Life's my light and liberty and I shine when I wanna shine;

[emptytrousers]

Who | Kili and open!
What | Kili reacts in his usual way to things he doesn't like
Where | All over! Prompts are below.
When | Week 7, anytime after Monday afternoon but before Saturday.
Warnings | Descriptions of starvation and being stabbed probably! Will update if needed!

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[emptytrousers]

At Albert's laugh, Kili chuckles a little himself, his grin taking over his face despite the lint he's just plucked off his tongue. This brief moment almost feels like home, like it's Fili laughing at his antics rather than a stranger and Kili can't help but find relief in it all. So much so that he doesn't even hesitate in answering.

"There's the common room," he proposes with his wild grin, full of an eager warmth and excitement to make another friend, arena be damned.

[silberfuchs]

"Sounds good, then." Albert motions for Kili to lead the way, polishing off his somewhat linty muffin with a couple more bites. He'd been dour earlier, the lack of freedom inherent in their predicament hitting all the wrong buttons, but Kili somehow sheds some light for him and he's loathe to disengage just yet.

[emptytrousers]

With a bright grin, Kili nods and goes back to munching on his muffin while he does indeed lead the way back toward the elevator, not that they got far to begin with.

" 's down on the bottom," he replies cheerfully as he smiles up at Albert, eager to show him everything about the building if needed. His curiosity had certainly gotten the best of him when he first arrived. "Lots of chairs."

As if that were the defining feature of the room.

[silberfuchs]

"Interesting that there would be a common area for everyone when we're kept so divided in general." That doesn't quite tack, to Albert's mind, and he looks to Kili to see if he has any thoughts on the matter. Maybe it's more for seizing up competition? But then why would anyone willingly utilize it?

[emptytrousers]

Kili briefly considers Albert's words as the doors open up to the aforementioned common room. He doesn't think them particularly separated, since they're able to move about the tower as they wish, but it's still nice to have such a place as this where they could truly sit and talk if they needed.

"But they let us go about the tower as we feel," he replies with a small shrug, leading the way to a particularly comfy pair of chairs Kili has tried out once or twice. " 's not like we're truly all that divided."

[silberfuchs]

"Which is also surprising in and of itself. It makes me a bit uneasy." He looks at the chair for a moment, then sits. "Though I suppose if they were obvious about our captivity they would have more trouble, seeing as people tend to band together against obvious oppressors."

He looks moodily out at the rest of the common area, not sure he should even be discussing that sort of thing aloud, but there doesn't seem to be anyone else about at the moment to overhear.

[emptytrousers]

It seems that Albert has some experience with being oppressed in one way or another, but Kili can draw his own comparisons quite easily.

"My uncle hates elves," he replies, glad to contribute to the conversation in a way that might actually be meaningful. "They turned him and our people away when they needed them most. 's natural for a dwarf to hate elves now."

He's not even sure they were friends once to begin with but they certainly aren't now, though that brings up another thought in his mind.

"Beorn told us he doesn't like dwarves," he muses aloud, "But moreso he hates orcs like we hate orcs. He helped us then. If everyone hated the Capitol..."

But he cuts himself off in an instant, reminding himself of the avoxes, of what could happen if he misused his tongue.

[silberfuchs]

"Elves..." He looks at Kili with his brows drawn up. "As in... with pointy ears and magic?"

Does that mean Kili isn't just a dwarf but an actual Dwarf? In the Nordic sense? He'd thought that was just mythology but he's seen so many things he'd thought weren't possible or didn't exist by now that it may be better just to believe.

sorry for my slow!

[emptytrousers]

"Pointy ears, yes," Kili replies with bright smile, glad to talk about home in some small way. "Magic, I'm not so sure of. We've a wizard in our company: Gandalf. He does magic, I'm sure."

It's cool I've been slow too

[silberfuchs]

"Gandalf?!" It's been a very long time, but Albert's a well read guy and Tolkien, as the father of modern fantasy, is on that list. Then again, so were Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and Victor Hugo and that didn't stop fictional detective Sherlock Holmes and tragic scamp Eponine Thenardier from existing here. What in the hell is going on?

"I've... heard of him," Albert finishes lamely. He needs a good stiff drink.