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The Steward of Gondor is in the bar tonight, doing what one generally does in a bar:

Drink.

He seems... curiously blank tonight. Neither in a good mood or a bad. Simply... somewhat detatched. Deep in thought. Daydreamy.

Security badge is, as usual, clipped to his belt and in plain view.

Lost in thought he may be, but he always welcomes company.

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"I could never blame her," she says roughly. "She was imprisoned for his murder. I found it strange, as I grew older, that only his death had been sufficient for those meant to protect us to take notice. It was apparently easier to ignore the bruises and screaming."

She finishes closing the microscope in its case.

"My mother was denied her own justice. I believe that is why I have my career--so others like her will not languish in silence and fear."

A minor hesitation before she mirrors his comforting touch.

"I am sorry about your father, and your own experience, Faramir."

"We all have our burdens." He smiles sadly. "It is an honorable thing you do, to seek justice for those who cannot seek it themselves. I wish my own life had so noble a purpose. But my path is less a matter of my choice. It is upon the shoulders of men and women such as you that the world finds its greatness. And everything has its reasons."

"Don't sell yourself short," she says quietly. "You have your demons, as do I, and you've not given into them or allowed them power over your life. That strength of heart is rare."

"And yet they do have power," he says, disapproving as his father was of any shortcoming in himself. Though with understandable double-standard, he sees this as no shortcoming in anybody ELSE.

"Well, yes. But let me congratulate you and welcome you to the human race," she says with an edge of snark.

"No one is infallible. Frankly, as odd as it sounds, if there were no ill effects from the horrors you and I have seen, I would worry about that as well."

Faramir considers this.

And finally chuckles. "You've won, my dear lady. And I'm glad of it. I always have been too melancholy; it is nice to hear that sometimes that is acceptible." He smiles at her. "I am glad to have shared your company tonight. It has been far too long."

"It has," she says with an answering smile. "I'll try not to be so much a stranger."

[ooc: And sadly, mun has to sleep for finals begin this week. Been fun! :D]

"If you need to find me, look in the office," he says. "And I shall look for you. Good night, Sara."

[ooc: FINALS! Mine were two weeks ago. GOOD LUUUUUCK!!!! And thanks for the thread, was fun!!]

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