void' everytime he puts my hands on his head and tells me to say what I see.

Still losing at night. Keep giving up and going to sleep before he gives in. It's not so bad now. He's stopped looking like Eru's going to come out of nowhere to smite him and keeps cuddling me...in-between me pinching and biting.

It's a sign of affection. Or I'm not fed enough. I'm not sure. I'll bring bbq sauce tonight.

Success will be mine.

curls up at the foot of Mouth's bed with a history book and reads
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How Thorondir And Mouth Spent Their Day or Holy Fuck Ariel and John Were On For a Long Time [Jul. 27th, 2003|03:33 am]
In which Thorondir reveals his plans involving rabbits and hats, Mouth angsts about Ioreth, what actually was done last night is revealed to Mouth despite Thorondir having no idea what the issue is and Thorondir finds a goalCollapse )

In which Gwathren catches Thorondir in the hallways and doesn't believe he really was intending to do his choresCollapse )

In which Thorondir returns from his little escape, a lesson is had and he runs off to go get something to eatCollapse )

and while I was gone, Mouth broke up with Ioreth. Less angst clouds :D

In which clinging occurs, darts is played, Thorondir nearly succeeds but a badly timed comment chooses the ending for himCollapse )
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