Meme-y thing: EVERYONE IS MARRIED

[nearamir]

Exactly what it says on the tin. Stick your name on the post, tag around, be married to people without the in-game consequences. Please warn for smutty things, k?

idk man blame Amry.

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Aaron Strider | OTA

[elfstoned]

[Aaron's probably approached you to talk about it during a quiet moment. Wherever you are, he's tracked you down. He looks serious, but there is lingering uncertainty.

Or, if you like, jump right into married life, and he'll roll with it.]

[nearamir]

[Faramir looks up from where he kneels, fletching arrows with a single-minded intensity, and puts his work aside when he sees Aaron's expression. Getting to his feet, he tucks his knife back into his belt and frowns a little]

You look concerned, my friend. Is something amiss?

[...more amiss than this whole situation, that is, of course]

[elfstoned]

...no. No, nothing's wrong.

I just wanted to talk to you about something.

[He glances over to where the others are.]

It would be better to discuss it in private. Will you walk with me a little ways? We needn't go far.

[nearamir]

[Faramir follows that glance back to the others, then nods, still looking concerned]

As you will. There is a brook not far from here, if it has not been stopped up. We can settle ourselves there.

[espigeonage]

[Julien's here shelling nuts into a basket, singing harmony with himself as his feathers weave in and out.]

Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup...

Oh. Galu, what's up?

[elfstoned]

[In English:]

Julien, there's something I've been meaning to talk to you about. To -- ask you, really. But it's going to take some explaining.

[espigeonage]

[Obligingly Julien sets his things down and stands, his head starting to cant to one side. He'd like to ease the worry-lines from Aaron's forehead.]

You know I'll listen. Something wrong?

[horns_up]

Hey.

[ The Iron Bull favors a direct approach. ]

You got any more of that leaf that isn't hobbit weed?

[elfstoned]

[His face lights up like a particularly mischievous sunrise.]

Of course I do.

[It's in one of these pouches -- no, not the one with the curved needles -- not the one with the athelas -- here's a pipe, he's gonna grab that...

Cheerily, as he searches:]

You know, I'd normally make someone trade for it. This is a valuable commodity in Arda.

[questionablewit]

[Hawke is smiling. She does that a lot these days. Not just with her mouth; it's there in her eyes, a constant, surprised state of delight, all the more savored for being unexpected.

She spends a lot of time making sure Aaron has a similar expression in his eyes, so she notices immediately that there's something on his mind.]

You're looking terribly serious. Please tell me Teo hasn't stolen all your weed again.

[Yes, that is a thing that happened. It was found, eventually, and it wasn't even slobbered on. But still.]

[elfstoned]

[A flash of amusement.]

Of course not. He has, by now, learned to ask.

No, something much more serious is missing. Well -- not missing, not even truly gone, since I know where it is. It's just been taken from me.

[questionablewit]

[Hawke leans back, eyebrow raised.]

So because you know where it is, it's not really gone? Interesting definition of theft you have there, love.

So, who's taken what, and where, and why?

Faramir | OTA

[nearamir]

[If Faramir approaches you about marriage, it will be in a nice open place where you're on your own, and he will have been mulling it over for a long time first.

Otherwise, feel free to ask him, or jump in further along the line. Wedding? Married life? Man, go ahead]

[mining_mole]

[but why would you

Maeglin certainly doesn't expect anything like that, but he can sense that Faramir has something important to say, so he puts the bow with which he was practising down by the side of the field before fully turning towards him.]

What is it?

[nearamir]

A small matter, I think. One which...

[He clears his throat, and although he appears mostly grim and severe as ever, an astute onlooker can surely see how sheepish he is right now]

...One which I would not ask of you, but that we are of dire need.

assuming some CR here?

[mining_mole]

Speak you mind, then.

[He tries to gentle his voice, sensing the distress - but just being perceptive doesn't mean that one can act properly on what was perceived. And he knows that - and Faramir does as well, he thinks, so why would he come to him with whatever it is ...only because it is about him, or because it is a question which the Man thinks only Maeglin can answer, most likely.]

[espigeonage]

[Everyone in the Gondor Party wanted to marry Aaron. All of them! Julien is pretending Boromir didn't beat him to the punch and absolutely not moping.]

Hey. [Wing out!] High five?

[nearamir]

[Faramir isn't moping either. Of course he's not. His brother's marrying his best friend, they hate each other, and his city lies in ruins. Why would he mope about that?]

[He turns away from his silent contemplation of the Pelennor Fields, and, his expression distant and melancholy, high-fives Julien]

As you will, my friend.

Is all well?

married life get

[elfstoned]

[He greets Faramir with a hand on the shoulder and a kiss to the forehead -- easy, familiar, affectionate.]

What's that you're reading?

2cute4me

[nearamir]

[Faramir looks up, smiling, and covers Aaron's hand with his own]

Nothing of import. The tale of Húrin, founder of my line. One I have read much, in days of old.

[Leaning up a little, he kisses Aaron lightly on the cheek] Is all well?

Re: Faramir | OTA

[horns_up]

[ Someone put up a sign on the bulletin board in Deepwood. That someone is the Iron Bull. The sign says: Know any stories about dragons? I want to hear all your dragon lore. Will pay you in tea, limited amounts of booze, or small-to-medium favors to be redeemed by you at a later date. THE IRON BULL ]

[nearamir]

[Stories about dragons! Faramir definitely knows stories about dragons!]

[So he'll show up there, give the Iron Bull a little nod, and sit down]

You are the man who would hear of dragons, are you not?

i got you a deer we're married now

[arlathvhen]

[ When it comes to marriage among humans, Beleth is fairly clueless. Marriage among Gondor humans? Even less so. She tries doing some subtle asking around, but she can't ask his brother because his brother would know and most of the other people around here are elves. Beleth isn't one to give up just because things are a challenge, however.

That's how Faramir will wake up one day to discover a deer hide pinned to his door with an arrow, and a ring that probably doesn't fit his stupid human sausage fingers hanging off of the arrow.

Suffice to say, it is probably not the most eloquent proposal that has ever been given. Faramir might not even realize what it's supposed to be. But if he spends enough time outside, he might notice someone lurking behind a nearby tree, occasionally peeking to watch his reaction. No, this is definitely the most eloquent proposal ever, and Faramir should be honored, honestly. ]

that's adorable

[nearamir]

[Faramir's first thought is that this is some kind of threat. After half an hour of trying to figure out what kind of threat involves a deer hide and a ring that barely fits his little finger, concern has given way to bafflement]

[He forgets about it until he sees Beleth in the trees (which he does fairly quickly once he steps outside; after all, it's been his entire job to find people hiding in woods for some time), and then he puts down what he was working on and disappears back into the house. About five minutes later, Beleth will find him joining her at the tree, holding out the ring and looking rather quizzical]

Is this yours, my lady?

Hawke | OTA

[questionablewit]

[Her feelings are clear. She flirts, she teases, she's affectionate. She hasn't discussed the long-term future, because she doesn't. Until now?

Or we can jump right in!]