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[2nd-feanorian.livejournal.com]

Maglor was sitting at the bar.

He war drinking Michelob beer from a bottle, and eating his third fishburger. No, really - even human junk food tasted excellent in this place.

There was a small white rat watching him eat, not greedy for food, but on the contrary proud that the elf liked it, and poised to bring him more.

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[nerdanel_the_wise]

"That cannot be healthy," she says, wrinkling her nose playfully at her son as she hoists herself onto a bar stool.

[2nd-feanorian.livejournal.com]

Maglor toasted her with his bottle of beer, and smirked

"Perhaps not for a pregnant lady, but I am not - I find I quite like this. Especially here. Greeting, Mother!" Maglor said.

[nerdanel_the_wise]

She leans over with a chuckle, kissing his cheek warmly.

"You were always the one to eat what was the least nutrious for you," she teases. She orders herself some soft cheese and fruit with a glass of milk.

[2nd-feanorian.livejournal.com]

"It won't harm us the way it harms humans," Maglor argued. "Of course, knowing what food will be best for an elf under certain circumstances is an art and a science all of itself, but on occasion, beer and burger are just fine."

[nerdanel_the_wise]

Again, she chuckles.

"You are long grown, Cáno, but I cannot help being your mother still." She sips her milk, but her eyes sparkle with barely restrained joy. "I have news for you that Gorlim brought me."

[2nd-feanorian.livejournal.com]

"Do you now - even better things than before?" Maglor said, with a smile at her. "What did my old friend tell you, then?"

[nerdanel_the_wise]

She turns on her stool.

"They have been released," she breathes. "Sent back. They are free, Cáno!"

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Paige had just got her drink for Bar and was going over to a table when she saw him Nate! the married ex! To say she was annoyed was an understatement.

Her eyes narrowed as she turned to face him, "What the hell are you doing here, scum bag!" she asked, her tone angry

[2nd-feanorian.livejournal.com]

Oh no, not another one who thought he was - what was the guy's name?

"I'm not Murphy MacManus!" he said quickly, turning around to look at the woman.

She looked bloody furious; Murphy MacManus must have loved her and left her. The usual.

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Paige scowled, "Of course you're not Murphy whatever his name is, Nate!"

She rolled up her sleeves, this was probably not gonna be good, Paige had hoped karma would deal with him for what he'd done, but since it clearly hadn't so far she had to instead.

"Do you wife and kids know you're here?" she asks before drawing her hand back and aiming a strong slap at his left cheek, she'd been wanted to do this for a very long time!

[2nd-feanorian.livejournal.com]

"Oowwww!" Maglor yelped; this woman certainly hit as if she meant it.

"Nate? I thought the man who looked like me was Murphy MacManus!" he protested. "I don't have any wife and kids, really!"

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

She lets out a hollow laugh, "Ah I should have known you'd have denied it now the truth spell's worn off! You weren't exactly honest about it in the first place. Now drop the innocent act Nate, it really doesn't suit you!"

Yes it's Milliways, yes she should be cottoning on to the fact he might not actually be Nate, but he broke her heart, she can't be expected to think straight can she?

[2nd-feanorian.livejournal.com]

"Read my lips - no wife and kids, girl!" Maglor said, picking up his beer bottle and taking a swig.

His cheek was still smarting considerably. That girl did pack some punch, wow!

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

A brilliant smile crosses her face. Amanda knows about sweets, just look at the plate of chocolates in her hand as she steps up to the table, "Hello Malgor. Would you care for some company?"

[2nd-feanorian.livejournal.com]

Amglor turned and smiled at the woman who he had made music with some days ago.

"Hello, Amanda," he said, raising his beer as if to say 'cheers'.

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

Taking a seat cheerfully. She remembers it was a much needed break from sorrow and not something she is likely to forget anytime soon.

Raising a chocolate in reply she eats it before addressing him again, "How do you fair this day?"

[2nd-feanorian.livejournal.com]

"I am relaxing," Maglor admitted. "I start trusting the world not to screw me over and fuck me good just because I'm enjoying myself a little bit. As it usually does."

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

Can we get an Amen?

"That's good. We all need a rest from time to time." a sweet smile, "Thank you by the way."

[2nd-feanorian.livejournal.com]

"Thank me for what?" Maglor asked.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_estsanatlehi_/]

Estsanatlehi wasn't his mother, but she was certainly someone's if the tutting and head-shaking was anything to go by, "Aren't going to do yourself any good with a lunch like that."

She deposited three corncakes with honey drizzled over them next to his plate, "Much better for you."

[2nd-feanorian.livejournal.com]

"Thank you," Maglor said, astonished, and smiled at the strange woman. A North American Indian, by the look of her.

He tried one of the corn cakes. "These are good; but sometimes a really awful lunch of beer and burgers is just enjoyable."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_estsanatlehi_/]

She was indeed, or close enough, "Ah, true. Very true."

She hoisted herself up into the next seat over, laughing as Bar provided her with a burger, probably elk, and something that was definitely alcohol, and served in a mason jar. She chortled outright at that, taking a sip and nodding, "Mm. Applemash whiskey. Thought as much."

[2nd-feanorian.livejournal.com]

"Health food, eh?" Maglor said, toasting her with his bottle of Michelob.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_estsanatlehi_/]

She chortled again, talking around a mouthful of burger, "Mayhap not so healthy for the elk. Nor the apples, but good enough for me."

[2nd-feanorian.livejournal.com]

"Some eat, and some are eaten; even in the most perfect and peaceful of worlds, that will happen," Maglor mused.