{Video} Haunted Vuvuzela Strikes!

[valiantfire]

Who: Fingon, open.
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: Huntress.
When: Early morning on the 25th.

{The obnoxious sound of a vuvuzela whistles through the air, followed by a thud of a body falling to the ground and rustling sheets. The image that is presented might be rather amusing, as the elegant Elf known as Fingon is on his back, legs sticking up and hair in rare disarray. There's even a look of complete surprise!

Then he breathes out a laugh and struggles to rearrange himself as the sound continues, just out of sight.}

Kano, my dear cousin, I fear you have lost your toy again!

Comments

[bythewaves]

[ He does, and it's unfair.

Also Maglor recognises that glint and is VERY WORRIED ]

I wouldn't call it blessing. [ More like grumpy consent ]

But at least it is now quiet.

[valiantfire]

{As he should be.

Fingon smiles, finally pulling a robe around him and tying it at his waist.}

We should play together again soon, Kano. With harps or flutes, or sing together as we once did.

[bythewaves]

[ Grrr ]

I would like that. I picked up a few new pieces from our most recent stop.

[ And none involve a vuvuzela. SO THERE ]

[valiantfire]

{Delight spreads over Fingon's face.}

Where shall we play?

[bythewaves]

[ ... damnit he can't be mad when Fingon looks like that ]

Whatever you want... shall I bring them over while you get dressed, and you can pick?