It's the first day of Junior year and Idaia's feeling pretty good. She likes her classes so far, it's a beautiful day, and she just has an indescribable positive feeling. Her last class of the day has just let out and she has an entirely tolerable amount of homework.
Her phone rings.
"Hello?"
I really don't think we can assume that the desire to leave Valinor only happened once in one group over the course of its whole history.
I mean, with Melkor locked up again and no Doom, I wouldn't expect our foray to be indicative.
It was after I was dead, dunno the details. Men tried invading Valinor and Eru intervened and sunk the continent they'd come from.
I wish you'd all been okay. I mean--I know you, personally, weren't going to be okay after I--but--I wish things had been better.
I don't know how anyone stayed in Valinor after Eru sunk the continent. And believed they were the good ones...
Which is great but the ones not loyal to us until the end mostly want us dead. If only there were a way to check.
Well, if we assume I'm powerful enough to defy the Valar, I'm probably powerful enough to, like, terraform Mars and put everyone there and only let the people off who swear they don't intend you any harm.
It is a long drive to Las Vegas. He does not get tired of staring adoringly at her.
Oh, she missed having him look at her like that. She has to restrain herself several times from starting something they really oughtn't finish while in a car with a third party.
The third party thinks they're both nuts but whatever, thirty grand. They reach Las Vegas.
Of course he does, so fucking what, life would be unbearable if you lived it ensuring people didn't think you were crazy.
Vegas! Excellent! Where is the nearest spur-of-the-moment wedding chapel.
Idaia's going to have to do some research on that, then, they should probably get a hotel room with internet.
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