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[disfavour]

[ This isn't going to be sweet but it will be short, courtesy of your resident Prince Not-So Charming. ]

There are now three flets, which pass as treehouses, in the gardens. These are homes and if anyone is seen nearing them to gain access, they will be shot on sight. I assure you, an arrow is far more difficult to extract than a bullet. [ #EXPERIENCE, urgh. ] Additionally, you will find the Elven quotient aboard the ship is now officially in charge of garden-based security.

That means we need not apologise if your actions force us to maim you.

[ Can you hear someone sharpening a knife? Humming? Sounds a lot like Legolas in the background, right? Someone pissed off the Space Elves. ]

Thranduil is indisposed and has appointed myself in his stead. If you have any concerns which fail to be entirely moronic in nature, you may bring them to me.

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voice | private;

[disfavour]

We will agree, if you agree to this. [ He's not putting anyone else in Morgoth's firing line, so being stubborn it is. ] I cannot betray his trust by elaborating further. Suffice to say, you must treat me as if I were his true regent.

voice | private;

[handelaar]

I trust him. Don't trust you. [It's not accusing; just stating facts, though with a slightly exhausted edge.] I'm not gonna lie to him. Or try to keep shit from him.

voice | private;

[disfavour]

[ People who are frustrating as hell: those who won't lie for the greater good. ]

Then tell him we have spoken, and have an accord.

voice | private;

[handelaar]

Okay. Still gotta meet, though. Go over the terms - [BLATANT PAUSE where he bites off finishing the sentence with "and shit"] - ah.

[Just gonna. Clear his throat, moving on.]

Can tell him after that.

voice | private;

[disfavour]

You have a sincere lack of manners. [ Said clearly with a straight face because he feels like that needs pointing out and has from the off wow Nuada. ] I will meet with you, however.

[ And insert directions to one of those spookyass dark corridors he prefers. ]

Though not in the gardens.

voice | private;

[handelaar]

[Rolling his eyes while he still can.]

S'fine. [Impractical, since they're already in the Gardens, but whatever.] Now?