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The sky is grey, but the sky has been grey and the ground grey and the plants grey and everything not purposefully brought in by the invading elvish and human armies a deeply depressing mire of ash and slag and...
Glorfindel deeply wants to go back to Imladris.
Finding the mysterious tavern inside of his tent, however, is... a lot more than he hoped for, actually. The elf gladly wanders in, relaxed despite warrior braids, armor, sword, and...
He's just a little stiff. Really. Just a touch. Nothing to worry about.
Glorfindel deeply wants to go back to Imladris.
Finding the mysterious tavern inside of his tent, however, is... a lot more than he hoped for, actually. The elf gladly wanders in, relaxed despite warrior braids, armor, sword, and...
He's just a little stiff. Really. Just a touch. Nothing to worry about.
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Seras sat at the table watching her door. She is in her blood covered uniform at the moment, thinking about going through and kicking butt.
The elf walks in and she sits up and blinks.
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So. Ignoring. Completely.
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"Um, Hello," she said to the elf that was ignoring her.
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He goes on ignoring the vampire. Nothing can quite ignore things like a eras-old, reborn elf. Unless it's a Ent, but we don't have any of those here.
There is good wine though. This, Glorfindel is very thankful for.
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He gets a paper football to the back of his head.
Did Seras do that?!!! Nope, not at all.... She turned around and giggled to herself quietly.
And more to the point how does he know she's a vampire?
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Besides, the whole 'red eyes pointy teeth grr' thing from last time, beyond his ability to see beyond what is immediately visibly present, might have something to do with his complete unwillingness to treat with her.
To the point that he will gladly leave the bar, which he does. Quite frankly, there are some things not worth dealing with.