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.

[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.]

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>

[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. ]

[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, 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?

[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.]

[silvertree]

[ Had Celeborn been more focused on his surroundings and less focused upon his beautiful queen, then maybe he would've caught that errant ball before it landed in their food. A mighty frown settled on Celeborn's lips, completely erasing all signs of the smile he once held for Galadriel's sight only.

He eyed the rambunctious youth that came near with a blank stare, already noticing how fondly Galadriel spoke to the boy. ]

Is it wise for one to presume he is an acquaintance of yours?

[ The Elvenlord asked with a hint of curiosity in his tone as he fixes the mess made. ]

[deductiongeek]

Sorry about that?

[Conan takes the ball back contritely. He might even mean it this time.]

I didn't mean to mess up your picnic.

[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.]

[silvertree]

[ He was just about to offer his dearest some fruit when the little furry rascal came near. Celeborn didn't have the heart to shoo the creature off but he wasn't quite fond of its antics. The Elvenlord let out a slight sigh as the fiery pooch snatch a some of their food. ]

The wildlife here is certainly bold.

[ Celeborn mutters before noticing the man who stood nearby. ]

[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.

[wishmadeinfire]

<sub>[Ashura sighed, looking politely embarrassed as Agni ran up with his stolen treat. He bent down and picked him up in his arms, the little creature bright against the soft greens and golds Ashura wore that day. His hair was wound to the side in an elegant series of braises and green ribbon, his ears dusted with gold and emeralds. He would have given any of the elves a run for the money.

He nodded his head to them both, his mouth quirking as he realized who the male must be.]</sub>

We are still working on that bit. My apologies Galadriel and Celeborn, I presume?

[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.

[silvertree]

[ Celeborn was just about to lean in for another kiss when his wife noticed the rogue nearby. An inaudible sigh passed through his lips as he turned to greet the other with a polite smile. ]

I mind not, a'maelamin.

[inafadingcrown]

Perhaps there are. It matters little me. [She leans over and runs her fingers through his hair, smiling playfully.] And what of your silver locks, my love? Have I any cause for envy?

[silvertree]

[ A small smile graces his lips once Celeborn feels her fingers slide through his hair. ]

Of course not, my eternal one. Why would the illustrious Sun ever grow envious of the dull glow of the Moon?

[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.

[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.

[silvertree]

[ The lovely melody that played from the heavens above certainly sparked much intrigue in Celeborn, especially since he hadn't expected to look up and find a young maiden sitting above their heads. Blinking his eyes a few times in subtle disbelief, Celeborn casts his gaze to Galadriel once more. ]

That it seems and I welcome her to join us if she wishes it.

[inafadingcrown]

The moon has a beauty of its own. One need be blind not to see it.

[persequor]

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

Oh. Excuse me.

[wilder]

[He hears that, and cants his head a little. And he'll return a smile as they approach]

Good afternoon, my lady Galadriel. And this is...? [he knows already, but he'll let her introduce!]

[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.]

[silvertree]

[ Now this gentleman won a slight chuckle from the silent Celeborn. If anyone should be embarrassed here, it should be the two lovers rather than the young artist who stumbled upon their picnic. Feeling some sympathy towards the handsome fellow, Celeborn simply sighs as Galadriel speaks. ]

He shouldn't wear such shame at all in truth.