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Akibel Mowar is on his way home from the blacksmith's when he spots it. People are shrieking and fleeing from it, which seems reasonable, as it's a fuckoff huge snake with a mirror for a face. A big mirror.
Kib can't so much flee. He can shriek - he can lurch in the direction of the nearest house and try the door - it's locked. He can amble briskly...
He can break into a run when the snake gains on him and fall flat on his face.
And he can get eaten up.
And it's too bright too bright too bright and he flings his arm over his eyes.
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secondchance
"Awwww," they both say simultaneously.
"It is a shame Valinor has no diseases because eradicating a disease in someone's name is terribly romantic," Findekáno says.
"It is a shame Valinor has no diseases because eradicating a disease in someone's name is terribly romantic," Findekáno says.
ounce_of_prevention
Aydanci... makes a subtle face.
"Thank you," he says, a hint of stiffly. "... But I do think you're quite better off without diseases in Valinor."
"Thank you," he says, a hint of stiffly. "... But I do think you're quite better off without diseases in Valinor."
ounce_of_prevention
Snuggles.
"Sorry," he attempts, though he isn't in the slightest. His wife died, thousands of people die from diseases all the time, it is not a shame that Valinor is spared diseases because it lacks romance.
"Sorry," he attempts, though he isn't in the slightest. His wife died, thousands of people die from diseases all the time, it is not a shame that Valinor is spared diseases because it lacks romance.
secondchance
"...As long as we have diseases to begin with it is very romantic though."
"Eradicating them wouldn't be romantic if they weren't a terrible evil that should be ended forever."
ounce_of_prevention
Aydanci: is uncomfortable with this line of discussion.
"I - suppose. It didn't feel like it at the time."
"I - suppose. It didn't feel like it at the time."
Respectful quiet.
ounce_of_prevention
Aydanci isn't sure how to say the things he's thinking without being terribly rude, so: snuggles with Kib, pensive silence. That is the way to go, clearly.
ounce_of_prevention
"You have to relive the moments where you were not okay in their entirety," says Aydanci. "And - I - was not okay. Am still not, really, I'm greatly improved now that you're - back, but being on the road to recovery is not recovered. I - don't think I can joke or even really be flippant about this subject, apologies."
secondchance
"Well, if I weren't occasionally flippant about it I assume you would not be able to believe my assertions that I am okay now," Kib says lightly. Pat pat.
secondchance
And eventually they reach Wrebb and purchase laundry automata and go to Valinor!
ounce_of_prevention
It is very pretty, Aydanci likes that it is very pretty. ... He does not like that it is very bright. He copies Kib's shades-over-the-eyes trick, and then he can drink in the sights.
But not so much as to delay them. He can look and walk, after all.
But not so much as to delay them. He can look and walk, after all.
The Elves are staring. But only a bit.
"Gonna guess yes."
secondchance
"Oh good." In the meantime is it more trouble than it's worth to put him in my room?
...
No. Think it won't affect the Valar and people in Tirion being horrified I can manage.
No. Think it won't affect the Valar and people in Tirion being horrified I can manage.
secondchance
I am planning to be flagrantly ostentatiously publicly sickeningly married. We will be very discreet by comparison, no one will be able to imagine I could go two seconds without gushing about anyone I was with. "I have a room in the basement," he tells Aydanci, "it's nice and dark."