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[valiantfire]

Who: Fingon, Open!
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: Huntress.
When: Evening, May 8th.

A Ball? {Fingon nearly bounces as he reads the invitation, a vibrant smile shines at any who see him, and the Elf just manages to keep from bolting for the stores he has already poured over in recent days.}

Only a few days away, will everyone be ready?

{And, because he knows his cousins, he aims a hopeful grin as he attempts to switch to a more private setting for the next part of his message.}

Maitimo? Kano? You are both going, right? We should dance together!

Comments

[valiantfire]

{An affectionate laugh.} Not too old though!

Mm, then I leave our wardrobe to your mercies! {Don't betray Fingon's trust, cousin!}

[bythewaves]

Never too old to play with you, hm?

[ Maglor chuckles ]

I promise it will be no worse than what I am wearing?

[valiantfire]

I hope not! {A cheerful grin.}

If that is your promise, then I am in good hands!

[bythewaves]

You say that now, cousin! I hope you do not regret it later!

[valiantfire]

{A bright laugh!}

I find it hard to believe I might!

[bythewaves]

Well then, I will do my best to live up to those expectations!

[valiantfire]

{Fingon grins, cheerfully.}

Then it's settled! Give me a call or come by my room if you need me - any time.

[bythewaves]

I will do so!

[ WHICH MEANS in a day or so Maglor will come by with... APPROPRIATE clothing ]

Cousin?

[valiantfire]

{The door opens and Fingon peers out before grinning faintly and pulling Maglor in.}

Are these- You work quickly!

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor laughs ]

It helps that I know your measurements. But here, let us see how they fit.