MEMORY: [seelie and unseelie]

[silvergift]

[The locket is broadcasting.

A modest group traveling through a pass, snow covered and somewhat treacherous but none seem concerned. All but one of the group is armed, that person being herself, and each have supplies on their horses. The talk among them is light and cheerful, she can feel herself smiling, laughing even. It seems like a peaceful ride.

And then arrows fall on them and the horses rear back. She’s thrown from her horse and lands hard, silver hair blending with the snow. One member of her escort falls just head, blood already staining the snow while his horse bolts. Another manages to hold onto their horse but it bolts as well. And then suddenly there are orcs, rough swords drawn and one member of her escort dismounts and yanks her unceremoniously behind him before the others follow.

There are too many though and they’re yelling for her to run, strong elven steel singing against curved orc blades.]

My lady, run! Run!

[She has no skill in warfare, she has a Healers hand. She can feel her heart beating hard and fast against her chest, making it hard to breathe. But with battle around her and blood spilling everywhere, nowhere safe for her to even try to help, there’s little she can actually do.

And so she does as she’s told and runs. She’s light on her feet, boots barely seeming to touch to snow as she moves. Behind her the sound of battle can still be heard, the sound of elves and orcs dying but she keeps running until she feels an arrow slam into her back on her side. She falls, gasping, and suddenly realizes there’s nothing but silence around her.

There’s hardly any time for her to try to get up before there’s the sound of movement behind her, too loud to be elves, her escort. And then there are hands on her, rough and ungentle. She does all she can think to do and struggles, cursing at them in Sindarin as they drag her, drag her past the bodies of her escort and the orcs they had felled, the mountain stained red and black with their blood.

Everyone is dead and a look of dread passes her features: what hope does she have?

Her struggles intensify and then something hard comes down on the back of her head and everything goes dark.]

(ooc: Celebrían won't answer for a little while after. Likely after curling up against her mother)

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Action because I can

[inafadingcrown]

[When Galadriel sees this memory, it's a few minutes before she can do anything more than sit quietly and fight the rising urge to be sick. But as soon as she has regained some semblance of composure, she seeks out Celebrian.

Wherever she is, whatever she's doing, Galadriel will just sit down beside her and pull her into an embrace.]

Action whee~

[silvergift]

[She's curled up quietly when Galadriel finds her, pretending what was just broadcasted hadn't been. And she lets her mother pull her close, clinging to her a moment after. No matter how many years have passed, the thought of what happened still leaves her shaking.]

[inafadingcrown]

[Oh, Galadriel has no intention of letting her go. She positions herself so that Celebrian can easily curl up around her, if she wishes to, and gently rubs her back.] You are safe, pinig.

[silvergift]

[She feels like a child again but she doesn't care, she needs her mother close to her right now as she fights to steady her breathing. A logical part of her knows that she's safe but she's beyond that right now and she chokes back a fearful sob, hold turning a little tighter.]

[inafadingcrown]

[It's not childish and Galadriel would tell her as much if she voiced those thoughts. For now, she's just going to hold her close.] I am here. I will be here as long as you need me, my love.

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[bythewaves]

[ A single sharp intake of breath ]

Oh Celebrian.

[ He understands now - the scars that run so deep, the fear that goes beyond the natural rage, the way she reacted in La Llorna when the orcs appeared. He does not say anything more, for what is there that he can say? But he will be here if she wants him ]

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[silvergift]

[She answers a little while later, after she's sat with her mother awhile and calmed down. There's still a flicker of fear in her eyes though.]

I am sorry, uncle. [That she didn't explain. Maybe she should now but she's not sure she has the strength.]

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[bythewaves]

There is no need to be, little niece. [ He shakes his head ] I do not need to know [ Because he can guess, oh yes ] - I am only grateful that you are well again, now.

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[silvergift]

It took time but, yes, I recovered. [Mostly.] Grandmother and grandfather kept good care of me.

[She smiles, appreciative, at him saying he doesn't need to know.]

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[bythewaves]

I am glad that you did, little niece. Uncle Arafinwe was always the best and brightest, and Aunt Earwen was always so understanding - I am happy that he was there for you.

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[bird_brain]

[He doesn't mean to pry, but Aubri has found himself very curious -- and, in this case, quite sympathetic.]

I am sorry.

[For it happening. For intruding.]

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[silvergift]

[It's a little while before she replies and she's curled up comfortably when she does, looking tired. The reminder of what happened is exhausting.]

It is alright.

[video]

[bird_brain]

I've intruded.

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[silvergift]

That is not your fault. I am only sorry this was what was shown.

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[bird_brain]

Have you some company, my lady? It seems as if you should seek out a friend, perhaps.

[Aubri: never subtle.]

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[kilimanjaro]

[Kili is very pale, eyes wide in his face. It takes him a while before he can speak.]

My Lady? A-are you alright?

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[silvergift]

Kili.

[Her voice is quiet. It's a hard memory to even think about, one she's put at the back of her mind for many years. The occasions that it does come to mind being rare and never so painfully.]

I am now. [And she will be again.]

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[kilimanjaro]

[He's quiet for a moment.]

Is there something I can do?

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[silvergift]

[A faint smile before she shakes her head.]

No, the memory is an old one and it not longer hurts as it once did. But thank you.

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[kilimanjaro]

I suppose I'm glad to hear that.

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[walkingarsenal]

[Orcs-- But surely this isn't happening now.

Taking no chances, Fíli hastens to ask the locket to show him the elf.]

Lady Celebrían! Are you all right? Can you hear me?

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[silvergift]

Fili-

[The sudden rush of his concern surprises her and when she answers she looks tired but otherwise fine, sitting in her room at the Station.]

I am alright, do not worry.

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[walkingarsenal]

[Nothing of that scene in sight on her end, he lets go of a relieved breath, but he probably ought to explain the sudden shouting coming from her locket.]

I saw--... [He trails off, unsure whether she saw the same thing herself.]

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[silvergift]

[She bites her lip and shakes her head. And then sighs.]

You saw the attack. [He wouldn't have been so worried otherwise.]

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[walkingarsenal]

[That answers it, and he nods, a slight, hesitant movement.]

Then it happened...?