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[OOM: To the living we owe respect, but to the dead we owe only the truth. ~Voltaire.

Warning for a PTSD type blackout, though whether from grief or PTSD, I don't know.]

Izana comes in and stumbles a bit before making their way to a table and sitting heavily. And if that weren't enough of a give away, their cheeks are flushed and their breath smells like saki, making it rather obvious they've been drinking. When a wait-rat appears, they smile at it for a few moments before saying, "T-t-t-t..." and looking confused as to why they can't seem to say what they mean.

Some help would likely be appreciated.

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Elrond is headed for the library, but he notices the stumble. And the confusion.
He makes his way over, his long, dark blue robe swishing around his feet.

When he is close enough - but not too close - he asks, "Are you waiting for someone?"

Izana turns to face Elrond and has to pull their gaze back as they overshoot the turning of their head.

"Oh no," they say with a little giggle. "I have just come from spending time with my friends and now I fear I've had too much saki."

"Tea! That's what I would like. Something stimulating though." They say to the wait-rat who nods and scurries off.

[OOC: Yay! I was going to tag Elrond but was worried you were already off line. =)]

Edited 2015-06-19 20:49 (UTC)

"I was just going to order some tea myself," Elrond says. "Do you mind if I join you?"
He's just going to make sure that the young one here will be alright.

His voice is smooth and calm and pleasant. And his eyes, bright and ancient, are kind.

{ooc: yay - and I will head to bed in twenty or so}

"That would be very nice," they reply with a careful nod of their head so as to not over balance themselves. "I am pilot cadet Shinatose Izana. How may I call you?"

He sits down, carefully arranging his robe as he does so.
"Then well met, pilot cadet Shinatose Izana. I have had many names over the years, but here I am simply Elrond."

And he likes it that way.

Edited 2015-06-20 06:43 (UTC)

"And I am happy to meet you Elrond-sama," they reply with a smile. Izana is not certain of Elrond's rank, but they are fairly certain they deserve the honorific. "If it would please you, you may call me Izana. Or Shinatose, if you wish too not be casual."

After a moment, they add, since Elrond may not understand, "Shinatose is my family name and Izana is my personal name."

[OOC: Heading out for a few hours but I'll be back.]

Edited 2015-06-20 15:57 (UTC)

"Which would you prefer?"Elrond asks.
"Among my people we have several names, those given to us by our parents, those we have earned, those we have chosen. And occasionally names denoting our heritage. Elrond is a name given to me. My family name would be Ërandilion, but that is rarely used."

"I would prefer Izana then."

The wait-rat returns with the tea and an extra cup, which they offer to Elrond with an inquiring look.

"Then we'll met, Izana," Elrond says with a smile as he accepts the cup, thanking the waitrat.
As you do.

"And thank you for letting me join you."

"It is I who is honored," Izana says mustering a friendly expression. They can't quite manage a smile. "I do not mean to be rude, and sincerely apologize if my question offends, but you are not human are you?"

Elrond shakes his head.
"No, I am not," he says. "I have human ancestors, but I am counted among the Elves." He smiles. "And I am never offended by questions aiming for knowledge."

Izana smiles in appreciation that they did not offend.

"I am afraid I am not familiar with Elves." Though the word did almost sound like kami to them.

"We are like Men in some respects," Elrond replies.
"And different in others. Longer lived, for one."

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