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[inafadingcrown]

[The video feed flips on, focusing (after a few seconds of jostling around) on Galadriel, sitting on the steps of the Initiative Hold, her sheathed sword beside her. Having just finished training, she’s attired appropriately, wearing a simple dress and with her hair braided and wound about her head- displaying those pointed ears quite prominently for those who might have missed them before.]

I grow weary of the constant grey here. It is overlong since I have heard a running stream or seen the sunlight filtered through the forest canopy.

Tell me, those of you who have journeyed outside this city: does greenery yet remain in this world? It would do my heart well even to hear of it.

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[inafadingcrown]

[A slight tilt of the head.] Could you now? May I ask how?

[ima_something]

[she looks uncomfortable for a moment. But... she relents all the same.] I guess you told me of yourself, so it's only fair. [she cleared her throat.] It's a little off here, but I imagine that's just a matter of adjusting. But for the most part, I can feel everything, or maybe feel is the wrong word. I'm aware... of everything. Every... star, every rock. If I concentrated enough, probably every blade of grass too.

[inafadingcrown]

[A little laugh] You sound almost Elven. [And that's a complement.] Our connection with the land does not run so deep, but I too may feel the land. Perhaps you will know of what I speak when I say it feels ill here.

But I had assumed you were of the Secondborn- the race of Man. Have I erred in my judgement? I have never heard of a mortal possessing such gifts. You speak of things in the power of the Maiar and Valar alone.

[ima_something]

[She takes it as one, smiling however faintly.] ... It's not with just the land, it's with everything. The rocks, the buildings. I don't get much of a limit on it.

You haven't. I am human, my father was just a commoner who made friends with a Queen that decided he was exceedingly useful and gave him a position. [It's not a lie, he had been useful, he'd been smitten and spared her life. Then done everything he could to make sure she didn't die.] My mother liked pink and chocolate too much. I work as a governess -- a live in tutor of sorts to a boy and girl. [So as human as she could make herself sound, and really none of it was untrue either. Just not all of it.]

[inafadingcrown]

And yet you have such a great gift. There is more to you than you would have me know. [Another little chuckle] But very well. You may keep your secrets. I will not hold it against you.

[ima_something]

It'd probably be hypocritical if you did. [there's a all too sharp look. She might stick her foot in her mouth, come to the wrong assumptions -- but just because this elf wasn't a monster, didn't mean she wasn't any more of an dangerous enchantress.]

[inafadingcrown]

[Galadriel actually looks rather pleased with that. An observant one. She liked that.] That it would.

[ima_something]

[Oh dear, that wasn't intended. Really wasn't intended. Usually people hated when she was too aware.] Well. I'll keep my eye out for forests and the like.

[inafadingcrown]

[Susan will learn in time: Galadriel is anything but usual.] You have my thanks for that.

[ima_something]

[She's already got more than an inkling to that fact.] More than welcome.