Event Log: Flu Season

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Who: All characters
What: The event log for the Flu Season event
Where: All over the city
When: March 20th-March 30th
Warnings: Gross sneezing, sick people, and paranoia

It starts with a cough, a sneeze, a sore throat - something small and simple, easily ignored. But then your symptoms get worse. It's probably been awhile since you've been sick, that sort of thing doesn't usually happen here. You might be able to raid the shops for some tissues and tea before it gets too bad, and hopefully you've got a friend to help out until you get better. Surely it'll be over soon, right?

Until the fever sets in, and you start to understand why your friend is really there. They don't want to take care of you. They want to make sure this is the last anyone will ever see of you. They want to learn all your secrets. They want to steal your most precious possession. You know they're plotting against you, you know they're keeping something from you. What will you do to find out what it is?

Then, as the sickness fades, you realize it was all in your mind. Let's hope you didn't do or say anything too awful. But that friend of yours... they seem to have picked up your cough. Maybe you should help them out?

► This log covers March 20th-March 30th.
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[so_dark_a_road]

How greatly Curufin wants to protect his son, in the irremediable past and in the present where all the opportunities now lie. Yes, together they would fight and win their victories!

"You couldn't have helped it. You had to leave us, to leave me, for all those reasons you have given, and for my reasons, too. You could not have let yourself be dragged down into the muck with us, to be destroyed with us. You had things to accomplish, that only you could have accomplished. Who but you could have forged the three great Elven Rings? You wouldn't have known that was your destiny then, but I believe that sometimes our choices are guided by the future, even unbeknownst to us."

He feels Celebrimbor's fingers wrapping around a lock of his hair, and his eyes glow with tenderness. It reminds him of when Cel was a child and was a little wary of the shadows of night. He would sometimes tangle a hand in his father's hair as a way of saying he did not want to be left alone with a night-lamp and a whole night to get through alone. Curufin was very quick to understand that request, and he would wrap the child in his arms until he fell asleep, and often Curufin would still be there in the morning, dozing in an armchair by Cel's bed.

He grins now at the thought of Celebrimbor learning to rule a kingdom. Oh yes, he would be modest and think himself inept because he was inexperienced. "I don't doubt you learned quickly. You learned everything quickly, or so I remember." He laughs a little. "I think you might be forgiven if you were just a little bit proud. It does seem to be in our blood!"