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Loki goes instantly where Huan tells her. She has a safety against landing intersected with solid objects, her or any of her belongings, so dramatic as it would be she can't just appear with her opponent already impaled. She has to actually stab him.
So she stabs him, spikes him from there. And hollows out Lævateinn and channels ice into the wound.
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purposeful_glory
"They're pretending to give the Silmaril back."
"My father died trying to keep those out of the hands of the Enemy."
"Yes. And they picked it up in the rubble and went "oooh, convenient, finders-keepers!"?
purposeful_glory
This conversation is a waste of time. "So I'll tell them you say that Maedhros will go and that you wish me to inform them that you accept, shall I."
"Yes."
purposeful_glory
Pop. "They wish me to convey their acceptance; and wish to send Maedhros to pretend to have the Silmaril instead of Celebrimbor."
Lúthien raises an eyebrow. "That's one of the Kinslayers? Can they send someone who's not a Kinslayer?"
purposeful_glory
"Celebrimbor can teleport so they thought switching to someone who can't would be preferable. It does have to be somebody who either holds the oath or one with a comparable function in terms of being sworn to make the Silmaril accessible to them, or they won't be able to pretend hard enough, that leaves them limited on selection. I suppose it won't help if I tell you Maedhros is a very nice person."
"I wonder if my cousins thought so when he slit their throats.
Yeah, we'll take one who doesn't teleport."
Yeah, we'll take one who doesn't teleport."
purposeful_glory
"I'll be right back with him, then."
Pop. "They'll accept the swap."
Pop. "They'll accept the swap."
The Feanorians do searching looks around the table again. "If I ask you to come get me out," Maedhros says -
"I will invent a tank," says his father.
"I will invent a tank," says his father.
purposeful_glory
"...I can ask if I can pop you out for the occasional breather, it's just you won't be babysitting the Silmaril during that time," Loki says. "The concession is letting you in, not letting you out."
"Do you think the trial is going to end in a sentence of 'serious expression of disapproval'? If things get that far?"
"Let's go, shall we?"
Lúthien raises an eyebrow again.
Maedhros kneels. "Thank you."
"Your oath," she says, "on the trial."
"It was giving my word too lightly that put us in this situation. Loki can track us down if we fail to comply."
And Lúthien looks back at Loki. "Will you?"
Maedhros kneels. "Thank you."
"Your oath," she says, "on the trial."
"It was giving my word too lightly that put us in this situation. Loki can track us down if we fail to comply."
And Lúthien looks back at Loki. "Will you?"
purposeful_glory
"I'll find them." And she'll turn them over too if she has any reason to believe it's something other than a kangaroo court which has never heard of phrases like 'commuted to services rendered'.
"Thank you," she says. "Is he armed?"
"No," Maedhros says.
"I didn't ask you. If you want to wisely stop giving your word, I commend you, and also will not trust you."
"No," Maedhros says.
"I didn't ask you. If you want to wisely stop giving your word, I commend you, and also will not trust you."
purposeful_glory
"I don't think he is, but if you'd like me to teleport him several feet to the left with his clothes and nothing else he may have on him I can do that."
"Please."