[Open Moons Mingle Log]

[serpentis]

Who: Anyone and Everyone!
Broadcast: Maybe!
Action: Abeo, Accendo, Adsum
When: 2/3-2/7

[WELCOME TO THE MOONS ENJOY YOUR STAY DON'T GET ARRESTED.]

Comments

[faithfulwisdom]

Call it a talent. [Least helpful answer. Have a shrug.] I have a great deal on my mind.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

I'll call it a disadvantage, frankly.

[Robin is going to, uh, have a seat next to him. just pull up a chair and make himself at home. his smile is a playful one, at least.]

What's bothering you, friend?

[faithfulwisdom]

[Fine, whatever. Have a lazy little wave of his hand- as if he waved him over instead of Robin just...sitting.]

Do you believe in purpose? In a higher design?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Ah... [a slight wince.] That's a loaded topic. For ease of conversation, I'm going to say... yes.

[faithfulwisdom]

[A bitter little laugh] My head is full of nothing but loaded topics. Life, death, fate- take your pick.

But in this instance... It is a queer thing to be, for lack of a better word, diverted from what you were certain would be your path.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[he will wave for one of the servers to get her another drink, then. if they're going to get into topics like this... he turns back to Finrod with his full attention, that done.]

Are you talking about being here, in the Fleet, as opposed to elsewhere?

[faithfulwisdom]

In a sense. [He rubs at his throat, along the lines of a non-existent wound.]

When my people are slain, their souls are sent to dwell in the Halls of Mandos for a time, until they are reborn. [A bitter little smile and a shrug] And yet here I am. What implications this has for me, I shudder to consider.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Ah, I see...

[his cheer dims down a little--as death is a very serious subject, and he'd just recently kind of 'died' himself.]

Lost souls always do seem to bring trouble with them, don't they? Most people would be thrilled at another chance at life, but since your spirit was destined for elsewhere so specifically... Hm, hm. I can imagine you're quite upset.

[faithfulwisdom]

To put it mildly. [He presses his lips together, thinking.] One might view this as simply another form of rebirth, I suppose. As I said, my people are given form again after a time- or so it is said. I have never spoken with one who has been reincarnated myself.

[But he's skipped the Halls of Healing, which... is an issue for mental health purposes. Obviously.]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

I hope for your sake that you are returned to your rightful course once this adventure is over.

[he picks up his drink, as it arrives...]

And I'm sorry to hear of your fate. Being dead seems unfortunate, no matter what world you're from.

[faithfulwisdom]

Thank you.

And it is not something I would recommend, I can say that much.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Is there anything that would cheer you up? Clear your mind?

[he leans back--again, like they've been old friends forever, and not that they'd only just met.]

My normal suggestion would be another drink, but it seems less than helpful at the moment.