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Asar-Suti smiles, relieved. "Yes - I read the books and seen the movies as well. You know, Gil and I cried like babies over him dying at the end of 'Fellowship', to be honest. It's majorly odd to suddenly meet him for real, here, and have him go sort out the people hanging kitchend cabinets - he did that wonderfully!"

He nods. "Yes, I'm really impressed at how fast he adapts, really. Boromir with spirit level and power drill/screwdriver - wow!"

Boromir is rather wow in whatever circumstance, at least to Asar-Suti, to tell the truth.

"Man, I was crying too. All he wanted to do was protect his people. He didn't desire power himself. Galadriel really pissed me off. Hell, most of the elves did." She smiles at the mention of the cabinets. "He certainly doesn't seem like the type who would leave someone without helping. Chivalry can be a good thing."

"He asked me about my world--seemed rather shocked at the idea of women doing what I do, which initially annoyed me. But I understand where he's coming from." She shrugs minutely. "If nothing else, he is rather open-minded."

She grins again. "He probably didn't expect to find a fanboy here." She loves teasing people.

"All I could do was stop myself from drooling outright!" Asar-Suti blurts out. "Man, I mean, Boromir! Wow!"

The small purple god is positively gushing.

"I suppose he has no idea that people know him, and what an effect he has. I did get to tell him that this is the end of time, I heard about him in history books, and then I told him how 'Lord Of The Rings' continued after hsi part was done. He seemed very moved to hear about Aragorn becoming king. And that everything turned out well. I didn't tell him about his father, though."

She winces. "No, I'd avoid that for a while, I think. You should have heard the things the people next to me in the theater were saying. If we could have gone through the screen, Faramir might not have had to seek the Middle-Earth equivalent of therapy."

"Yes, Denethor was majorly insane. Of course, in the book it's explained by him having had a palantír as well, where Sauron had shown him nothing but doom - I don't think that was in the movie. Instead, he ate those yucky red things - that alone was reason enough to go through the screen and cause him grievous bodily harm. I suppose Boromir loves his father despite all that, and when he hears how he ended, he will be very sad."

At some stage, somebody will tell him, of course. But Asar-Suti thinks he'd rather not do it himself. Or perhaps that would provide a reason to comfort Boromir a bit?

"Yes, I remember that portion of the book. He could have also been suffering from a medical condition--he looked symptomatic of Frontal Lobe Syndrome...but you're right, Boromir doesn't need to know that now."

She grins wickedly. "And when he does find out, he would probably need some comforting afterwards."

Asar-Suti turns a bit more purple than he usually is. Which isn't all that much, actually; he's just a plae young man that apperas to be walking in his private purple spotlight. But now, he colours beautifully.

"I haven't heard of that medical condition - what is that?" Of course, Sara would know about such things, from her job. "And I think when Boromir gets told about his father and needs comforting, there will be a sekrit but fierce competition on who gets to do it, or there might be a queue."

"Basically, a tumor grows on the front portion of the brain." She points to just above her forehead. "That part of the brain houses your inhibitions center, things like that. The tumor adversely affects your behavior. Denethor may have been as much a victim as anyone else, especially as I doubt very much they could have diagnosed or treated his problem."

She shrugs. "But I'll still cheerfully hate him, tumor/palantir induced insanity or no."

She laughs. "I'll stay out of it. Don't want to be crushed. And he would probably consider it inappropriate for me to do anything of the sort anyway."

"In any case, Denethor was an old horror, just as bitter as he was snarky, and totally out of his mind. And eating red things in that way is really completely inexcusable."

Asar-Suti shrugs. "Why should it be inappropriate, though - perhaps he prefers to be comforted by somebody female?2

He can be female as well, of course, he muses, with a small grin.

"Now, now, the tomatoes aren't evil. Just misunderstood." She grins.

"If I remember correctly, women would not be so forward from his time. It was odd enough that I am not married, do not have a suitor, live independently, and know how to fight for myself without relying on a man." She shrugs. "I'd rather not break his mind. This soon anyway."

"Heh - those weren't tomatoes! The sap that ran from Denethor's liips was dark red, as if they's been something like Evil!Beetroot!Tomato!Bastards," Asar-Suti replies, with a grin.

Then, he grows more serious. "No, let's keep Boromir's minds unbroken for a bit. He'll get used to it all, at some stage."

She laughs, deciding not to argue. Much. "That's called tomato juice, Sooty. But fine, have it your way. They were small juicy pods of Pure Evil."

"Yeah--then again, s'only a matter of time before he meets Mikey or the cabbit." Despite herself, she giggles at that.

"I know neither, but you say that Mikey is fun. Anthropomorphic turtles might be a bit strange to Boromir, of course. I never heard of a cabbit, though - what is that?"

He giggles at the 'small juicy pods of Pure Evil', ~~and so does his mun, to the extent that she milliquoted (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliquotes/207855.html) it~~.

"Weird little creature, half cat and half rabbit. Looked cute though. I didn't actually speak to it."

~~Score!~~

"I can do cat-shape and rabbit-shape both, but I've never seen anythign that is both. I'd say it's impossible, but nothing is impossible in Milliways."

Asar-Suti smiles. "If that speaks to Boromir, major weirdness would ensue - but that is the beauty of Milliways!"

"Welcome to Millways, here's your complimentary bottle of Prozac. Trust us, you'll need it." She snickers.

Asar-Suti giggles.

"Prozac is a medicine against madness, isn't it?" he asks - he may have heard of it. Then he wonders why nobody ever tried giving that to Alex, Nick, the Simon Grady fellow, or anybody else in the bar who is boviously or self-confessedly insane or instable. Lochiel with his split personality might profit from that sort of thing, too.

"Actually, a medication against depression. Makes people mellow. And some of the people here could really use it," she says wryly.

"Oh yes, you are so right!" Asar-Suti agrees.

He mentally distributes the stuff to quite a lot of people.

"We might throw a party, put it in the punch, and see what heppens," he jokes.

Sara bursts out laughing. "If you decide to do that, leave me out of it! I don't need any more people after my head."

She tilts her head consideringly. "Then again, I could always do that on my shift coffee breaks. Would make Grissom less grouchy."

"Who is Grissom - is that your boss?" Asar-Suti guesses, from the tone of voice she talks about him.

"And why are people after your head?"

"Yeah, he's my supervisor. Used to be a friend...well, that's water under the bridge, as they say."

"I have a bad habit of getting on people's wrong sides. "

"Not on mine, so far," Asar-Suti says carelessly, with a tone of voice that suggest he can't imagine how everybody can.

But then, he himself annoys quite a lot of people as well, and not only Lochiel...

"Wow, a new record." She grins teasingly. "Though seriously--if I do something that annoys you, let me know? I'd rather not find out the hard way."

"Yes, I will. I'm rather direct most of the time, actually - some people call that tactless, in fact."

He grins. "I annoy as well, so perhaps we won't get annoyed at each other?"

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