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There was a slightly violet deity by the fireplace, wearing a warm and brightly purple sweater, drinking a hot beverage almost totally but not quite entirely unlike chocolate from a violet mug, and reading a supernatural detective novel the cover of which was black and lurid purple.

Shortly before Christmas, Asar-Suti remembered last year and went for creature comforts.

[[OOC: Plot-locked to Námo and/or Nerdanel, and Gil. Say sorry!]]

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[namo]

"It is good she has friends and choices."

There is a sense of relief in him that Asar-Suti, Gil and Maglor would be there for her. He also knows the Gorlim would be, as well, if Námo did not need him.

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"She has, and I will do what I can for her, as will the others, I am sure. So she has what she needs, and you as well," Asar-Suti said.

[namo]

"Thank you," he says, the gratitude thick in his voice.

He takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly.

"I need to go find Lee. I have not seen him for a couple of days, and I have begun to worry about him. Will I see you again before Wednesday?" he asks as he rises from his chair.

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"I think I will be around, my friend," Asar-Suti said, nodding.

[namo]

He smiles at him. "Good. Again, thank you. I hope all of this ends up for the better," he says quickly, nervously, before bowing to Asar-Suti. "I will see you again soon."

Námo sets off, walking through the bar, seeking out one of his wayward lovers.

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Asar-Suti watched him go, and decided he would offer Nerdanel any help he could, afterwards.

Perhaps Gil might think of something as well...