once more into the crowd

Maethel Niriel. 35. Partner at Oropherion, Niriel & Associates (ONA). Sindarin Head of Drugs. Red wine, red lips, red roses, and puppies are just a few of my favourite things. Please call my assistant with any questions.

[allielovestv-deactivated2015011]

[ginger-bloody-elves]

Never Again... [pm]

[ginger-bloody-elves]

Went to meet someone I assumed cared about me and got jumped by him and his friend. So technically, I didn’t really do anything wrong.

[maethelniriel]

[converted to pm]

What?! Jeremy, explain...

[ginger-bloody-elves]

Never Again...

[ginger-bloody-elves]

Might need a few stitches…

[maethelniriel]

... What did you do?

[ginger-bloody-elves]

Never Again...

You can’t trust anyone these days.

[maethelniriel]

Are you alright, Jeremy?

[rilas-astarion]

Fussy, fussy, fussy.

[rilas-astarion]

Eh, we’ll see. Yes, that would be lovely, actually. My knife isn’t working too well. 

[maethelniriel]

Not kidding! Do you know the last time I cried? Twenty years, Rilas! Don't ever do that to me again! I'll bring it over. Just don't bludgeon anyone, I hate cleaning blood out of the wood.

[maethelniriel]

texts || mae & santiel

Mae: I really thought he would have lasted at least 40 hours before complaining.

Mae: it's good to have him back.

[rilas-astarion]

Fussy, fussy, fussy.

[rilas-astarion]

Flattered.

[maethelniriel]

Don't you ever scare me like that again, Rilas. Do you need anything? Perhaps a baseball bat, to ward off hoverers? 

[rilas-astarion]

Fussy, fussy, fussy.

[rilas-astarion]

Come on, Maethel. Do you even know me?

[maethelniriel]

A bit too well, I'd wager. I really should have known better. Perhaps my overwhelming concern blinded me.

[rilas-astarion]

Fussy, fussy, fussy.

[rilas-astarion]

Boo hoo.

[maethelniriel]

I'll shoot you myself in a minute! Though, I'm not sure if I should have expected any better. 

[rilas-astarion]

Fussy, fussy, fussy.

God, a man can’t have five minutes to himself.

[maethelniriel]

That might be because we are concerned about you. Funny how that works, people caring when someone has been almost mortally injured!

[maethelniriel]

Four solid hours of sleep...

But Sunday wasn't a bad dream after all...

[fuckyeahsaraellis]

Sara Ellis: armed, dangerous, and adorably confused

[maethelniriel]

Ooc // Per the harassment acts in the United Kingdom, United States, and Australia, the sending of two or more messages sent with the intent of upsetting the recipient and/or with harassing nature is a violation of the human rights of the recipient as set down by both the ECHR and the Geneva Convention, and any violation of aforementioned rights is subject to prosecution by law. This includes anonymous messages on a web-based forum and/or platform, such as twitter, tumblr, facebook, etc, as per recent sociocultural invention. Evidence can be submitted from websites that log IP addresses, taken from IP loggers on internet websites. Which many of the users have. Thank you.

[maethelniriel]

i can bite my tongue || mae & legolas (backdated: 07/03/14)

[sting-likea-stinger]

"And I would sooner die than see all of us launched into a war because I was walking home alone!" His voice was harsh and angry, he knew, "And what happens when Rilas gets hurt, or Santiel gets caught in the wrong place, huh? I just got Lia back, and I am sure as hell not going to put her in any more danger than she’s in now that we’re vaguely public. Morhir would be on top of their list as our physician, and what happens to Tauriel when he he’s hurt? You think she’ll stop even if my father orders it? No, Maethel, we will not become the animals they want," though his voice was quiet so Lia wouldn’t hear, it was still just as harsh and passionate, more so when their native tongue came in. He pushed aside the dizziness that was clouding him, needing to be present.

"If you even hint that it was them that attacked me, I will deny every word. I don’t want to go against you Mae, but I refuse to put us in unnecessary danger. The danger we always face is nothing compared to what war would be," he softened, knowing why any kind of treason would scare her. He admired her loyalty, but now was not the time, "No one needs to know you know. I will take whatever comes to me for this, but I am begging you," he leaned forward as best as he could, swaying slightly but ignoring it, grasping her hand in both of his, "I beg of you not to say anything. Please, Maethel, Forget this for the good of everyone we love.”

[maethelniriel]

She let out a sharp hiss at the roughness of his voice, clear through the fluid Sindarin tongue. It took every ounce of self control she contained not to recoil from the harsh anger exhibited by the young prince; habit dictated that she should be apologising for angering him, that she should be begging his forgiveness for speaking above her station, but she quashed the urge and instead levelled an equally angry, and passionate, gaze. "We are all capable of taking care of ourselves," she hissed back, swapping fluidly between English and Sindarin without a second thought. The quiet rustling in the other room told her that someone else was here, and she would bet every penny she had that it was Lia. (Christ, that girl appeared everywhere, even though Maethel herself barely had any contact with her.) "I never suggested we become what they want us to, Legolas." Her voice was just as sharp as his, but more soft, less authoritative. 

A defeated glint took hold in her eyes as he vowed to deny every word. "On my honour," her lips formed a scowl as she spoke. "I will not tell anyone of the Ereborean involvement in your... incident." The last word, in English, was heavily intoned with sarcasm and disapproval. As his hand grasped hers, she let the scowl drop and simply looked sad. "I cannot forget it, Legolas," she said quietly, shaking her head and steadying him with her free hand. "I cannot forgive or forget what they did to you. But I can vow not to tell. Unless it becomes necessary." Necessary. It was a vague word, but the solid base behind it spoke volumes; I won't tell until I think your father needs to know.

[maethelniriel]

I hope he doesn't wake up. You all deserved to have something like this happen to you.

Shut up. Stay the hell away from my people.

[specialagent-rioneldirion-blog]

tables turn // rithel

[specialagent-rioneldirion-blog]

Rion let out a choked noise, because honestly he couldn’t believe any of what he was hearing. He couldn’t do this anymore, or he was going to explode. And not in an angry way, no, in a rather pathetic and emotional way. He had actually had the worst day from hell and now here she was… shoving all of these lies down his throat and he just couldn’t take it. He couldn’t handle this anymore. He scoffed and shook his head, unable to understand why she was being like this. “Are you kidding me? I’m the heartless one, Mae? I’m the horrible one? Do you even hear yourself, Maethel? Do you honestly? Because I don’t think that I’m the heartless or robotic one here, I’m not the one who doesn’t react.” What did she want from him? For him to hit her? Well god, that wouldn’t happen. He wasn’t that type of guy. He wasn’t going to hit a woman, god… That was so deeply against his moral system.

He gaped at her, having no idea how to go about this… how to go about it anymore because he was so upset he just wanted to outright scream at her, so he did the only thing he could think of doing; he tried to leave. Throwing his hands up and letting out a choked scoff, he turned and moved, putting his hand on the doorknob and twisting, every intention to storm out and not turn back around.

[maethelniriel]

"Stop walking away from me!" The shrill edge to her tone was almost piercing. His words barely registered with her, the irritation bubbling under her skin so fierce that all she could hear was the pounding of blood in her ears. Her cheeks heated up as he threw her words back at her, and her vicious rage intensified at his implication that she was the heartless one, that she was robotic. "Fuck you, Eldirion. You know nothing about me, stop pushing your own faults onto me." She almost snorted as he reached for the door, and she wrenched him around, glaring at him. "It's locked, you absolute fool. God, you can't do anything right, can you?" She sneered at him and moved towards the door, miscalculating slightly and stumbling. She let out a small squeak and regained her balance by grabbing at the nearest thing to her, Rion.

"For fucks sake," she hissed, glaring down at her carpet, where her heel had snagged. "Don't even think about laughing," she shot towards the man, not looking at him as she kept her palms flat against his chest, trying to unsnag her heel from the carpet. "Because I know you want to, because you're nothing but a no good, cowardly, obno--" She twisted to look at him, blood still crashing in her ears, voice getting more and more shrill as she spoke, and before she knew exactly what she was doing, before she could really register what her body was doing, she became acutely aware of the fact that when she'd stumbled, she had fallen right up against him, became acutely aware of the fact that she was pressed against the hard line of his body. She blinked, and looked at him (really looked at him, for the first time ever), and stopped her own vicious tirade as she leaned up and kissed him full on the mouth, hands moving to his shoulders to steady herself. And who fucking knew what brought that on.

[sting-likea-stinger]

Not gunna happen~

Besides, who the hell would want to relive high school?

[maethelniriel]

You'll always be a snotty little 14 year old in my mind, sweetheart.

... No one.