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August 29th, 2006
02:17 pm *has heard that her old teacher has been around again latelyish* :D
*packs her shoes, puts on some comfortable but Vala-presentable clothes, and goes off in search*
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April 10th, 2006
12:11 am *arrives home ((thank you flexible RPG time!)) from a date, already taking off her earrings and and loosing her hair as she enters the house* Remind me never to let Aro send me on dates ever again.
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February 12th, 2006
10:42 pm *bundles up and braves the snow to go get the soles fixed on some of her dancing shoes*
*takes the long way home through the park, enjoying the pretty snow*
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September 24th, 2005
11:05 pm *makes her way back to the House of Fingolfin*
*sets to unpacking* Current Mood: busy
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September 23rd, 2005
11:47 pm *after a thankfully well-received performance, goes to the palace and gets her things ready to go*
*goes to hunt down Finarfin* Current Mood: pleased
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01:14 pm *wakes, cleans herself up, and goes to find Fingolfin* Ñolo? I've got a recital this evening, then I'll have to go to the palace and get my things. I'll be back sometime tonight, all right?
ETA: *on stage for once in Ages, dances her adorable little heart out* Current Mood: chipper
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September 20th, 2005
08:45 pm *figures performing might in fact be a good idea, take her mind off things, get back into the old game, you know the drill*
*has a Little Chat with the palace seamstresses about new performance clothes as her old ones are Trees-era and a bit ill-preserved, as well as going to see about a concert hall*
*behaves as circumspectly as she can while out in public, just in case people have been gossiping* Current Mood: artistic
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September 17th, 2005
12:41 am *finds a usable room in the palace and spends most of the day practicing her dancing*
*...stomping VERY VERY LOUDLY to drown out the chatter in her head* Current Mood: distressed
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September 15th, 2005
03:34 pm *eventually makes her way back home from Feanor's, looking, well, like any hungover and tormented woman who's slept in her clothes would*
*and only has to sit down on the ground to avoid fainting once, yay!*
*rushes to her room without looking anyone in the eye and starts gathering her things*
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September 14th, 2005
08:57 am *eventually wakes up in one of Feanor's guest rooms*
*doesn't quite feel like she's going to die, at least not as long as she doesn't try to get up*
*decides to take advantage of the water pitcher nearby and silently thanks whoever had it left—Ammë, was it? Nerdanel? someone tall, with wavy hair* Current Mood: crappy
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