An Emily and Elves in Middle-Earth
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"There are independent kingdoms of Men, but their kings die and then there's inevitably a war - I don't think any of them have gone more than a century without one - and then the populace ends up asking "can we just be Elven vassals" and this is clearly not ideal but we're not going to refuse them."

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"Yes, I think the major problem here is that everyone is not immortal. I'm so glad I showed up."

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"We are likewise grateful to have you. Are there intermediate exercises I should be attempting, now that the basic ons are straightforward?"

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"A decent thing to do is just to scale up existing ones, but I should teach you healing, too, that's important separate from getting stronger and it will help you get stronger."

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"It sounds useful, yes."

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"Do you have any people who are currently injured to act as practice models or should I inflict various damage on my arm to practice with?"

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"We heal ourselves very effectively, in general. You needn't damage your arm, though, I'm quite happy to do mine."

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"I have the pain tolerance," she says, shrugging. "If you'd rather do yours that's fine too."

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He pulls out a knife and lightly slices open his finger. "You're our guest, and most of us don't have feeling in our extremities anyway."

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"...What, really? That must make fine detail work more difficult. Okay, so you heal a cut like this..."

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"Yes, it's very inconvenient." He concentrates. "Send it again?"

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She sends it again. "Want to see if I can magic your extremities like I did my eyes?"

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"...sure."

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She's more careful this time to only transmit the relevant properties and not any others--it's fine if she has pretty glowing cat-eyes, less so if someone's fingertips take on a completely different shape.

It takes her a while to get all the nerves right, but she manages something that ought to work right. "How's that?"

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He flexes them. "...very impressive. Thank you. Almost everyone in this city would benefit from that, except the very young ones and the Men, but we're very used to it and I don't know that it's a wise use of your time."

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"I think it was worth finding out that I could. It's not like I can't do it for anyone who wants it in a few centuries or a thousand years when everything higher on my to-do list is taken care of."

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"Indeed. And they'll be very grateful then. You know, I didn't have a thousand years' of items on my to-do list when I was twenty-one and am not sure I'd have borne it up well. You're a very flexibly-minded person, Illia."

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"Thank you. Honestly, I much prefer having things to do; it means Odette isn't rendering me redundant."

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"I can imagine how that'd get dispiriting."

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"It's why I took up magic-related engineering as my primary field of study; you can't just cheat at inventing things with enough magic, and Odette was much better served learning things that do, so I was always going to be better than her at it."

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He snorts. "The power of sibling rivalry. Worsened, I imagine, by being twins. Those are very rare among the Eldar."

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"Oh, I never resented her for it. She never saw me as anything less than an equal."

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He nods. 

 

 

 

Asking her to stop everything and devote all her energy to bringing Irissë back would be deeply irresponsible, but wishing for it for a few seconds is not.

"Should you rest?"

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"Yes. Yes I should. Good night, Fingon."

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He stands. "Good night."

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