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[ember_eleven]

Ember slips into the bar, and hides under a table, watching people.

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[http://users.livejournal.com/_lady_death/]

She smiles on seeing the young Ember (so cute!), and she waves her fingers at the elf.

[ember_eleven]

Ember waves back.

"Hi!"

[http://users.livejournal.com/_lady_death/]

She smiles. "Hello. What are you doing under there?"

[ember_eleven]

"Watching people."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_lady_death/]

"Can you not do so from atop it?" She looks up to the ceiling. "Or from up in the rafters?"

[ember_eleven]

She looks out from under the table up at the ceiling too.

"I can't jump that high yet. And under here, most people won't see me."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_lady_death/]

"I could float you up there, or you could put a chair on the table to get up there yourself . . ." She smiles.

"Why do you not want people to see you watching them?"

[ember_eleven]

She shrugs.

"Because. I'm practicing hiding."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_lady_death/]

She smiles. "Good reason."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_fisshes/]

Smeagol just happens to be going to sit under the same table. Luckily, he notices the small child under it before he does

"Er." he says, looking at her. "Hello. Are you lost?"

[ember_eleven]

Ember looks at him and shakes her head.

"Nope!"

[http://users.livejournal.com/_fisshes/]

"Oh. Well. That's good." Smeagol is not used to finding small children in his usual spot. "What's your name?"

[ember_eleven]

She smiles at him.

"I'm Ember! What's yours?"

[http://users.livejournal.com/_fisshes/]

"Ember? I think I met an Ember once. I'm Smeagol." He frowns curiously at her. "Hey, you're normal sized. You aren't a hobbit, are you?"

[ember_eleven]

She shakes her head, confused.

"I'm an elf!"

[http://users.livejournal.com/_fisshes/]

Smeagol raises an eyebrow.

"You are not. Elves are great tall nasty things."

[ember_eleven]

"The Gliders and the High Ones are tall. Wolfriders aren't."

[balletrat]

*Meg notices someone under a table, and blinks.*

What are you doing down there?

[ember_eleven]

Ember blinks back at her.

"Watching people."

[balletrat]

Wouldn't that work better from higher up? *Meg says reasonably.*

[ember_eleven]

"But then they would be able to see me."

[balletrat]

Not if you were really high up. I was on a shelf once, up there, and hardly anyone saw me at all.

[ember_eleven]

"I'm also practicing my hiding, though. Like if I was in a bush."

[balletrat]

*Meg blinks at that, and says, reasonably,* Couldn't you ask the bar to give you a bush?

*Okay, maybe not that reasonably.*

[ember_eleven]

Ember blinks.

"What?"