OPEN RP POST

[goldenfair]

Pretty straight forward. You have an idea you want to play out with Finarfin, throw up a starter or plotting comment and we'll go from there. Haven't threaded with me before but want to try something different than how you found this journal? That's fine too! I'm always open to new RP partners. If you have questions, feel free to shoot me a PM if you're more comfortable that way.

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bitty Bri it is!

[silvergift]

[It's not uncommon for the small silver haired child to be seen running around Tirion recklessly, like her mother had as a child, skirts dirty or torn or leaves and twigs in her hair. There are times, of course, where she can be completely well behaved, a little lady, but...

Today is not one of those days. It's been raining all morning and she's covered in mud when she runs down the hallways, a noticeable trail left behind her, hair almost unrecognizable. In a couple places, there are even muddy prints on the wall. Eventually, the messy child, smiling and seeming more than a little pleased with herself, finds her grandfather. And promptly climbs into his lap and holds up and offering of a slightly beat up bouquet of flowers.]

I picked these for you and grandma.

/cuddles her close!

[goldenfair]

[If there was one thing Finarfin could count on since his granddaughter's birth, it was her unpredictability, her spirit, and just how very like her mother she was. And how very bright life was with her around, even when she was so very dirty.

His staff had grown somewhat used to her antics, and likely were already at work cleaning up the messy trail she'd left in her search for him, long suffering sighs barely hiding indulgent smiles for most.

As for Finarfin himself, once she found him and climbed right into his lap (dirt and all), he chuckled quietly and wrapped his arms around her, hugging her gently to him. She was more important than retaining appearances just then.

Besides, she had gifts! He smiled at her and pressed a kiss to her mud covered hair as he stood, lifting her with him.]

What's the special occasion, little one?

<33 best grandpa

[silvergift]

[Oh, undoubtedly work was already started to clean up her mess. She'd certainly made enough noise as she went to draw someones attention.

She wrapped one arm around his shoulders, still holding the flowers tightly and smiling still, shining like the grandparents she clearly so adored and cuddling up against her grandfathers chest.]

I thought they were pretty like you and grandma and the rain was hurting them. So I picked them for you that way you'd have them.