A Secret Meeting

[guide_beregond]

*waits for [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] and [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] and hopes my mun is sufficiently distracted by her work today*

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[captfaramir.livejournal.com]

Yes, Beregond? I have managed to sufficiently distract the mun with images of...well, images.

[guide-beregond.livejournal.com]

Ah, good. We've found that's a perfect distraction. She should be busy for hours, then!

Um, it's about the muns, actually. Wouldn't you be happier if yours would just leave you alone... permanently? What if there was a way? Would you be interested?

[captfaramir.livejournal.com]

Beregond, you look ill. Perhaps you should visit the Houses of Healing. I have none of these problems with my Mun that you seem to be experiencing. I am worried for you, old friend. Truly, you look most unwell. Come to the Houses of Healing, they will see to your needs.

[guide-beregond.livejournal.com]

*backs away, slowly*

No, Faramir, I feel perfectly well. Better than I have ever felt in my life, as a matter of fact. How can you say I look ill? *eyes you, very nervous now*

Does your mun force you to say these things, to try to get me to go to the houses? Can't you see you are doing the bidding of others?

Faramir, please listen to me. I can help you get free of these demands on you.

[captfaramir.livejournal.com]

You are very pale, my friend, and you have bright spots upon your cheeks. And what is this I hear about you and the dance of the seven veils?

[guide-beregond.livejournal.com]

Merely a dance I will perform as my forfeit for losing a drinking contest. I'm sure you must have done similar things in your youth? Back when you were allowed such silly, fun diversions?

Before your mun channeled your daily agenda for you?

[captfaramir.livejournal.com]

I can quite honestly and truthly say no, I have never done the dance of the seven veils in all my life.

[guide-beregond.livejournal.com]

Well, no, of course you haven't. *cough* But I was meaning in a broader sense. Surely your mun doesn't deprive you of all chances to have fun?

If she does, well, then. I'm sure SHE has plenty of fun, possibly some of it at your expense. I'm simply saying that what you do with your life should be up to you, not her.

[captfaramir.livejournal.com]

Beregond, you are as a man obsessed. I hardly think the Mun is aware of what *cough* transpires behind closed doors.

[guide-beregond.livejournal.com]

*sighs sadly* You see me as obsessed, and I see you as blind. I am sorry we cannot agree, Faramir, but I will not demand this of you.

I wish you well in your dealings with your mun then. But if she ever does show herself in a different light, well then, you know were to find me.

[captfaramir.livejournal.com]

*solemnly hands you a gold belly dancers belt, a twinkle of suppressed mirth in his eyes*

By the by, my friend, I got you this. You may need it.

[warriorofgondor.livejournal.com]

::slips past keyboard, and into the net::

Finally. What is all this about? ::points back:: She's off fangirling over someone named Errol, and I have asked potediababe to help out keeping her distracted... Gabs is quite helpful at times. Should be safe for a bit.

[potediababe.livejournal.com]

You owe me, hornboy. She has me hanging with Ares of all people.

[guide-beregond.livejournal.com]

I appreciate your help, Gabrielle, and perhaps you and I can speak another time? You do much for our cause right now though, it is not taken lightly!

Boromir - I fear Faramir will not listen. He is so enamoured with the concept of his Mun that he refuses to listen to any thoughts of joining the resistance.

And that leads me to worry... please, reassure me that he has not turned you away from our path as well?

[potediababe.livejournal.com]

No problem, and yes I would love to hear more about this.

::whispers::

To be honest, I think it's all a plot of the Gods...



((ooc sorry, I just got this reply! I forgot I had this on another addy I don't check often, I have to switch her email addy ;)

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[warriorofgondor.livejournal.com]

I will speak with my brother, Beregond. Have no fear, I have not been turned from my path. ::sighs:: You have no idea what she makes me type sometimes, I need some me time too.

I have a bad knee, and she thinks I can bend like a man of 20. I'm getting old...

::grumbles about being put into weird positions, and being too old to do some of the things he does::