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hadriel_logs2018-10-27 01:38 am
so_dark_a_road) wrote in hadriel_logs2018-10-27 01:38 am
If you're skating on thin ICE, you might as well dance!
Who: Floki and Curufin
What: Viking/Elvish brotherhood reunion! Curufin finds popsicle Caedra and can't resist being humorous. Floki arrives and is shocked -- Caedra is his goddess!
Where: A North Island Beach
When: Backdated to 10/17
Warnings: Puns so horrible they will make your teeth hurt.
[ Curufin tucks his cellphone back in his pocket as soon as he finishes reading Yusuke Kitagawa's anonymous net post, grabs his gear and goes racing down to the rocky beach he recognized in the image Yusuke posted. He has encountered Caedra here while out walking, before today. It doesn't take long to find her. He stops and stares. She's iced over, all right. And it looks as though she was frozen while in the middle of a dance or a fight -- well, in a fight, of course! But her posture is strangely graceful, for all its frozen rigidity. He comes nearer, and then he speaks softly, wondering if she can hear him. He really hopes she can! ]
Why, this is not normal for you, Caedra! Usually you have company, but now you're alone and ice-olated.
[ He grins, he can't resist. She'll probably try to kill him for this later, but right now, she can't do anything but listen to his stupid jokes. Besides, there's an element of calculation in this. If she remembers his presence when she thaws out, she might just focus her rage on him instead of on people less capable of defending themselves. He can live with that. ]
You seem to be in dire straits. . . [ A joke she won't get. Long ago, the Finwean Elves crossed the Great Northern Sea by way of a dreadful frozen strait called the Helcaraxë, some of them by boat and some on foot, in order to come to Middle-earth. This awful journey is famous in their tales. ]
. . . . but maybe this is just the tip of the iceberg? [ Bright white smile. ]
[ And then he leans close, hand cupped to his ear, listening to an imaginary verbal response. ] What. . .? You're not in the market for a courtier who can't keep his puns to himself? -- there's a hiring freeze, you say? Oh well, if you're going to give me the cold shoulder again, I'll just be on my way!
[ But he doesn't leave. He shakes his head, still smiling a little. He's caught between that peculiar empathy that Elves have, and a smirky, told-you-so kind of satisfaction. She's his favorite enemy, after all! He sits down on a rock, sets an elbow on his knee and his chin in his hand, and contemplates the beauty of this amazing, inadvertent work of demonic art. ]
What: Viking/Elvish brotherhood reunion! Curufin finds popsicle Caedra and can't resist being humorous. Floki arrives and is shocked -- Caedra is his goddess!
Where: A North Island Beach
When: Backdated to 10/17
Warnings: Puns so horrible they will make your teeth hurt.
[ Curufin tucks his cellphone back in his pocket as soon as he finishes reading Yusuke Kitagawa's anonymous net post, grabs his gear and goes racing down to the rocky beach he recognized in the image Yusuke posted. He has encountered Caedra here while out walking, before today. It doesn't take long to find her. He stops and stares. She's iced over, all right. And it looks as though she was frozen while in the middle of a dance or a fight -- well, in a fight, of course! But her posture is strangely graceful, for all its frozen rigidity. He comes nearer, and then he speaks softly, wondering if she can hear him. He really hopes she can! ]
Why, this is not normal for you, Caedra! Usually you have company, but now you're alone and ice-olated.
[ He grins, he can't resist. She'll probably try to kill him for this later, but right now, she can't do anything but listen to his stupid jokes. Besides, there's an element of calculation in this. If she remembers his presence when she thaws out, she might just focus her rage on him instead of on people less capable of defending themselves. He can live with that. ]
You seem to be in dire straits. . . [ A joke she won't get. Long ago, the Finwean Elves crossed the Great Northern Sea by way of a dreadful frozen strait called the Helcaraxë, some of them by boat and some on foot, in order to come to Middle-earth. This awful journey is famous in their tales. ]
. . . . but maybe this is just the tip of the iceberg? [ Bright white smile. ]
[ And then he leans close, hand cupped to his ear, listening to an imaginary verbal response. ] What. . .? You're not in the market for a courtier who can't keep his puns to himself? -- there's a hiring freeze, you say? Oh well, if you're going to give me the cold shoulder again, I'll just be on my way!
[ But he doesn't leave. He shakes his head, still smiling a little. He's caught between that peculiar empathy that Elves have, and a smirky, told-you-so kind of satisfaction. She's his favorite enemy, after all! He sits down on a rock, sets an elbow on his knee and his chin in his hand, and contemplates the beauty of this amazing, inadvertent work of demonic art. ]
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Had it been anyone else, they might have been faced with a much less impressed Viking. Axes were good at showing someone your heart, and yes he does mean by ripping your ribs open and not just the emotional context to the saying.
Still, this was his Elven brother, Floki was pleased to see him none the less. Heck, he and Ragnar had many a disagreement in their time and Floki would still take a sword in his stead.
As he neared Curufin, a bottle of fermented fruits and herbs that would hopefully become a sweet alcohol for his Goddess to drink when she thaws out, along with a bundle of dried mushrooms and the heart of a small bird he'd trapped, as an offering of course. ]
My brother! Beloved Curufin! Why do you sit there alone? Did you know I would be coming, hmm? Te-hee!
[ Chuckling that strange little hiccup of a laugh as he picked up his pace and brought himself closer to his friend. He'd ignore the quips and mocking jokes he'd heard on his way over to him. ]
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Floki! My Viking brother! I am so glad to see you. Come, sit down beside me. There are plenty of rocks. [ And there are, on this rocky beach. One of them is right beside Curufin's rock. But he'll wait for Floki to place his offerings at his goddess' feet, first. He knows of his friend's devotion and does not fault him for it, though of course Floki knows he does not share it! ] How have you fared since we last met?
I thought you would be coming along sooner or later, as soon as you heard the news. So, yes, I was waiting for you. [ He glances back at Caedra. ] This is quite an amazing event.
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Placing the small tokens at the foot of the shore beside his frozen Goddess, Floki made a gesture with two fingers at his forehead before flickering them down his head and kissing them, uttering something Nordic under his tone before turning his attention back to Curufin. ]
I fare well, Curufin and hope the same for you?
[ Taking the large rock at his dear friend's side as a stool, sitting down but leaning over to great him properly with a rough slap on the back before pulling their foreheads together! ]
Te-hee! So I heard, so I heard- Though, it is not my place to meddle in the affairs of Gods. I would have fought at her side should she have asked me, though I feel she has other plans for me in the future, I can feel it deep in my bones brother!
[ It's safe to say Floki was in a jovial mood today at least. Even when seeing his popsicle of a Goddess. ]
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I am glad to hear you are well. I am. . . [ He was about to say he was all right, since he rarely admitted it to anyone if he was not. But he found he couldn't lie, for some reason. ] . . . my son Celebrimbor and my eldest brother Maedhros are gone. The Door opened for them and swept them away into the darkness. There's no one left in the Elfhouse now, except me and my second-eldest brother Maglor and our cousin Fingon. We opened our house to those who knew our lost ones or wanted to wish us well, just before the boats were finished for the voyage. [ His eyes sparkled with grief, for a moment.]
You think the Gods had anything to do with Caedra being frozen? I doubt it. I think someone was trying to prevent her from killing anybody for at least a month. When she thaws out, she won't be in a good mood. I wonder what plans she might have for you? -- do you have any idea?
[ Curufin wanted to be in a jovial mood in order to keep pace with his friend, so he took a breath and smiled again. ]
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I would give anything to be with my beloved Helga again, though having you here, Curufin, has warmed my soul like the hearth of my home. You will be with your kin one day. To your son and bother! May Heimdallr watch over them and guild their paths back home!
[ Lifting the horn he had tied to the side of his belt and blowing through it loudly in a token means of honer. ]
She will be aster blood, and I won't blame her! I reserve myself for now but hear this my friends, if she calls on me to slay, then slay Floki will! Te-hee!
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I hope that you may be reunited with Helga someday -- preferably in a better world than Hadriel! You, too, warm my soul, Floki. I feel indeed that we are brothers. And thank you for your good wishes as regards my reunion with my kin. May it be so.
[ And he smiles to hear that mighty blast on the horn, recognizing it as a gesture of honor to the missing. ]
Nobody would like to be imprisoned in ice. That is one reason I sat here for so long and joked about it. If she could hear, it would make her angry; however, she might also understand that the next best thing to a friend is a sympathetic enemy.
[ Quietly. ] But Floki, if she summons you to kill, we might find ourselves on opposite sides of the battle lines. That worries me.