exsilium | Video

Entry tags:

Video

[There's lots of fiddling with the tablet, buttons pressed and messages made of seeming gibberish (though some are actually words from her own language that some may recognize) before the video is started. Except it's very blurry and sometimes fades out and comes back on. The important part though is that there's a small elf child on the other end and she looks like she's ready to cry.]

Nana! Ada!

[She then proceeds to throw the tablet and cry.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[It's the faint hints of Sindarin that piqued Aragorn's interest as he eyes his tablet. The video was a little fuzzy and off angle, but he manages to catch a glimpse at the elven child upon the screen.]

Little one, what's wrong--

[Before he could finish, the girl tosses the tablet and starts wailing. Aragorn is left stunned and confused. She's clearly of Elvenkind but why is she here?]

Edited 2013-01-19 19:54 (UTC)

[She doesn't pay attention to the thrown tablet and just cries for awhile until she's too tired to cry or her throat is sore. The tablet isn't too far away so Aragorn has a decent enough view of her as she curls up in a ball and pouts.]

[Aragorn decides to wait for a little while before trying to speak. The girl is distressed and clearly too distraught to speak with anyone now. It's best that he waits his time before trying to win the girl's attention again. So as the time passes, Aragorn sits and listens to the child's cries.

He couldn't quite understand why the Initiative would bring her here. She's merely a child, and far too young to be made into a soldier. It literally makes no sense for the Initiative recruit youngsters her age, yet they do so anyways.

This leaves a bitter taste upon his tongue.]

Le maer, henig?

[Her eyes move to the tablet and she rubs at them to clear what tears are left but she doesn't answer right away. Celebrían doesn't know him. And her parents wouldn't be happy if she talked to a stranger without them.

But they weren't here. Or at least, nowhere that she could find them and she couldn't go looking in case they came to find her. She can't ignore him though so the elfing just quietly shakes her head.]

Av-'osto, pinig.

[Knowing that the child must be terrified, Aragorn tries his best to seem as nonthreatening as possible. The last thing he wants is to add to the little elfling's terror.]

I'm a friend and not a foe. Where are your parents?

[He's a stranger, that's threatening enough for the time being. She knows that she can't stay suspicious forever and the only way to get answers or help was to ask questions or answer them.]

I don't know.

[And again, her eyes fill with tears but she just hiccups this time.]

An ngell nîn...

[Once her tears begin to swell, Aragorn acts quickly to calm her.]

Please do not cry. I'm certain your parents are somewhere near.

B-but I can't f-find them...

[She tries not to but she does start to quietly cry, tears flowing down her face and looking miserable.]

Do not fear.

[He speaks softly to the child in hopes of soothing her.]

I shall assist you however I may. What are their names?

[Slowly:] Galadriel and Celeborn.

[It's hard not to be afraid. She's in a foreign, sunless place without her parents and no faces that she recognizes. She's taking to a man through a small magic window and she's just so confused.]

[Silence claims him once she said those names. If she's the daughter of the Lord and Lady of the Golden Woods, then doesn't that make her--]

Celebrían?

[If she looked suspicious before, she looks moreso now. And more cautious.]

How do you know my name?

[He shakes his head in disbelief.]

This...cannot be.

[Just the other day, the she-elf was a full grown adult but now she's just a mere child. Uncertain what to say or do, Aragorn knew he cannot leave Celebrían to linger here alone. He must find the elfling and bring her to Elrond or Galadriel.

If sorcery is the root to his phenomenon, then it must be broken.]

I am a "friend" of your parents. I know of them well.

[~~good luck~~ She picked up the tablet then and looked close, her face just an inch or two away from it, as she tried to figure out whether he looked familiar or not.]

I've never seen you before.

[A small smile settles upon his weathered face as the child drew nearer to the screen.]

Of course not. You and I haven't met formerly.

[At least he didn't meet her like this.]

If you're their friend, shouldn't we have?

[Her daddy taught her how to be suspicious, obviously. Aren't you thankful for that, Aragorn?]

[His smile grows. It would seem that Lord Celeborn raised his dear daughter to be highly suspicious of anyone not family.

A wise elf.]

Perhaps, but you were not yet born.

[He lies, but can she tell?]

[Can anything else be expected when one had lived in Doriath and then lived in Eregion? ~~With a bunch of stinky dwarves visiting for trading.]~~

Oh... Why haven't you come to see them since then?

[She can't. But she'd going to be inquisitive to make up for it! Congrats, you've distracted her from sobbing over not knowing where her parents are!]

[~~That wasn't very majestic, brat.~~]

I've been far away on journeys to ancient lands. Some of which aren't friendly to Man or Elf alike.

[Good, good. He much rather keep her distracted for now.]

I am a Ranger, you see. A descendent of the long forgotten Númenóreans; a Dúnadan.

[~~She'll like dwarves eventually.~~]

Aren't you still a Man though? So they wouldn't be friendly to you either.

[Excellent plan.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Video

( ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ )

( ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ )

( ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ )

( ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ )

( ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ )

( ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ )

( ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ )

( ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ )

( ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ )

( ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ )

( ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ )

( ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ )

( ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ )

( ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ )

( ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ )

( ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ )

( ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ )

( ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ )

( ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ )

( ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ )