I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold; (Open)

[inafadingcrown]

Who: Galadriel and you
What: Wandering through the forest because oh, thank God, spring!
When: 4/7, anytime during the day
Where: the...forest
Rating: Can't see this going higher than PG
Notes: Brackets and prose are both fine; I'll switch to match.

It had been too long. Too long since she’d wandered through the woods, too long since she’d felt the grass beneath her bare feet.

Galadriel closed her eyes, letting the warm breeze blow back her hair, breathing in the first scents of spring. She placed a hand on each tree as she passed it, an almost affectionate gesture, making her way deeper into the forest.

At last, when the woods had begun to darken, the small amount of light filtering in through the canopy leaving them in a perpetual twilight, she stopped to rest and take in the stillness, unwilling to venture further- at least today.

Comments

[jthm]

[You'll have to forgive this boy. He couldn't stop himself from staring. Not because she was so pretty (though she's not really his type) but because SHE'S FUCKING GLOWING.

How is that normal? People don't just glow like that? He should know, he tried stuffing fireflies into a dead carcass and it still didn't glow.

So he'll just stand in the background and stare at her a little.

Totally normal behavior.]

[inafadingcrown]

And yet it seems you do so often. This is not the first I have encountered you in this manner.

[heal_theworld]

Well, yes. I'm no stranger to strange looks.

[inafadingcrown]

[Fear is surprisingly lacking. She's cautious, but cautious as one would be with any wild predator. And more than that, she's watching him with curiosity and interest. She makes no move toward him, though.]

[inafadingcrown]

I believe I have received more such looks here than elsewhere. [Mostly because people at home know who and what she is.]

[inafadingcrown]

[Galadriel looks up and her smile falters for a moment. She recognized the girl, just as she was recognized. And she remembers when they first met.

But she recovers soon enough and the smile returns to her face.]

As well I should. As I recall, when last we spoke, were in the midst of events that took place thousand of years in the past.

[lightbranded]

[He tilts his head in a similar way.]

I think that I can understand that. There is music, sometimes. And the voices of the stars.

[the_effect_she_has]

[Katniss dropped her bundle of branches down on the ground, and climbed down with a few easy jumps. She brushed her hands of dirt and refuse, before nodding at the gracious lady.]

I figured as much. People in my day ... we fight with guns, not swords, if we can help it.

[wolfchild]

She does not like Galadriel's answer. Arya glares sullenly.

[heal_theworld]

I get comments about my hair and my last name more than my tree climbing abilities.

[willrememberthat]

"Galadriel," she repeated the name, enjoying how it sounded. It didn't sound as pretty as when Galadriel herself said it, but Clem was pretty sure she knew why. There was something very different--and special--about this lady.

"You're... not a human, right? You're something else."

[inafadingcrown]

Your last name? [Yep. No idea why it's more unusual than anyone else's last name.]

[inafadingcrown]

"Come now, is it truly so troubling? You are perfectly capable of fending for yourself, but I could not have known that from the first. And there are many your age who are not."

[inafadingcrown]

We fight with swords still; I had neither seen nor heard of a gun before my arrival here.

[She still doesn't like them. Too distant from the act of killing- it makes it too simple. And, of course, they are far too loud for her elven ears.]

[inafadingcrown]

She nods again. "You are right. I am of the Eldar- an elf, in the common tongue." And now to wait for the reaction. It was always a gamble; you never could guess what tales were told in other worlds.

[inafadingcrown]

Do you hear it in the water also?

[willrememberthat]

The reaction is pure excitement.

"Like Legolas!" She's quick to connect. She'd met the elf in the winter, but she'd heard more from Frodo since. These were definitely not Santa's elves. "Do you know Frodo, too?"

She was always eager to talk about him.

[inafadingcrown]

One of the better reactions she's received, certainly.

"I know them both and I am pleased to hear that that is something we share."

[willrememberthat]

"Me, too. Frodo's really nice." He's much higher in her books than Legolas, because Legolas threw a snowball at her that one time.

Nah, she doesn't hold a grudge for that, but Frodo's one of her special people.

[wolfchild]

"I didn't ask for it," she snaps. "I don't need anyone getting interested in what I do or where I am. You're not my family. I'm not your ward. It's creepy."

[inafadingcrown]

"Is it?"

Well. That may have been the first time anyone has ever said that to her face, but it's certainly not the first the sentiment has been expressed. She leans back against the tree and grows quiet for a moment.

"Then you have my apologies."

[inafadingcrown]

Believe it or not, Legolas threw a snowball at her too, that cheeky young elf.

"He is a fine fellow. I only regret that I do not know him better."

[willrememberthat]

"How do you know him?"

thINGS

[not_mafia]

[She's laughing, but it doesn't seem like a mean laugh, at least, so he rubs the back of his neck and admits it sheepishly, still looking at the ground.]

Okay, maybe I am a little lost. I barely ever go into the forest...

[the_effect_she_has]

I didn't hold a gun until I joined the war.

[Her gaze was a little distant, and sad, as she tied up her sticks.] I'll be honest, I prefer my bow and arrows still.