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rowancrowned) wrote2015-03-22 06:02 pm
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Not in the least, [ he demurs, stepping inside and closing the door after himself. he knows, by now, which is the guest chair and which is beleth's, and takes that for guests, crossing one leg over the other and resting his folded hands in his lap.] I much prefer dining with you than dining in the mess.
[ so often they walk the same paths as the mages and templars walked, repeating their lives in such small ways, eating and sleeping where they did. he deviates rather gladly.
the door is closed, and he sees no one else in the office, so he begins, before she has even set the table. ]
You take umbrage with my choice. I understand. I would think less of you if you did not.
[ so often they walk the same paths as the mages and templars walked, repeating their lives in such small ways, eating and sleeping where they did. he deviates rather gladly.
the door is closed, and he sees no one else in the office, so he begins, before she has even set the table. ]
You take umbrage with my choice. I understand. I would think less of you if you did not.
Edited 2018-03-19 01:41 (UTC)
I'm glad, you know I always enjoy your company.
[ She takes a seat in her chair--thank you, Thranduil--and pours the wine for the two of them, partly so she can try to think of how to respond to him. She hasn't been trying to act particularly disapproving, but--Well. That's the problem with being so close to someone. They're not particularly fooled by your bullshit. ]
It is not my place to dictate your choices. I just... [ And finally, after a great deal of thinking, the only thing she can say is the one word that's been rattling around in her head since she found out: ]
Why?
[ She takes a seat in her chair--thank you, Thranduil--and pours the wine for the two of them, partly so she can try to think of how to respond to him. She hasn't been trying to act particularly disapproving, but--Well. That's the problem with being so close to someone. They're not particularly fooled by your bullshit. ]
It is not my place to dictate your choices. I just... [ And finally, after a great deal of thinking, the only thing she can say is the one word that's been rattling around in her head since she found out: ]
Why?
Your opinions on my choices matter, iell, as I would hope mine do for yours.
[ he takes his glass into his hands, and leans back into his chair, watching here. ]
I love her. [ a beat. ] I did not expect to love her, but here we are. The rules are different for us. We do not have the 'elfblooded' as you do. While it is unusual, it is not... it does not spell the end of us as a people.
[ he takes his glass into his hands, and leans back into his chair, watching here. ]
I love her. [ a beat. ] I did not expect to love her, but here we are. The rules are different for us. We do not have the 'elfblooded' as you do. While it is unusual, it is not... it does not spell the end of us as a people.
Ah. [ Beleth looks rather guilty at that, glancing off to the side. She hasn't exactly kept Thranduil informed on what choices she's been making in relationships--admittedly, those choices have all been completely terrible. ] Thank you, that...means a lot to me.
[ But what he's saying is...well, it's not confusing, exactly. He must love her, if he's willing to marry her. That doesn't explain why. ]
Have you read some of the things she's written about elves? Or the things she's said over the sending crystals? [ A beat. ] Is she...kinder, in private?
[ But what he's saying is...well, it's not confusing, exactly. He must love her, if he's willing to marry her. That doesn't explain why. ]
Have you read some of the things she's written about elves? Or the things she's said over the sending crystals? [ A beat. ] Is she...kinder, in private?
I have. [ no point in denying it. he lived with her, he has heard much worse from her on a variety of topics. ] You may attribute some of her more recent comments to attempting to throw hounds off the scent, if you like.
[ he looks at his glass, then at her, before pulling his chair closer to the table and his supper, taking up knife and fork. ]
No. Not particularly. I myself am not kind. She is-- as cats are.
[ he looks at his glass, then at her, before pulling his chair closer to the table and his supper, taking up knife and fork. ]
No. Not particularly. I myself am not kind. She is-- as cats are.
I may attribute them, if I like. The most recent ones. You are not saying whether or not that is actually the case. If she believes those awful things she's written. [ She pauses for a moment--Thranduil probably knows what she's about to say. But then, he's still not of Thedas, and the Inquisition is far more moderate than most. ] Just because a human is willing to enter a relationship with an elf, doesn't mean that they view elves as people of equal status. Even the one they're with, on some occasions.
[ She frowns, ignoring her food and drink for the moment. ] You are plenty kind, Thranduil. I've seen you aiding people of all types, people you've barely known. You're kind to me.
Are you telling me you love her because she eats the mice in your house?
[ She frowns, ignoring her food and drink for the moment. ] You are plenty kind, Thranduil. I've seen you aiding people of all types, people you've barely known. You're kind to me.
Are you telling me you love her because she eats the mice in your house?
I cannot yet persuade her on the matter of the Dalish, [ he confesses. ] She witnessed a clan murder a member of her staff and attempt to slaughter the rest of the party. Including myself and Alistair. While I do not agree with the aftermath of what was done to that clan, watching our people choose to kinslay and scatter what remained, her rage can be understood. It is a process, adjusting her opinion. But she did not do anything with that rage. I cannot claim credit for that.
[ which is something, as weak of an excuse as it sounds. ]
You needn't doubt I would throw myself between any blade she held against another elf, even at the cost of her love for me.
[ he exhales, drinks where she does not. ]
I love her because she infuriates me, and yet the idea of her not spending the rest of her life being a constant thorn in my side would cause me to despair.
[ which is something, as weak of an excuse as it sounds. ]
You needn't doubt I would throw myself between any blade she held against another elf, even at the cost of her love for me.
[ he exhales, drinks where she does not. ]
I love her because she infuriates me, and yet the idea of her not spending the rest of her life being a constant thorn in my side would cause me to despair.
Edited 2018-03-21 01:20 (UTC)
[Enjoy the super chill snow storm behind her because she's outside a tent in the Sunless Lands so no one overhears this pressing information she can't keep to herself any longer.]
I have a question but also answers. Maybe. I think. There are pieces I've put together but I didn't know who else I could speak to of it; Grey Wardens, what do you know about them? Not the face for the world but deeper, darker, the older parts?
I have a question but also answers. Maybe. I think. There are pieces I've put together but I didn't know who else I could speak to of it; Grey Wardens, what do you know about them? Not the face for the world but deeper, darker, the older parts?
Humans have killed plenty of Dalish before, and the People harbor a great deal of anger over it. Some do act out on it, hunting them like we hunt deer. Hurting them, in various ways, sometimes quickly, sometimes not. I disapprove, and I’ve certainly never partaken, myself. Yet, few people would view that as an accomplishment.
[ She’s frowning, finally taking her fork to her food—by jabbing it repeatedly. It’s mostly to help vent the pie, but it’s probably more enthusiastic than strictly necessary. Still, some of that tension does leave when he assures her that he would stop her from killing any elves. There are still concerns, and there’s more than one way to be a threat, but—it’s something. ]
Thranduil, I don’t have the time, nor the wherewithal to faff about chasing every human and elf who enter a relationship. But—[ She opens her mouth, to say something about how ‘infuriating’ isn’t a great quality in a relationship, before recalling the recent goat in her office, and closes her mouth, choosing to take a different route. ]—I am concerned. She’s—Thranduil, I think it’s safe to say few women would turn you down if you pursued them. Surely you could find one that you could say something more positive than ‘she doesn’t act on her hate’.
[ She’s frowning, finally taking her fork to her food—by jabbing it repeatedly. It’s mostly to help vent the pie, but it’s probably more enthusiastic than strictly necessary. Still, some of that tension does leave when he assures her that he would stop her from killing any elves. There are still concerns, and there’s more than one way to be a threat, but—it’s something. ]
Thranduil, I don’t have the time, nor the wherewithal to faff about chasing every human and elf who enter a relationship. But—[ She opens her mouth, to say something about how ‘infuriating’ isn’t a great quality in a relationship, before recalling the recent goat in her office, and closes her mouth, choosing to take a different route. ]—I am concerned. She’s—Thranduil, I think it’s safe to say few women would turn you down if you pursued them. Surely you could find one that you could say something more positive than ‘she doesn’t act on her hate’.
Think what you will of me, Your Majesty, but do not mock my cousin when he mourns the loss of family. People may very well come and go; we have accepted as much, yet even Finweans have hearts. As to the question about my possessions, I will hardly need them in the Halls.
- Maedhros
- Maedhros
Edited 2018-03-30 06:27 (UTC)
[ his voice is precise, though lacking the edge that would make it sharp. ]
Do you know what we are? Have you considered it, even once, in all your time here?
Do you know what we are? Have you considered it, even once, in all your time here?
(For him, the change of subject is odd and abrupt, but he answers as honestly as he can manage, though he sounds terse.)
Strangers - guaranteed nothing - and only in these lands until our time is deemed finished. That does not mean we cannot treat one another with some tact.
Strangers - guaranteed nothing - and only in these lands until our time is deemed finished. That does not mean we cannot treat one another with some tact.
No. We, the Rifters. Consider your dreams, the Fade, what has become of our birthright as Quendi.
I must rest, I must eat and I can grow ill. It is possible - nay, likely - that one of us may well succumb to a mortal death. If we enter this Fade, what will become of us? It would be unnatural.
We are more fëa than hröa here. We enter the Fade every night as we sleep; we fell from it when we arrived.
We will not die, Maedhros. We were not born, but neither were we crafted as our ancestors were at the lakeside in the Elder Days. We are dreams made flesh.
We will not die, Maedhros. We were not born, but neither were we crafted as our ancestors were at the lakeside in the Elder Days. We are dreams made flesh.
I am already dead - as is Findekáno. If we live as dreams, so be it. You, however, and the Lady Galadriel are in a less comfortable position.
(He empathizes with them, but for Thranduil to speak so callously before is not something he willingly accepts.)
(He empathizes with them, but for Thranduil to speak so callously before is not something he willingly accepts.)
[ pleased, at least, that he's grasped it and following the conversation. ]
No. I will bring no knowledge of this place to Arda should I depart. The doorway only allows passage through, not back. We cannot affect change in Arda any longer, only Thedas.
Did you witness the Men's struggles over your father's palantíri during your lifetime?
No. I will bring no knowledge of this place to Arda should I depart. The doorway only allows passage through, not back. We cannot affect change in Arda any longer, only Thedas.
Did you witness the Men's struggles over your father's palantíri during your lifetime?
That is so for me whether I am here or within the Halls. (It will be great fun facing the Valar after all he has done. He looks forward to it. Not.)
They occurred outside of my scope, but I heard of them. (More people dying for things. Fëanor cannot be blamed fully. Greed touched everyone who desired the objects; greed and a ridiculous hunger for power.)
They occurred outside of my scope, but I heard of them. (More people dying for things. Fëanor cannot be blamed fully. Greed touched everyone who desired the objects; greed and a ridiculous hunger for power.)
Perhaps you will be reembodied, perhaps not. But it does not matter to the you speaking with me now. We will never see Arda again.
And because we will never see Arda again, because the things we create here may well outlast us, because Men squabble here and now over what our kin the Elvhen left behind, three thousand years later, I asked for an accounting of what you made should you leave us.
I packed Galadriel's clothes and some of her writings in a cedar chest when she departed; I burned what did not fit lest they fall into unworthy hands. I have done this thing six times for those dear to me. I have arranged to have it done should I not be found in my bed tomorrow morning or the morning a month hence. If you mistake my preparedness for greed you forget the lesson you yourself taught my lord king and all his court.
And because we will never see Arda again, because the things we create here may well outlast us, because Men squabble here and now over what our kin the Elvhen left behind, three thousand years later, I asked for an accounting of what you made should you leave us.
I packed Galadriel's clothes and some of her writings in a cedar chest when she departed; I burned what did not fit lest they fall into unworthy hands. I have done this thing six times for those dear to me. I have arranged to have it done should I not be found in my bed tomorrow morning or the morning a month hence. If you mistake my preparedness for greed you forget the lesson you yourself taught my lord king and all his court.
(He is taken aback. Maedhros is understandably accustomed - too accustomed - to fighting for what he sees as just. Accordingly, he is usually fighting himself and the Darkness he called upon himself by taking the Oath and facing Morgoth.)
The swords and the armor will be difficult to dismantle. Anything left behind by Kano or Elros will be taken care of by either myself or Fingon. Should we disappear, you will know where to find the belongings. I will prepare a chest or two for us and make you a key for the locks.
The swords and the armor will be difficult to dismantle. Anything left behind by Kano or Elros will be taken care of by either myself or Fingon. Should we disappear, you will know where to find the belongings. I will prepare a chest or two for us and make you a key for the locks.
I will rise to the occasion. Thedas, doubtless, has a volcano somewhere.
I appreciate your understanding.
I appreciate your understanding.
I try to avoid those. (Oh look, is that humor?)
I understand your reasoning and you are right. My family has caused enough wars.
I understand your reasoning and you are right. My family has caused enough wars.
Cedoux leaked. We must assume all mages upon base aware. They are threatening to walk.
[ to cease work, actually. but it's hard to get much detail out of your intentionally vague stuttering rebel fiancee. hi thranduil, how are you? ]
Handle Ashara. I need locate Voss.
[ to cease work, actually. but it's hard to get much detail out of your intentionally vague stuttering rebel fiancee. hi thranduil, how are you? ]
Handle Ashara. I need locate Voss.
Edited (edits this 2 avoid infomodding!!) 2018-04-01 03:52 (UTC)
Fools, all of them, do they not realize we are at war?
[ biting back his anger. ]
Let them. I will make arrangements. Are there any who remain steadfast?
[ biting back his anger. ]
Let them. I will make arrangements. Are there any who remain steadfast?
You came to me with your pieces.
[ he's pleased. perhaps a moment or two of rolling it over in his mind. ]
They are foul. Some secret rot. How or why, I do not know.
[ he's pleased. perhaps a moment or two of rolling it over in his mind. ]
They are foul. Some secret rot. How or why, I do not know.
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