Introducing the People of Paradisa

[silvertree]

Who: The Lord and Lady of Lothlórien & Everyone
What: While the two love birds have a romantic picnic within the courtyard, several nosy imps decide to crash their little party.
When: Midday
Where: The Gardens
Rating: PG-13 and much embarrassment on Celeborn's part.

[The gentle autumn breeze welcomed the two star-crossed lovers as they dined together upon several blankets spun from the finest wool. It was the perfect afternoon for a picnic, one comprised of clear sunny skies damped in bright cyan and fluffy white clouds that rolled past in an endless march to the distant horizon. Such a day was like most others here in paradise but what made this day so unique from others was two lovers who sat under the shadow of a sturdy maple tree. They dined and laughed in unison, the two of them greatly enjoying their time together in the form of flirtatious quips and innocent kisses. It was quite ridiculous how in love these two were but anyone with eyes could tell that they're definitely take their vows seriously.

Gently brushing his lips against Galadriel's hand, Celeborn was honestly not aware of the small crowd that gathered nearby. It seemed that many of Galadriel's friends have taken an interest in their timeless romance, many of which seemed more impish than curious. While he most certainly welcomes any and all of his wife's dear friends, Celeborn might be the first to remind them that this sacred time he shares with his beloved is his and his alone.

The Lord of Lothlórien can be a tad selfish like that.]

The glorious shine of the day fails in comparison to your beauty, my eternal queen.

[He whispers quietly with a faint smirk curling upon his lips. Celeborn could go on for days in admiration of Galadrial's celestial beauty but he rather not embarrass her so in public.]

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[inafadingcrown]

[She laughs- not the restrained, though friendly, laugh that most here have come to know, but something more unrehearsed and natural.]

There is no need for such flattery, my lord. You have my heart already.

[silvertree]

[It brings him great joy to be privy to such a laugh. His dearest wife has a tendency to smile but doesn't quite know the meaning of true joy at times. The harsh reality of their days in Middle-earth may have withered such happiness but the two make due with the time they spend together.

Celeborn will never grow tired of hearing such lovely chuckles escape Galadriel's lips. Several centuries have already passed and he has yet to grow tired of them. ]

Are you truly certain of that, my lady? There are many who yearn for a lock of your golden spun hair.

[ He's teasing of course. ]

[deductiongeek]

[Conan had been in a bad mood ever since the return from the expedition. Not wanting to take out his frustration and irritation on anyone nearby he had taken to kicking a soccerball around outside. His usual outlet for everything from frustration to needing to think through a problem.

He really hadn't expected anyone to be out here having a picnic of all things. Which explains why he misjudges a kick and sends his favorite soccerball bouncing right at the picnic in progress.]

[inafadingcrown]

[Oh, dear. That's...going to make a mess. Food goes flying (some of it may even land in that famous golden hair) and Galadriel even has to move swiftly to the side to avoid being hit. She picks up the ball and holds it out for Conan when he approaches, her expression more amused than truly irritated.]

I assume this is yours?

Interruption Numero Dos (Hopefully)

[wishmadeinfire]

<sub>[Well, Celeborn, while Ashura might just smile and move on, there are other creatures that are not so kind or respectful. In this case, it is one Flareon called Agni, out with Ashura since his playmate Sybil insists on sleeping for some odd reason. Lazy Espeon.

Anyways, he smells food. And good food too. Yay! So when Ashura is not looking, he's running up to your little picnic, tail wagging... and promptly steals the most scrumptious looking and turns to hurry back to Ashura. Look what he caught, daddy!

And yes, he totally caught it. Don't ruin his little moment.]</sub>

[inafadingcrown]

[And that is one little creature that Galadriel instantly recognizes. So her initially reaction is simply to call out to the little rascal's owner.]

Ashura, if your small friend wished to join us he need only have asked. [She's in a good mood, so the teasing is only going to worse, you know.]

[wilder]

[Zelos was not raised in a barn, so he knows not to approach and interrupt a couple that was clearly having romantic alone time. So when he spots them, he doesn't approach or tries to interrupt.]

[...Though he sure does pause to watch for a bit :x ]

[inafadingcrown]

[Oh, but that leaves him well within range to be noticed and Galadriel is all too happy to introduce everyone to her beloved. She nudges Celeborn and nods in Zelos' direction.]

Would you mind, my love? I would introduce you.

[heal_theworld]

[Guess who's tree you're sitting under? Martel didn't actually notice them, since she was too intent on her book. She eventually shuts her book and leans back against the tree, a few leaves breaking loose from the high limb she's sitting on, probably fluttering down to their picnic.

She pulls out her panpipes, and it they didn't notice the leaves, they'll hear a particularly upbeat tune soon enough.]

[inafadingcrown]

[And Martel will hear a familiar laugh from below her as Galadriel catches the first notes of the tune.]

It seems we have company, my lord.

[valuedstrength]

[Steve has no interest in interrupting a date between a man and his wife. Unfortunately this is a prime sketching area and this is his downtime. By the time he notices the loving scene he's walked in on it's already too late to turn back without being noticed. Of course that would never stop Steve from trying. He turns on his heel and tries to walk out casually as possible. Looking embarrassed all the while certainly doesn't help.]

Pardon me.

[inafadingcrown]

[Oh, Steve. She enjoys teasing you far too much to let this go. Instead, she's going to beckon him over.]

You need not look so embarrassed.

[persequor]

[ Nymeria is the first around, drawn by the smell of food. Never far away, Arya intrudes moments later. ]

Oh. Excuse me.

[inafadingcrown]

Arya. And...Nymeria, was it not? [Her hand finds its way to Celeborn's knee, a wordless reassurance at the sight of the giant wolf.]

[commandsthewind]

[Elizabeth hadn't planned to interrupt them, she'd just been out walking for the sake of not being trapped inside for a little while. But now she had seen Galadriel and what she assumed was the lady's husband, she couldn't not pay them both a visit. It would be rude.

... and she might partially be doing because of the likeness of their faces, and it be partially amusing. So she paused, greeting them as proper with a slight curtsey.]

Greetings, your graces.

[inafadingcrown]

My Lady.

[Oh, and Galadriel can guess exactly what Elizabeth is thinking. Largely because she is thinking the same thing.]

You have not met my husband, I believe. My Lord Celeborn, I would present to you Queen Elizabeth of England. [And you can bet she's watching his face carefully.]

[unnaturalpause]

[You know what's even more fun during picnics? Animals. And it's one very friendly Sandshrew that decides to invade this picnic, mostly because while he had escaped his owner and was enjoying being outdoors for the moment while James searched for him, he knew Galadriel. And knowing Galadriel obviously meant she needed to be harassed whenever he saw her, right?

Right.

So cue one yellow pangolin-esque animal running over to hug you Galadriel. Because you totally wanted to see Thad during your picnic, right?]

[inafadingcrown]

[Oh! Well, that is startling. But charming in its own way, she supposes. She gives a little chuckle and starts glancing around for James once she manages to part herself from the creature.]

Thad. I hope your master is not far behind.

[circleoflife]

[Mufasa's taking a stroll around the castle when he spots Galadriel and Celeborn. Curious, he pauses for a moment, and when he sees the two kiss, the smile on his muzzle widens a little.

It reminded him of him and his mate.]

[inafadingcrown]

[Observant as she is, it doesn't take Galadriel long to notice the lion. Thankfully, she recognizes him as a castle resident and again, she places a reassuring hand on Celeborns knee as she offers Mufasa a nod of greeting.]

A wizard is never late

[wizard_redfive]

[Yes, it’s a lovely day, isn’t it? Regrettably, the calm of the afternoon is suddenly disrupted by a bang, announcing the arrival of one young wizard only a yard or so away. The noise is not terribly loud… at least by human standards. But then again, not everyone is human.

Dairine brushes herself off and breathes in the crisp outdoors air to reorient herself after that little transit. Bothering the romantic couple was the last thing on her mind. In fact, she hasn't even noticed they're there yet. She's much more preoccupied with enjoying the nice weather after a long morning camped out in the library. Then her gaze falls on a picnic not far off and… oh.

Embarrassed, she'll attempts to quietly walk away. Maybe they won't notice her…]

She arrives precisely when she means to

[inafadingcrown]

[Unfortunately for Dairine, the couple involved is most decidedly not human and that bang does sound rather loud to their ears- loud enough to attract attention, at least.]

Dairine. [You are being beckoned over, young wizard.]

[draca]

[ So you've met a lion, Galadriel's face twin, and a girl with a direwolf. You know what time it is then?

The shadow that crosses your eyes certainly is not a bird, it is too large to be a bird. Nor it is a small dog that has grown wings. It is, in fact, a dragon of that size. But not the same that Galadriel originally met. This one is colored black-and-red, slightly larger than his green-and-bronze brother.

Following the dragon is a girl of silver-gold hair and violet eyes, dressed in the garb of her people; a painted leather shirt, sand silk pants, and a choppy over skirt. For the moment she does not see them, not truly and does not think to call back her child as he flies about. ]

[inafadingcrown]

[The shadow is familiar, even if it is smaller, and it's enough to wipe the smile off her face, appearing as unexpectedly as it does. Her grip on Celeborn's arm tightens ever-so slightly.

Logically, she knows that this is Paradisa, not Middle-Earth, and that the sight of a dragon need not alarm her so, but it still takes the logical part of her brain time to catch up with her instincts. Words will take longer still. Give her a few moments and she'll say something about the girl- call out to her, perhaps. But right now her tongue fails her.]

Pfft I had too

[kingsgambit]

[Trees have enough bulk to hide others from immediate sight, which would explain why Merlin had missed the arrival of the two elves. With his own food in hand (an apple).

And he's been making faces this entire time while they're talking too yup. Not that they can see it of course, but the thought is there.]

Eternity is a rather lengthy time to allow yourself to reign over a place, is it not?

[He can't help but commenting on it okay? Besides, he's bored.]

Oh, you.

[inafadingcrown]

[Wow, Merlin. Rude. You have earned yourself a rather unimpressed look from the Lady.]

For a mortal, certainly.

[heloise]

[ Lucrezia is not impish!! It is also not impish to be coming close enough to pace a circle around this very picture of marital bliss, biting back a grin. ]

[inafadingcrown]

[That is the very definition of impish! Galadriel looks up, trying to hide a grin of her own.]

Do we amuse you, Lucrezia?

Sorry so late. :D

[ninjainviolet]

[What picnic would be complete without visitors from the non-humanoid category? The couple enjoying theirs can now consider theirs complete as three fairy-like beings come flying along ahead of a certain young summoner and circle the pair as they dine.

In the distance, a voice can be heard as it calls for the Summon of Wind, and although it has a somewhat grumbling quality about it, Galadriel may recognize it.]

:)

[inafadingcrown]

[Ordinarily, she might have recognized it, but right now her attention is rather focused on the fairies. She's flat out staring, rather fascinated.]