eachdraidh

[Fíli seldom uses the lockets to make announcements for all shardbearers to hear, still reluctant to rely on them without restraint, but there is something that needs mentioning even amidst the mounting tensions. He comes into view, beard closely cropped, and begins with a nod in greeting.]

Cothromach has housed us for some months, but my companions and I will be taking our leave of the city. Our lockets remain open to any who seek us -- that is, my brother Kíli, our cousin Gimli, and Mister Baggins.

[In the background, Kíli gestures wildly, making muffled sounds until his brother turns to look his way. Then his fingers move in a series of quick, precise motions, and Fíli faces the locket again with a small smile resting on his lips.]

Our cousin has friends and acquaintances all over, if we're not mistaken... Should you have a moment, Kíli and I would be grateful for any help in reminding Gimli that today happens to be his birthday.

[From Fili’s opposite side comes Bilbo’s voice, quietly surprised.] His birthday! My goodness that is a cause for celebration - a party may be too much, but I wonder if he would like a birthday cake?

-- And no Kili I do not need your help with the baking! Eru knows you’d only devour half the batter before I could even finish...

winterwork

[There's a boy with white hair, quite obviously rather young however, staring with eyes blue and wide, a curiosity coursing through him as he peeks through closely. There's a moment where he seems quite anxious, as if he's unable to speak, but as he pulls back, it passes fast, a notable smile blooming suddenly on his face. The video shakes from his apparent bouncing, peering into the locket with nervous excitement.]

Hello! The name's Jack Frost, and if you can hear me, if you can see me—I really hope you can see me—please say something, anything, really.

[Fifteen years and he's only ever spoken to another spirit or two. Oh, how he longs for conversation! To be able to hear responses to questions, laughter towards his jokes, anything to let him know that he's heard, that he's seen.

He lifts a hand, hesitating for a beat before a small wave of frost lifts from his finger tips and he blows it forward. A hearty laugh soon follows, quite pleased with the act.]

I don't know much about what's going on out there, but I've got a huge stash of ammo for the best snowball fight you'll experience in ages. Heck, we can even go ice skating or sledding! We'll slide down hills or even mountains of snow. Anything goes.

[His smile grows ever wider with talk of his plans, a slight excited laugh escaping him as he continues to gaze with delight.] Look, wherever you are, it doesn't matter—I can get you one of the best snow days of your life. You'll have a blast. I promise.

arms

[ Minho has been spending most of his time in the Drabwurld just sort of... observing and exploring. Because he's been working to make a better map for the arrivals to use, and has been trying to figure out what would be the best way to go about sharing it. Would something over this weird network work? Who knows.

But he's gotten a little distracted by the whole feathers thing, and has been having a time of figuring them out. He appears on the feed for both courts with one of the little feathers pinched between thumb and forefinger, turning it back and forth. ]

So, before I came here, there wasn't any such thing as magic. It was all science, no... powers, or whatever. [ Thomas and Teresa's telepathy aside, considering that was science, too. ] Gotta say, this's pretty interesting.

[ Except then there's a distressed bleating - behhh! - and Minho snorts abruptly, sticking the feather behind his ear and reaching down out of the amulet's view to pick up... well, what looks like a small deer. ] Except for the part where a certain someone hasn't figured out how to turn back into a person, but y'know. Jeez, greenie...

[ But he turns his attention back to the world at large, nestling the fawn in his muscled arms. ] Anyways. The feathers are literally, like, everywhere. But has anyone figured out what all they do, or found anything else while picking 'em up? Like new places or some klunk.

aliased

[ it's clear that, when the video starts, arya's locket is not around her neck. it's around something else... or rather, someone else. that someone is nymeria. and nymeria is hovering around arya as she sits on a crate, a canvas bag at her side and... chocolate all over her mouth, a smudge on her cheek, and on her fingers as she stuffs her face with another piece.]

No-- [ her mouth is full so her words sound like it.] Ru can't haff any. Mits not good for animarls. [ she stuffs another chocolate into her mouth from the canvas bag and chew for a few moments before she stops. she makes a face then groans, her arms wrapping around her torso. she makes another face, you know, the kind you make when you feel sick because that's how she feels. sick. she pushes the bag away, moving to lay down, her voice a bit whiny.]

Nymeria... chocolate might be poison for humans too.

kilimanjaro

Get it off, get it off!

[Somewhere in the background, Kili is howling and yelping in pain. There’s a flash of movement as a large black wolf darts in a zig zag pattern. A wolf that is currently aflame.]

Oh no, no- Kili- Kili! Stop, just-

[Bilbo is currently holding out his coat as he tries to use it to pat the flames out on Kili’s fur before he really roasts himself. He’s doing his best not to panic but it becomes a challenge when he can’t get anywhere close enough to the large animal to help.] Try rolling in the dirt! Running around won’t make it any better-!

[Immediately the wolf drops to the ground, squirming about into the dirt and still yowling. The flames aren’t quite so bad as he’s making them out to be, of course, but fur is flammable and he’s less than happy.]

If you hadn’t set me on fire we wouldn’t be having this problem! Some friend you are!

[Suddenly a blanket comes flying past and towards Kili. There's a dwarf attached to it – Fili – here to rush to his brother's aid. This he attempts by throwing himself on top of the writhing wolf, hoping to smother the flames. Kili yelps in surprise.]

[What had started as just a simple message for the network from Bilbo has now turned into a less than gigantic disaster. The poor Hobbit can only sigh weakly, dragging a hand over his face as he closes the locket after forgetting to do so earlier in the chaos.]

Fili, be care- [Click]

((ooc: blue is Kili, green is Bilbo. Tags can come from the dwarf brothers and/or Bilbo as well))

somethingprecious

[At first there is silence aside from the soft clink of something metallic tapping against a wooden desk. After a long moment the tapping stops and is replaced with a quiet sigh.]

It is difficult having someone's best interests at heart, fearing they may not see it that way. Maybe I am wrong... meddling in affairs that don't concern me, but I still feel responsible. [He pauses, hesitating.]

Speaking out loud perhaps I only want to feel justified. That seems a bit selfish, doesn't it? [A laugh followed by another pause.]

... I think I would like to start writing a book. So much has happened here that having it all down in one place would be a nice idea, although I doubt I'm the first to think of it.

Would anyone like to tell me of their world- their home? In return I can tell you about mine or as much of it as I can at least.

( locked to fili )

somethingprecious

[The memory starts off at night, large and colorful firecrackers lighting up the sky. The sounds of people laughing and being merry can be heard all around in what is obviously a large celebration of some kind. There is food and drink in everyone's hands and if there is one thing off about this very happy memory is that almost everyone seen have large, furry bare feet and in comparison to the one person there who is wearing shoes they are also very, very short.

The one person who sticks out among all the Hobbits here is a very tall and elderly-looking man dressed completely in gray with an equally gray pointy hat and beard. He seems preoccupied with some of the fireworks when suddenly a very small child runs up from behind with a wooden sword and begins to promptly smack his backside with it, giggling madly like children do.

Of course the tall man, in good humor, turns around to playfully fight back with the small child, laughing all the while with the boy until a woman's voice calls out in surprise.]

Bilbo! Bilbo! [A young woman with dark, bouncy curls in a dark red dress comes running up to the tall man, Gandalf and young Bilbo, gently pulling the toy from him with a disapproving look that lasts all of five seconds.] Bilbo, no that is very impolite!...

[The memory fades with Belladonna, Bilbo's mother, turning to Gandalf with an apologetic smile while Bilbo looks up at both of them still in good spirits.]

[ooc; If you wanted to watch the cuteness in action...]

sangilak

[ let's play a game, bilbo said. it'll be fun, bilbo said. don't use naga, your dog is a crutch. YEAH WELL YOU KNOW WHAT.

korra would've totally won within minutes if she'd been able to use her best friend for help, but pride wouldn't let her.

but now here she is, about three days later, visibly frustrated but letting it only last for a few seconds, perking up when she finally gets the locket to work. ]

Hey, who wants to help me play a game! [ despite her broad grin, this game is super not physically demanding. really!! ] See, I lost someone, and for the past three days I've been trying to find him, but, heh, I guess he's a better hider than I thought.

[ behind her, the giant polar beardog lets out a sigh, her tail thumping lazily on the floor. ]

What? [ korra turns to face the massive animal, who picks her head up, letting out a half-bark. ] Naga, you know the rules. I can't ask you for help, but Bilbo didn't say I couldn't ask everyone else...

[ naga just fixes korra with a look that says "you're doing it again" before placing her chin on her paws. ]

... Yeah, well, no one asked you. [ and so korra turns back to the locket, still pushing a grin. ] If you wanna help me find him, he's about—um... [ she lifts a hand to her stomach... lower... hip... ah... fuck it!! ] He's really short and he's got this curly hair and really hairy feet. He kinda... looks? like a kid? But don't call him that because he's really a grumpy old man and he's kinda sensitive about that.

[ and with that, korra nods once and ends the feed!! she and naga are going to be around everywhere in the castle looking for bilbo, so if you'd like to action in this post, go right ahead!! ]

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