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So about your hair. I remember you complaining before, so should we camp by water more often for you to wash it? -picks a leaf out of hair-
*swats his hand away* I can make do with whatever we happen to find, thank you. It's not all that bad, anyway. *attempts to run her fingers through it and winces upon hitting a snag* Well, it could be worse.
*approaches from behind and wraps arms around waist* Gotcha!! *spins around*
*blinks in surprise as she's turned, but instantly grins* Have you nothing better to do then go about scaring women, Boromir? Surely one so noble as yourself can find better things to do with their time.
this-is-no-mine replied to your post: my birthday’s tomorrow and i’m really freaked out...
HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY!!! I turned 23 last week so I know the feeling Dx
Aw, thank you. And happy belated birthday to you! x_X I dislike mortality and the idea that I'm currently at my prime and nothing is happening.
-pats back and smiles- I even made those cookies that you liked so much. I had the cook help me this time so you wouldn't get food poisoning.
-chuckles- Thank you. I shall eat them slowly.
-grabs green cloak and wraps it around Faramir's neck- Now, you know what I told you about patrol... There's no need to act the hero. It's just a scouting mission, one where you scope out what is out there and come back. Just come back home safe. -hugs-
Brother, I’ll be fine; really. Don’t worry about me -smiles-
A summary of my relationship with this-is-no-mine
Amera paced back and forth discontentedly, jaw set as her arms crossed over her chest. Fingers drummed a tight rhythm over her forearm, her bare feet silent as they padded over the tile beneath her feet. She was altogether miserable, her poor mood fueled by her frustration at not being able to attend the Council despite her firm belief that, as a Ranger of the North, she had just enough of a right to attend as any and the simple fact that the halflings had ignored her polite request to just stay put while she napped. Amera was displeased when she was tasked with watching them for it seemed to her she did nothing but babysit the folk of the Shire without their knowledge. When she had woken, she was at first utterly frantic to see them gone but that worry quickly faded into silent fury as she realized that had sneaked into the Council.
Running a hand through her hair, she sat down in a chair and sighed deeply, glancing to the door in the hopes that Boromir would be returning soon. Amera was patient, yes, but when that patience waned she was poor at concealing it.
-hands ale- Apparently this is a day to wear green and drink. But I lack green in my wardrobe and have gotten pinched many times. Some in unpleasant places... -shrugs- Let us drink to happier days! And let us attack father for he never wears such a color.
Well, I always wear green, so that is nothing new. But drinking, I can get behind! Come, brother, if you pay, I promise to drink until I’m more fun to be around! -takes a big gulp-
