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Morning.

[ It's about the gruffest 'good morning' anyone may get around here. John's standing in the bailey, near Thranduil's tent. He's still wearing his black uniform, but instead of his assault rifle, there's a warhammer strapped to his back. When in Rome, right?

Also, his assault rifle modifications are just a little too high-tech to work. ]

My name is Staff Sergeant John Grimm of the United States Marine Corps. That might not mean anything to you, depending on where you're from, but it means I'm a soldier. A lot of you have gone out to help fight the worms, and that's good -- we need that. But we need people here to protect the injured and the civilians, too.

I'm recruiting people who can fight to work alongside the existing guards and help defend Caer Glaem in the event that one or more of those worms shows up. [ Or something else, if their luck decides to plummet. ] If you aren't armed, we'll get you something to use out of the armory.

This isn't a permanent position; I'm sure as hell not in charge around here. But it's an important one.

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It's a point of pride.

[ "People like us." He may not be a-- witch or warlock or wizard, whatever, but she's still right. ]

You know, they didn't actually do that much in America. Hung them, sure, or crushed them under rocks, but a lot less burning.

Is that supposed to cheer me up or something?

I'm just saying.

[ None of them are particularly pleasant ways to go. ]

Honestly? Not sure being burned at the stake or something similar wouldn't be waiting for me back home, if I hadn't followed the damn things.

Getting more and more cheerful here.

[ Pause. ]

Not much choice between here and home, then. I feel the same, a bit. Home's home but... Yeah, reckon it's no less difficult when you think about it. Sorry. For what it's worth.

My last name is Grimm.

[ A shrug. ]

It was worth it.

I hope I can be as sure about my world someday.

If you know what you did was right, it doesn't matter what other people tell you.

Never mattered to me, what other people say. Talk's just talk.

What's the issue, then?

We're in the middle of everything right now. We'll see how it turns out.

Good luck. [ he means that ]

[ She laughs in a breathless exhale. ]

Yeah. Bloody hell, yeah. Thanks. I think we'll be alright, we're a resilient lot.

Good. [ Gruff, almost awkward; John's not exactly great at talking about feelings. ]

You back yet?

[ Hence the subject change. ]

Just about. If I had my broom, it would've been faster.

Still not sure what I'm doing, but that's why I've got you, right?

A broom. Really?

[ But he smiles a little. Kids. ]

Right.

I'm the best damn flier you'll ever see, John. I promise you that.

[ SHE CAN DREAM HE'D SEE HER. ~~And when she gets her broom as a boon, well then.~~ ]

Would definitely help in getting a vantage point on Caer Glaem. Where d'you reckon we have to build up defenses? Anywhere could be vulnerable.

To be fair, I haven't seen a lot of people fly on brooms.

[ So, you know. Prove it. c: ]

Thranduil has some sort of magic barrier up, but it doesn't reach the battlements and doesn't go to the underground lake.

Maybe someday you will.

[ Pause. ]

Thranduil. He's a king, right? He's got magic, too?

He's a king, yeah. And an elf.

[ Which in his mind completely explains the magic thing. ]

I've never spoken to him. But you're working together on this thing? I could scout down by the lake if his enchantments didn't work there.

Sure. Not a bad spot to start.

You can switch it up.

I'll pop down there and give it a look, then. See if I can't manage a few protective spells myself. Maybe not as strong as Thranduil's, but I'm not a bad hand at them.

We could use help keeping the damn wood dry for the fires dry, too, if you don't run out of steam.

[ pun unintended ]

[ Totally caught it but not going to point it out, since. Impending worms. ]

I can do that, too. [ JOKES: ] You've got one more wish.

[ He snorts. ]

Maybe I'll hold onto that one.

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