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video; chapter I: an unexpected greeting

Bilbo Baggins, at your service!

[ That squeak surely must have scratched at your ear, friend! Maybe you've heard it once or twice before ( it's a habit ). Well, it turns out to be sourced to one particular hobbit, the very same Bilbo Baggins peering through the screen. Peering into forever? No, he is looking for his audience, but his words carry on and float. They spin and meet into one smoky ring, puffed through a pipe tangled in his fingers. There is a visible calm patting into the wrinkles of his face, perhaps from earlier stress.

Still, the chirp in his voice smooths out his expression into something friendly. In fact, he is sharing a cheeky smile to his no-face audience, hoping for the same kindness. ]

I am in need of help finding my company. [ He clears his throat, stuck between a tone that is business-like and relaxed. He shouldn't be too relaxed, of course not! ] Dwarves, thirteen in count, but I will gladly send my thanks and offerings to any that may be found. There are two others accounted for, but calling anyone else familiar would most definitely put my concerns and my inner trembling to rest.

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Yes, the broadcast carries on without any movement, but a few hints of sound. Perhaps someday he will have a proper understanding of the 'on' and 'off' options. Perhaps. ]

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Er-- I think you've left on the recording, sir. I don't know any dwarves, I'm afraid, but it's hard to account for everyone when you've first come off a Jump.

My name is Remus Lupin. Do you have any questions you'd like answered?

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Wha—

[ Oh. He's back on screen now. ]

Apologies. Err, it's a pleasure! [ Now isn't the time to get all fumbly, but that was a little embarrassing. The hobbit tries for his best smiles, nodding. ] Yes, actually, but... but I suppose this is a ship, isn't it?

I am afraid I have not seen your companions, monsieur. If some are present already, though, there is hope that yet more may come.

[ Oh! Oh! The good man who offered his coat! ]

True, but I'm a bit troubled whether I would want them here or not.

I would say much the same thing, but after being here nearly a month, now, I think I would be quite glad for someone from home other than Pontmercy.

My my, there are a lot of your kind here, aren't there? I'm afraid I've met two - Fili and Kili? I assume they're friends of yours, yes? Is one of them called Sigrun, as well?

Now if only my dwarf would show up. [She sounds vaguely disappointed.]

Yes, yes they are.

[ Not even a moment of hesitation there, no time for being shy about it. ]

But Sigrun, I... don't believe so? [ He squints at the familiarity of it. Might be a name and face he just met, actually! ]

Oh, your dwarf?

Oh yes, you seem to have found some of your dwarves, I just don't understand why I can't find mine. A very invaluable dwarf, too, with a very invaluable crossbow.

[Dramatic sigh.] Not that I don't appreciate Sigrun, mind you. Bit of a death wish, but a fine drinking companion, anyway. She's quite the fire brand.

[Still hasn't figured out anything but video.]

Well, don't think we'd actually wish for the others to be here...yes?

[Except perhaps Thorin.]

[ We will get the gist of it, one day. ]

Of course! [ A startled look, no, no, no! Not like that, Fili! ]

It would be nice hearing from them. 'We are perfectly fine, Mr. Baggins.'

Or Mister Boggins.

[A little joke there. Trying to keep things light. But--]

I think things turn out all right for most of them, in the end.

[At least, he hopes.]

[ He can't help his small moment of pause with the joke, but it does nicely for a smile. ]

Well, that's all good to hear. Best keep our spirits up.

Besides, can't do much worrying from here.

[He knew Bilbo Baggins was here. Frodo let him know that much. But he's slightly worried about this new development. Bilbo is a very fine fellow, of course, and Thranduil considers him a personal friend in that way that isn't too personal.

But...exactly what point in his adventures does Bilbo come from? Has he met Thranduil already? Does he know he is friendly? Most importantly of all, does he have the Ring?

Because two of them would just be wrong. And he has to find out.]

Only two, Friend Baggins, unfortunately for your inner trembling.

[Hopefully that won't scare him too much?]

[ Either way, Bilbo Baggins is going to be startled by the Elvenking, out in the blue, without a chance to curl into hiding!

Thranduil's question basically answers itself. There's a sudden stiffness to the hobbit, clearing his throat as he carefully chooses his next words: ]

I see.

[ 'I see? That's quite silly.' Not too much to go off that. ] So... you know of me, then? [
His expression soothes, the term 'Friend' settling in his funny head. Friend? That is especially kind. ]

[Awww, he's cute when he's needlessly scared! He can't resist. He can't. He has to indulge in just a tiny bit of trolling. He is an elf, after all.]

How could I forget a guest of my halls?

[The look he gives Bilbo is amicable with a razor-sharp edge. Maybe Bilbo will come from a time when he remembers that particular stint of his journey. If not, it'll just seem eerily foreboding.]

[ Imagine the surprise from the poor Bilbo Baggins. He would later find this again and again, as his cautious steps would mean very little for the Magnificence of Smaug, sniffing out the burglar who means to trick. What are they to someone as the Elvenking?

Although the case isn't the same for the king, he suspects even the ring would be not enough to go away without some tracings. Not with 'this' on, definitely not! Perhaps he can return with apologies, food and all that he has taken without asking. He is just one humble Hobbit, that does not go without some form of return later ( which turns out to be a 'gift,' much, much later in our tale ).

But the Hobbit is startled, not to lie through teeth, but deal with the facts as they are said and done. ]

[ A hesitant pause. ]

And without a peep, I have hoped!

[Ah, so he does remember. And he's keeping a cool head, no less. It's the achievement of proceeding as if he is unfazed that makes a twinkle appear in the Elvenking's eye, although his face and tone remain grave.]

Not a peep, o burglar. I would not have known it, had you not told me yourself. 'Tis a rare talent indeed which can pass into my halls unseen and remain for days.

[The twinkle is hardening.]

Do you believe you still possess such a talent here?

Simply the feet of a hobbit.

[ He cannot help but feel for his pocket. It's finally there, after all his first troubles. Safely there.

Just another of his pocketings. ]

But I believe I do, yes.

Possess the feet, or the finger?

I'm sorry?

[ And the hobbit—ahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, just no, what are you even saying? ]

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I believe you will understand my meaning if you but think a moment.

Do you know Frodo?

Edited (FUCK SPELLING) 2013-02-17 05:36 (UTC)

Yes, I do.

[ Ahem. ]

He is my [ AHEM. ] nephew.

He is very nice.

I've never seen a dwarf before, I'm afraid.

[ Small smile. ]

Charles.

Well, they are quite...

[ Don't want to be offensive. ]

Dwarvish. And it is a pleasure, Charles.

I'd imagine a dwarf would be.

[ Heh heh. he chuckles. ]

Only thing they can be.

Yes, yes, I...

[ Hm. Let's see. ]

Taller than me, that's for sure. [ A pause. ] They have a brightness to their eyes, very determined folk. Long... beards...

They sound quite friendly.

A shame I've not met some here, I'll keep my eyes and ears open, though. You'll be the first to know.

Thank you, kind sir.

[ Something of a relief in his voice. The kindness of others is always good to hear! ]

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No need to thank me. My name's Charles.

Oh, oh, I've met one! Fili was his name. Is he one of your friends?

[ Hello there, Sigrun! The hobbit appears chipper to your appearance! ]

Yes, he is, one of two.

So that leaves eleven unaccounted for? I could help you look for them.

[ the commander shouldn't mind! he does this kind of thing for people all the time. ]

And correct again.

[ A small, so small of a beating on his attitude. He tries not to dwell in the thought. ]

Although this seems to be the sort of place not meant for searches. [ A beat. ] The sort of places that loses a person easily, I'm hearing.

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