Finrod Felagund (
faithfulwisdom) wrote in
driftfleet2015-05-21 07:12 pm
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[As we all know, Atroma adores catching the “real life” moments of its contestants. That’s really the only explanation for why there’s video footage of a sleeping man on the network.
More specifically, a sleeping version of your resident elven prince, looking not-so-princely. It turns out that all those flowing golden locks make for some magnificent bed hair when you’ve been suspended in cryosleep for a few weeks.
But, lo! Sleeping Beauty stirs! Finrod groans and sits up, blinking his way to wakefulness and running his hand through that mane of golden hair. Then he turns, picks up his communicator, and looks at the date.
There’s a loud exclamation of surprise given in Quenya, followed by:] Weeks!
[Yeah, you…might want to let him know he’s being recorded.]
Later in the Week/Action for a Casino waystation
[Having cleaned up considerably and had time to explore the waystations (and the planet, but that’s another story) a bit, Finrod looks much more himself. He’s even indulged in a bit of gambling and had some luck at it.
He inserts his voucher into the prize the machine, not really expecting anything substantial. His eyebrows raise immediately when the glimmer of gold comes from machine- and his jaw practically drops when he reaches down and discovers just what he has been given.
A necklace. But not just any necklace- a gift he was given by the dwarves, crafted of gold and jewels. A beautiful, ostentatious, weighty thing- and he is glad to have it back in his hands. With a smile, he clasps it around his neck. It’s a fair bet that he’s not going to be taking it off any time soon.]
[As we all know, Atroma adores catching the “real life” moments of its contestants. That’s really the only explanation for why there’s video footage of a sleeping man on the network.
More specifically, a sleeping version of your resident elven prince, looking not-so-princely. It turns out that all those flowing golden locks make for some magnificent bed hair when you’ve been suspended in cryosleep for a few weeks.
But, lo! Sleeping Beauty stirs! Finrod groans and sits up, blinking his way to wakefulness and running his hand through that mane of golden hair. Then he turns, picks up his communicator, and looks at the date.
There’s a loud exclamation of surprise given in Quenya, followed by:] Weeks!
[Yeah, you…might want to let him know he’s being recorded.]
Later in the Week/Action for a Casino waystation
[Having cleaned up considerably and had time to explore the waystations (and the planet, but that’s another story) a bit, Finrod looks much more himself. He’s even indulged in a bit of gambling and had some luck at it.
He inserts his voucher into the prize the machine, not really expecting anything substantial. His eyebrows raise immediately when the glimmer of gold comes from machine- and his jaw practically drops when he reaches down and discovers just what he has been given.
A necklace. But not just any necklace- a gift he was given by the dwarves, crafted of gold and jewels. A beautiful, ostentatious, weighty thing- and he is glad to have it back in his hands. With a smile, he clasps it around his neck. It’s a fair bet that he’s not going to be taking it off any time soon.]

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Oh yes, quite well. No one was ever in poor condition at Paradisa - at least, when we were not being subjected to some world change or another. I hope she made it home, unlike myself and some others.
Though the chances of meeting her brother here - fate is amusing itself still.
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[A fond smile plays about his face.] But I am relieved to hear that she was well when last you knew. Thank you for telling me.
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Of course. I am glad for it to be good news, as it happens. It is always much more uncomfortable to deliver the bad.
I don't recall her mentioning a brother, but well met all the same. If I might ask - how long have you been aboard your ship?
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Oh, it has been long enough to have some notion of how this place works- nigh half a year now. I have been aboard this particular ship only a few months; they had need of a communications officer and I obliged.
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Half a year... so our stays here are not as short as I had hoped. Or at least some people's aren't. But if you are her sibling, that would make you an elf then, correct? Do you have magic as she did?
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If it is not to invasive a question, I would be interested in learning of the differences.
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I, on the other hand, am admittedly less dedicated to my gifts. I practice primarily illusion; I may make myself appear other than I- a useful tactic to avoid enemies. I also have some skill in sanwe-latya, as I said, and have made use of songs of power- music which harnesses the 'magic' which exists in the world around us and puts it to use.
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[ He chuckled at the first warning, suspecting he might have met an older version of her, as collected and beautiful as the lady had been. ]
Ah, I have similar gifts, though my people call in Mind Speaking. I am not very good at Projecting though - Illusion, as you put it. It is one of my weaker Gifts by far. Songs of Power sounds something like my Bardic Gift.
[ He chuckled. ]
Interesting how magic seems to run the same courses through worlds.
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True, but then there are some magics by far and away so foreign as to boggle the mind. Have you met my friend, Felix? I believe he was attempting to bring together those of us with magic so we might discuss such things.
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Felix and I? Yes, we are quite good friends. You are acquainted with him as well?