gondolindrim | My family tree is slowly branching itself out

Theo: so you're almost a full human again. *taps Dred's brace*

Dred: Just about! Feels good. Melly's pretty sad about it though. I need to find a way to make it better for her

Theo: I think you could buy her off with candy. You know how there's warnings for people not to go out alone right now with the whole horrible murder thing?

Dred: Yeah I'd heard.

Theo: so do you think you're healthy enough to be my big manly protection? *sort of laying upside down on the couch to look up at Dred*

Dred: I could manage that, I'm pretty sure. What did you have in mind?

Theo: I thought we could go for drinks. I've been so busy spending time learning at your boyfriend's feet and uh, Feanor stuff I haven't gone out for anything.

Dred: Feanor stuff. How IS that going?

Theo: Fine. Just fine. He's not nearly as murderous as people kept warning me.

Dred: Oh good. PEople worry you know

Theo: yeah, I mean, he keeps killing me, but then I reappear from five minutes before.

Theo: time is weird in this city, obviously

Dred: Ooh elf magic. Sounds like it. *smirk*

Theo: I like elves. They're nice. Boromir tried to ask me about Fingon

Dred: Oh? Wbhat context was THAT?

Theo: Oh, I was warning him to be gentle with you and he tried to change the topic. *helps Dred down some steps to the path they want to the Drunken Maia* I've sort of ruined your protectiveness chances by going after people who could take your head off

Dred: Oh well. Yeah...I'd probably change the topic too. ...Eru, that's kinda scary

Theo: Yeah. That is a thought. If Feanor turned on me, there's probably no one who could stop him. *considering look*

Dred: *shudder* Probably not

Theo: *brightly* oh well!

Dred: Could be worse!

Theo: yeah. There's a Dunlending in the city, apparently. You would have heard about her at work if you weren't all busy having a broken ankle

Dred: Oh? A woman? Really now?

Theo: yeah. She was at a corpse

Dred: ...At it? As in over it or..

Theo: well, she says she found it. And it's been suggested the other Rohirrim stop declaring she's responsible for the two deaths and the kidnapping...

Dred: So no evidence

Theo: no. Also, witnesses say elves. But it would have made sense.

Theo: she did almost destroy a clue

Theo: and that raven I had to save from Dagnir was with her. Unless there's more than one talking raven in the city.

Dred: The ravens? There's ...at least two. From the future.

Dred: *thinks about sharing the secret they told him, decides not to because they might know and be angry*

Theo: oh, wonderful. Well, don't trust them if they're palling around with a dunlending

Dred: ...that's good to know

Theo: of course, my CAT seems to like her too *darkly*

Dred: Does he? That's interesting. He doesn't like a lot of people

Theo: I'd have a talk with him, but, you know, cat.

Theo: Ah, finally. Drinks. *heads inside the Drunken Maia*

Atimuma: *calls out to Dred* haven't seen you in a while!

Dred: *waves* It's been a LONG time. How are things?

Atimuma: I went to where you worked and you weren't even there *pouring them drinks*

Dred: Accident. But it's getting along there. I hurt my ankle

Atimuma: what a terrible idea. *slides their drinks to them*

Theo: *grabs his* thanks. She's right, you chose poorly

Dred: I know, right? It was a terribly bad decision. Thank you.

Elfwine: *has somehow found his way in earlier, after leaving the red building and is sitting in the corner watching people cautiously, when his eye is caught by the red hair. Red hair and humans probably means home*

Theo: *coaching Dred at their table* Okay, next time you're about to be flung into a wall, what do we say? "No, thank you, sir"

Dred: *laughs* Something along those lines I think! I'll give it a try next time. "I would prefer not to"

Theo: "This is not to my interests"

Dred: "I have no interest in subscribing to your newsleter"

Theo: your what now?

Dred: It's something they've been talking about on the streets. They're like the broadsides but printed on actual paper and distributed

Dred: Subscribers pay for a year or so worth ahead of time and get them delivered.

Theo: ...intriguing.

Dred: I don't know who would have the time and ability to commit the far into th future but it's an interesting idea

Elfwine: *trying to look like he's not listening intently to what's going on*

Theo: maybe we should get one

Dred: You think so? They do have them on a lot of topics!

Theo: what sort of topics do we like? Any poetry ones?

Dred: Poetry might be a nice one. If there isn't,, we could create it

Theo: I don't think I've got time for that. Do you think there's one that covers general topics? Like what's going on?

Dred: There SHOULD be.

Theo: we'll look for that first, then.

Theo: It'd be nice not to find out what's going on in bits and pieces

Dred: Definitely, Somewhere to have it all organized

Theo: you're a good man, Theodred

Elfwine: *perks at the name a little*

Dred: I do try. And you're not so bad yourself.

Theo: yes, yes, I was just fishing for compliments. Tell me I'm pretty

Dred: Theoden, you are beautiful with your long firefy hair in that beautiful braid that makes me jealously want to run my hands through it

Elfwine: *EYEBROW*

Theo: oh, you flatterer! *fake girl laugh*

Dred: you are so lovely and so... *pauses for a moment* How did that poem go... He walks in beauty like the night... only with you more like the sunset. *smirks*

Elfwine: *chokes quietly on the tea he was drinking*

Theo: I think you should try that with Boromir, but with night

Dred: Well yes, it'd suit him. Actually it would suit Feanor too

Theo: When I think of Feanor, all I think of is fire metaphors

Theo: but Boromir is cool and calm, when one of us isn't flustering him, like the night

Dred: That's a good point. *grins* So something firey for Feanor...hmm

Theo: I wonder if there's any poems that go 'please don't burn down the city'

Dred: You could compose one!

Theo: We'll see. I like poetry, but I'm kind of shit at it

Dred: Well, hmm. From the heart is still best!

Theo: roses are red, violets are blue, you're not going to murder us all, are you?

Theo: for some reason he doesn't appreciate comments like this, no matter how much I kiss him after

Dred: *snickers* I can't imagine he would.

Elfwine: *sort of can't believe all of this*

Theo: mm. I do like him quite a bit. And I don't really think he's going to go bad again

Dred: I hope not. That would be terrible for everyone

Theo: yeah. *finishes his drink* you want me to get the next round?

Dred: that'd be awesome

Theo: *gets up, grabbing their cups to return to Ati*

Elfwine: *decides this is as good a time as any to approach Theo and gets up to get a refil of his own, supposedly*

Theo: *trying out silly snatches of poems to run by Dred when he gets back as he dodges through the crowd*

Elfwine: *approaches* I...excuse me...you are Theoden?

Theo: Yeah? Can I help you? *doesn't recognize Elfwine, although some of his features are familiar*

Elfwine: I...yes, actually. I am from...well it would be considered your future. I'm your grandson. Of sorts. *small smile* you raised my father

Theo: ...successfully?

Elfwine: The people of the Mark have very little complaint. I...my name is Elfwine.

Theo: *sets down the cups and holds out his hand* Hello, Elfwine. I'm afraid I don't know much about my future, sort of on purpose. *also wondering if he raised another kid, if he ever had any of his own*

Elfwine: I can imagine that telling you some of these things would disrupt your timeline. *clasps his hand* But still. you are family so...

Theo: come sit with us then.

Elfwine: I would like that *smiles* It's good to be among people I sort of know.

Theo: *gets the drinks* Theodred, meet my sort of grandson, Elfwine. Elfwine, meet my roommate.

Elfwine: Theodred...but I know of you too. It's good to meet you

Dred: *oh fuck oh fuck* Oh really then? I...it's good to meet you too. So you're from the future.

Theo: does he do anything interesting? *sips his drink*

Theo: or was he eaten by horses?

Elfwine: Not exactly horses. Killed holding the Fords of Isen. *glances at Dred* Oh I'm sorry. that was probably not the right to say at all. I'm bad at this timeline business still. But you asked to be kept there. Until my father could come to help in the battle. Ever the diligent prince.

Dred: *OHFUCKSERIOUSLY*

Theo: *math adding up rapidly in his head and leans in close to Theodred* it must be awful to hear about your own death. *cups Dred's cheek* But it's okay, I'll keep you company to help you get over it...

Dred: I....yes that isn't exactly the sort of... *distracted and then* Ah...maybe that's not such a good idea...

Theo: Theodred, you mean so much to me. And I can't let you be sad. *leans in, eyes closed*

Elfwine: *looks...uncomfortably at Dred * You...didn't tell him?

Theo: *stops at that, and hits Dred on the shoulder, hard*

Dred: I deserved that. *sighs* I...look, it's weird. I wasn't sure HOW to react

Dred: So I ommited details

Theo: ass!

Dred: Yes, also that

Dred: *pauses* I didn't want for... it's hard where I'm from. In the timeline. I didn't want that to color how I related to you or anything

Theo: there's things that are okay to omit, and *that is not one of them*

Dred: I...no you're right. it's not okay.

Theo: I should have drawn that out longer. *rubs his hand*

Theo: made you actually confess, instead of Elfwine giving you away

Dred: Actually yes, you probably should have

Theo: You gave the game away, Elfwine. *looks at Dred's shoulder like he's considering another hit*

Elfwine: I'm sorry. I didn't realize.

Dred: And I'm sorry I didn't say

Theo: good! Fine. Great. I can't believe you talked about sex with me knowing who I was

Dred: You asked and I wanted to protect you from,. I don't know. an elf tearing you apart

Elfwine: o.O

Elfwine: *twiiitch*

Theo: Mmph. You said he dies *jerks a thumb at Dred* Did you ever know either of us?

Elfwine: No I didn't. You both died in the war before I was born. But you did have a very long life *to Theo* *looks at Dred* and you well...it was a really amazing death that people remember

Theo: Huh. This is a little vain, but relevant to my love life. Was I at least handsome enough when I was older?

Dred: I actually can field that one. Yes.

Theo: oh good. That'll make me worry less. *rests his chin on his hands* I have a niece here, Eowyn. Probably not your mother

Elfwine: My aunt. My father is Eomer. None of those here I hope...I mean...

Dred: Reputation to live up to? *wry*

Theo: I haven't met any Eomers. That's a good name, though.

Elfwine: ...partly. I'm not what a younger Eomer would necessarilly... I'm not a warrior. We haven't as much need of them where I am from but...coming from that sort of a world, I don't think an Eomer who hadn't seen the change himself would understand. It may be awkward.

Elfwine: and good

Theo: Oh good, we died in a war, but there's no war after that. Maybe their leader was an orc who choked to death on my head

Elfwine:*laughs* Not exactly. It's a very long story really. But Mordor.

Theo: Mordor. *nods, makes sense* Well. Welcome to the city, Elfwine

Elfwine: Thank you. *smiles* It feels better now that I know some of you are here.

Oh, he's going to be paying for this for a long time.

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