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thecapitol2014-04-01 10:37 pm
khiluz) wrote in thecapitol2014-04-01 10:37 pm
Entry tags:
( open ) Arrival
Who| Fíli and anyone!
What| Fíli arrives, and he is still quite lost despite whatever information has been given to him.
Where| Anywhere around the Training Center (also District 6 Suites), let me know in the subject line!
When| Now & during the next couple of days (ICly)
Warnings/Notes| None that I can think of.
FOR KÍLI;
Things happen entirely outside of him, beyond himself. Fíli feels as though he is nowhere at all, words spoken that he does not hear, things placed on his hands that he cannot touch. He demands then he asks, he all but begs, where his brother is, where Lake-town is, but the people around him only seem to answer questions that he is not making. Vague mentions of some games and a battle to the death hover at the back of his mind, but by the time he thinks to ask about those, he finds himself being taken to someplace else.
He does not stay for one second once he is left at the apartment, and makes off to find a way back, or at least someone he knows. He walks and runs, for however long he does not know, screaming and shouting for Kíli, for Bofur or Óin, but there is no one, he recognizes no one or nothing in this place.
It is a fear that coils at the pit of his stomach, settling heavier with each step he takes. How did he find himself here, and why? How is he to return? Panic surrounds him until it is too great for him to keep going and he all but collapses against a wall, sliding down until he is sitting on the ground, legs folded, head resting against his knees.
He can't breathe, and he realizes now that he is also lost.
FOR ANYONE;
All of this may be explained a thousand times over, still Fíli remains just as lost. He has found his brother, but that is as much familiarity as this place brings. He walks the halls and the rooms, everything strange and entirely foreign, and therefore all too intimidating to him, but he does not show it. He makes his best effort to keep his step sure as he peeks into each corner, watches each person that passes him attentively, and opens every door that he does not find locked - including doors to other people's rooms, but it is not as if he knows that.
What| Fíli arrives, and he is still quite lost despite whatever information has been given to him.
Where| Anywhere around the Training Center (also District 6 Suites), let me know in the subject line!
When| Now & during the next couple of days (ICly)
Warnings/Notes| None that I can think of.
FOR KÍLI;
Things happen entirely outside of him, beyond himself. Fíli feels as though he is nowhere at all, words spoken that he does not hear, things placed on his hands that he cannot touch. He demands then he asks, he all but begs, where his brother is, where Lake-town is, but the people around him only seem to answer questions that he is not making. Vague mentions of some games and a battle to the death hover at the back of his mind, but by the time he thinks to ask about those, he finds himself being taken to someplace else.
He does not stay for one second once he is left at the apartment, and makes off to find a way back, or at least someone he knows. He walks and runs, for however long he does not know, screaming and shouting for Kíli, for Bofur or Óin, but there is no one, he recognizes no one or nothing in this place.
It is a fear that coils at the pit of his stomach, settling heavier with each step he takes. How did he find himself here, and why? How is he to return? Panic surrounds him until it is too great for him to keep going and he all but collapses against a wall, sliding down until he is sitting on the ground, legs folded, head resting against his knees.
He can't breathe, and he realizes now that he is also lost.
FOR ANYONE;
All of this may be explained a thousand times over, still Fíli remains just as lost. He has found his brother, but that is as much familiarity as this place brings. He walks the halls and the rooms, everything strange and entirely foreign, and therefore all too intimidating to him, but he does not show it. He makes his best effort to keep his step sure as he peeks into each corner, watches each person that passes him attentively, and opens every door that he does not find locked - including doors to other people's rooms, but it is not as if he knows that.
hello have a grey horned bug alien who doesn't know what dwarves are
He blinks. "Shit," he says. "I didn't know they made grown humans smaller than Kili."
LMFAO laughing from here to the sun
Then his eyes fall upon the strange creature that looks up at him, and he forgets that apology for a moment. Well... at least it's not ugly enough to be an orc, of that much he is sure.
"I am not a human," he says it almost as if he is stating the obvious, then continues in the same vein. "And neither are you."
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Karkat feels like this is a good point. Most of the non-humans in the Tribute Tower looked like they weren't. Even that new guy in Signless' district had weird face shit to distinguish him.
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He would know. He had run into quite a foul group at the beginning of their quest to Erebor.
"I am a Dwarf." His eyebrows knit together, and when he asks it is with honest curiosity. "You have never heard of Dwarves?"
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"Apologies, I did not mean to offend you," it had been an innocent enough observation on his part, and entirely legitimate if he could only make himself understood. "The trolls that I know of are much, much larger than you, and far uglier. They are also not favored in wits or smell, and they turn to stone with the light of the sun. As such, you look nothing like those trolls to me."
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He still eyes the other with curiosity and a hint of doubt. He is unlike anything or anyone Fíli has ever seen before, and if the dwarf had to take a guess at what he was, a troll would not have even been on that list. "Your kind of troll is very strange."
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"To you it would seem that way, I suppose. But to me you look... like a young man. Only grey. And with horns."
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"Our skins are thicker too. Humans are way fucking fragile, it's kinda pathetic. And they have shit for natural weapons." No claws, fangs, or horns.
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Not that Fíli knew many of the race of Men all that well, still he could recognize those traits the few times he had seen them. Bard's children were all so young and frail-looking, yet they had stood up to the orcs, even tried to fight them, with as much courage as any Dwarf would.
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It seems the obvious guess to him.
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He frowns in confusion. "What is a planet?"
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None of the puzzlement in his face goes away, not really. But... one problem at a time.
"Then how do things on the other side simply not fall out?"
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