Room 143

Mar. 6th, 2006 02:47 am
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She was asleep.

Uncomfortably so, but asleep just the same.

The knock was insistant, though, and she drew her robe on as she trudges to the door. When she opens it, all remnants of sleep are gone.

"Glorfindel!" she gasps. She looks from him to the cold, stoic face of the Vala, who she hadn't seen for days. "What happened?"

NĂ¡mo steps in.

"He is in need of warmth and attention," he says, laying Glorfindel on the sofa.

Date: 2006-03-06 09:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gondolin-noble.livejournal.com
He slumps more than sits, the momentary spurt of energy fading fast.

"Done better... w'out me to... interfere. S... sorry... Ner..." He murmrs, his eyes already turning glassy.

Date: 2006-03-06 09:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gondolin-noble.livejournal.com
He shudders, but this time from guilt. So very long, she's needed him. Now that she has him, he's proving to be beyond useless.

Suddenly he just doesn't want to think anymore.

Closing his eyes, he surrenders willingly to the dark this time, practically throwing himself into oblivion.

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