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milliways_bar2012-04-28 02:30 pm
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EP - Elrond Peredhil (age 6)
Before this (oom)
The door slams open and a small figure darts across the floor, skidding to a halt just before colliding with a table. He turns quickly, the way you do when there is danger of someone sneaking up behind you. And stares.
It's a child, pale and pointy-faced, dressed in grey and black. The arms are a little too skinny, the skin beneath the eyes is a little too dark. The eyes are far, far too cautious. His age is hard to gauge, in part due to those eyes.
The Bar is clearly not what he expected, judging from the look of confusion and mounting concern on his face. Concern that is slowly edging its way towards panic.
His hands move across the tabletop behind him and one hand closes on the handle of a used butter knife.
Come what may - he will be ready for it.
(occ: I was a bit feverish last night and this is the result. This Elrond is a child of six (and although elven children mature faster than human ones, he is still very much a small child in some respects), who has already spent some time in Feanorian captivity.) ETA: open forever!
The door slams open and a small figure darts across the floor, skidding to a halt just before colliding with a table. He turns quickly, the way you do when there is danger of someone sneaking up behind you. And stares.
It's a child, pale and pointy-faced, dressed in grey and black. The arms are a little too skinny, the skin beneath the eyes is a little too dark. The eyes are far, far too cautious. His age is hard to gauge, in part due to those eyes.
The Bar is clearly not what he expected, judging from the look of confusion and mounting concern on his face. Concern that is slowly edging its way towards panic.
His hands move across the tabletop behind him and one hand closes on the handle of a used butter knife.
Come what may - he will be ready for it.
(occ: I was a bit feverish last night and this is the result. This Elrond is a child of six (and although elven children mature faster than human ones, he is still very much a small child in some respects), who has already spent some time in Feanorian captivity.) ETA: open forever!
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