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[disfavour]

[ This isn't going to be sweet but it will be short, courtesy of your resident Prince Not-So Charming. ]

There are now three flets, which pass as treehouses, in the gardens. These are homes and if anyone is seen nearing them to gain access, they will be shot on sight. I assure you, an arrow is far more difficult to extract than a bullet. [ #EXPERIENCE, urgh. ] Additionally, you will find the Elven quotient aboard the ship is now officially in charge of garden-based security.

That means we need not apologise if your actions force us to maim you.

[ Can you hear someone sharpening a knife? Humming? Sounds a lot like Legolas in the background, right? Someone pissed off the Space Elves. ]

Thranduil is indisposed and has appointed myself in his stead. If you have any concerns which fail to be entirely moronic in nature, you may bring them to me.

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[disfavour]

[ Look how bewildered he is, Elrond, this is genuine consternation. ]

I've no idea why the humans think we shan't allow them to continue to access the gardens at large. [ His vernacular is never, ever going to be as diplomatic as Nuala's, for this is evidently just the way Nuada is. Case in point. ] I said nothing of the sort.

[summerlord]

I heard your words, Nuada, and I am honored by them. However, those who do not know us have only heard threats.

[disfavour]

I've no concern for what they think or hear or feel, only what they do.

[summerlord]

And that is well, Nuada, but my concern is that you might have pushed them to action they otherwise may not have considered.

[disfavour]

Then those who misunderstand are labouring under the impression they are important enough to be shot without just cause.

[summerlord]

'Tis a heavy burden. Most, I'm sure, are a little more worried about friends with inflated egos. You speak to protect and so do they.

[disfavour]

May I speak with you in private, Lord Elrond? I would have your counsel.

[summerlord]

You always have my ear, Nuada. Speak where and when you will.

[ private ]

[disfavour]

This will suffice.

I intend to serve Thranduil until he is fully recovered. After that, I will dissolve my claim to his protection. [ A pause. ] I trust you will not think ill of me, should I do this, or imagine it reflects on him poorly.

I am not suited to be bound by the terms of those on this ship and while I can better protect the Elves aboard on my own, I would be grateful if you would inform me as to his health, now and then. He will not speak a word of it with anyone, and he is entitled to his pride so I do not further my concerns before him ... but you have the eye of a healer. I would be in remiss and a sorry friend if I did not at least ask this of you.

[ private ]

[summerlord]

[Elrond chooses not to comment on some of that -- for now, at least. Nuada has his reasons, of course, to change the nature of his relationship with Thranduil. Nuada is not Elrond's vassal, nor is Thranduil; that is between them.]

I will keep you informed.

[ private ]

[disfavour]

You have my thanks — and my friendship also, Lord Elrond.

[ Bad at getting that across at times, it bears saying. ]

[ private ]

[summerlord]

And mine in return.