#also before you come for me let me point out that mr smajor absolutely would make this kind of melodramatic monologue you know im right

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Mr Scott Smajor himself

I couldn't decide which part to put on here so its a bit long, enjoy! (This one also has a lot of Xornoth. They also come as a set in this au. There are a lot of people who come as a set in this au.)

Scott isn't in the north-side sheep pen. Xornoth wasn't really expecting him to be, but its on the way to the owlery so it was worth checking just in case. And if it is also a little bit of procrastination that is between them and the voice in their head. Just when I think you can't get any more pathetic- And they aren't listening to the voice in their head. "-At least now I can stop waiting for the other shoe to drop I guess." Xornoth peeks around the corner of the stairwell, almost kocking their antlers against a lantern but managing to dodge it at the last second. Scott is sprawled on the floor, or well, his version of 'sprawled' which means sitting slightly less than bolt upright, legs criss-crossed and elbows on his knees as he stares down an owl that Xornoth is fairly certain belongs to one of the librarians. "I did get more than half a century, I guess. That's more freedom than I though. And it will be good for Rivendell, we really don't have any solid alliances other than the Overgrown and the Lost Empire. If I can do this for my people that's a good thing." Xornoth slid down the wall to sit on the stairs, just out of sight. The crown on their head had never before felt so heavy.

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