@kindredsprts. sc.
‘ Pay him no mind. He likes to tease. A wee bit too much, if you ask me, but I suppose that is what brothers do, hey? ’
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@kindredsprts gets a plotted thing !!!
HOW LONG HE WAITED WAS impossible to say, the antics of a clock meaningless to a being independent of its path. even so, kel grew r e s t l e s s. the trees too young ( too pleasant ) to do more than keep him — but she was INTERESTING. her vibrant flame not marked but BOLSTERED by the grey taint of despondency. psithurism murmurs drew selfish intent when the girl at last appeared, red and white pines delighting in her steps below their bristled boughs. they like her, he realized. the idiots. she was already HIS. f r a y e d though the creature was, perhaps he should have been more cautious ( it would not due to SCARE too promptly ) but kel, impatient and eager and tired of waiting, merely flicked a stick to draw her attention upward.
" they are not worth it, you know. "
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@kindredsprts sent "Which would you rather be: utterly evil or utterly good?"
Oh, there’s a question!! Utterly evil or utterly good? Good’s boring - evil seems too.....awful. “Neither. I prefer to think of myself as utterly chaotic.” Evil or good doesn’t matter to him - having fun, living his life as he wants - THAT’S what matters.
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"I imagined Dwarves to be fat, green, and ugly. Never expected them to be human-like and friendly."
Fili might have taken offense on another occasion, but he could tell that— perhaps? —she hadn’t meant it as an insult. It seemed to him a result of curiosity, and he was no stranger to that. Instead, he just let out a small puff of a laugh.
“An’ what made ya imagine us like that?” he asked. “Ya weren’t listenin’ ta any Elves, were ya?”
It was somewhat a joke, but he wouldn’t doubt it if he heard some elves had been talking negatively about his kin.
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“ there now, ” she said, setting down a plate of some bread and cheese before the girl. idly, she wondered if she’d looked much the same at that age -- skinny, flame-haired, and with a lively spark in her eye that mayhap knew its share of trouble. she sat down across from her guest, a fond smile -- a look of something like camaraderie -- on her lips. “ i know i’ll sound like an old nag for saying so, but -- surely you ought to know those old mines are no place to be roaming about on your own. certainly not those that be abandoned. a body might drown if they’re not careful... ” she added, the maternal instinct in her preventing her from mentioning that many already had. // @kindredsprts ♥︎’d
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❝What shall we toast to?❞
A MEME I FREAKING FORGOT || NO LONGER ACCEPTING
An eyebrow rose and a corner of his lips quiver upward. “ Aren’t ya’ kinda small “ he makes a gesture with his hand pointing her stature “ for drinking, child?” Amusement dance in his words a song of a jester, his eyes gleam deep blue like the ocean “Should I tell the innkeeper to bring some milk for ya’?”
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"Can I tell you a story?"
“Story? I do enjoy a good story !”
The Hobbit smiled brightly, looking on expectantly.
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@kindredsprts says : “ was i wrong ?? ”
A CICERO / accepting
Though frustration creases dark brows together, he is in no way U P S E T with Anne or her handling of the situation she foretold, IN FACT, she handled it all in a much cleaner manner than he would have. His frustration disappointment was with the decorem ( or lack thereof ) of the object of her anger. As his brows relax, he conveys his understanding and reassurances with a smile.
“ NO I believe you had acted MUCH better than I could ever have, but I don’t think that decides the validity of your reaction, ” a hand lifts, seemingly waiving his wordiness. “ You are too hard on yourself. ”
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