Fingon, Findekáno, the Valiant (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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driftfleet2016-09-18 01:10 am
valiantfire) wrote in driftfleet2016-09-18 01:10 am
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Who: Fingon
Broadcast: Accidental fleetwide.
Action: S. S. Huntress
When: Early 9/18
{It's useful to be an Elf who didn't need much rest. And even when Fingon does rest, it's never easily thanks to memories that he's yet to address. So he sews. His grandfather spoils him and gave him enough cloth for a couple robes, and that's precisely what he's working on. Spread out around him in his small bunk are various bits of ribbon, thread, and lots of cloth, all of which are coming together under his skilled fingers.
The Elf has a light on, of course, but even with it his own natural faint glow is there if one looks. Black hair is braided back, and he's humming quietly as the needle darts in and out of the vibrant blue cloth in his lap. He doesn't want to disturb his mortal crewmates, after all! That would be rude. The song is an old one, for those who know Arda and its music, of brighter, more innocent days.
It's impossible to not realize he has no idea he's being observed.}
Broadcast: Accidental fleetwide.
Action: S. S. Huntress
When: Early 9/18
{It's useful to be an Elf who didn't need much rest. And even when Fingon does rest, it's never easily thanks to memories that he's yet to address. So he sews. His grandfather spoils him and gave him enough cloth for a couple robes, and that's precisely what he's working on. Spread out around him in his small bunk are various bits of ribbon, thread, and lots of cloth, all of which are coming together under his skilled fingers.
The Elf has a light on, of course, but even with it his own natural faint glow is there if one looks. Black hair is braided back, and he's humming quietly as the needle darts in and out of the vibrant blue cloth in his lap. He doesn't want to disturb his mortal crewmates, after all! That would be rude. The song is an old one, for those who know Arda and its music, of brighter, more innocent days.
It's impossible to not realize he has no idea he's being observed.}
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[Fingon would love the little droid.]
What does Finrod look like?
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Finrod has blond hair as I mentioned - Oh! Family calls him Ingoldo, but he probably introduces himself as Finrod. {Long, longlong storydon'task.} He's certainly fair of face and spirit!
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[Such strange names!] You have a...confusing...language. I like the way it sounds, though.
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{He smiles.} They are two languages. Mostly we go by translations of one of our childhood names.
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Is it because you live for so long? I'm lucky to have one name.