Theoden: *wraps his arms around Eowyn's shoulder's from behind and leans on her* 'lo
Eowyn: *smiles* Oh, hello, Theo.
Theoden: I may die. So I thought I should spend some time with you before that happens
Eowyn: Oh? Why is that?
Theoden: Did I tell you what I've been up to lately?
Eowyn: Something new?
Theoden: Feanor stuff
Eowyn: Yes, you did mention that.
Theoden: Maglor walked in on us. *resting his head on Eowyn's shoulder, still not letting her go*
Eowyn: Oh, no, Theo.
Theoden: I think, just maybe, there may be a bit of a rift. *holds two fingers closely together* A bit
Eowyn: *pets his hand* You need to be careful.
Theoden: Apparently Elfhild was all 'sure! Go right on in!' to Maglor. I think she wants me dead
Theoden: Yeah. She was there to try and make Feanor promise to protect me. She's not driving me so insane lately
Eowyn: But I doubt she did it intentionally.
Theoden: I do too. But it's fun to suggest attempted murder
Eowyn: *chuckles, shaking her head*
Theoden: *grabs Eowyn's hands* What have you been doing? Wynnie hasn't had any horror stories about Melly for a while, so I'm assuming your life has gotten quieter
Eowyn: *nods* Yes, very quiet.
Theoden: That's no good.
Eowyn: It's nice to have some quiet, I think.
Theoden: But life should be exciting. Like finding out you finally have a room to yourself again
Eowyn: Has that happened?
Theoden: It has! Elfhild's moving into Sexburg's old room. She's going to live in the cold, cold attic
Eowyn: Poor Sexburg!
Theoden: I think it was her choice. If she dies, I'll mourn her.
Eowyn: Thoughtful of you.
Theoden: I'm such a nice big brother. And Noni moved out. It's almost like there's room to breathe at my home again
Eowyn: Just you and your mom and Wynnie and Sexburg and Elfhild! Just like old times!
Theoden: What, this is still happening to me in the future?
Eowyn: Just teasing.
Theoden: Don't scare me like that
Eowyn: Heheh. Sorry.
Theoden: I wonder how well Melly's going to take care of you when you get older
Eowyn: The thought frightens me.
Theoden: Maybe she'll calm down when she gets older?
Eowyn: If I'm very lucky. *smiles*
Theoden: You can hang around with my family
Eowyn: *laughs a little to herself* I've done that already.
Theoden: You know what I mean. I wouldn't wish Melly's mercies on anybody.
Eowyn: I think she's fond of me in her own way.
Theoden: She'll probably think arsenic will help your bones
Eowyn: You're so cheery to me, Theo.
Theoden: Shh. Thinking of all the ways she's going to accidentally destroy you
Eowyn: Maglor's gonna get you.
Theoden: I dunno, I think Elfhild might be able to take her
Eowyn: ....can I buy tickets for that match?
Theoden: Don't sound so eager.
Eowyn: *grins* Just curious.
Theoden: I'd probably stop it, anyway. I don't want her hurt
Eowyn: Elfhild or Maglor?
Theoden: Elfhild. Maglor I'd like to headbutt.
Eowyn: -That- I'd like to see too.
Theoden: Was Maglor that bad?
Eowyn: One gets weary of death threats and verbal sparring. But not that bad, no.
Theoden: I'm not so good with the whole verbal sparring thing.
Eowyn: Again, wearying.
Theoden: *patpat* If me and Elfhild end up fighting Maglor, I promise we'll call for you
Eowyn: *chuckles* Thank you, but I'd have to stop it.
Theoden: Damn your mercy
Eowyn: I know, I know.
Theoden: We'll have to wait a while before calling you, then...
Eowyn: *swats at him* You're bad, Theo.
Theoden: *just grins*