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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
purposeful_glory
I can tell her that you're taking it remarkably well and I'm just pissed off.
If you like.
purposeful_glory
On this subject I'm willing to do as you like, it's the Silmaril that's a mess I'm not prepared to touch.
The Silmaril is quite simple. The cost of Elu's longstanding policy of leaving everyone else in the continent to die is that he'll have to be a little flexible while we figure out a means of protecting him with our resources that doesn't amount to 'let him steal extremely powerful stuff' but also of course does not amount to letting anyone in Doriath come to harm.
I would like you to not confront Lúthien; I think it's likelier to complicate my job than simplify it, and when I'm operating under this many constraints new variables are not very exciting.
I would like you to not confront Lúthien; I think it's likelier to complicate my job than simplify it, and when I'm operating under this many constraints new variables are not very exciting.
purposeful_glory
All right. My fake smiles are not up to your standards; I can leave without visiting her or see if she'll take 'I'm just in a bad mood' for an answer should she notice.
Thank you. I expect she'll see lots of things to attribute a bad mood to in the current situation.
Send my family my regards. Tell Macalaurë I appreciate his picking up my slack, I know he wanted to find a better ease out of accelerated perception.
purposeful_glory
I can heal the headache, I'm just vaguely dizzy for a while. Not enough to be nonfunctional, I moved the rock okay. Probably worth doing more of it.
I suppose we're no longer in a scenario where 'unable to function in a swordfight' is likely to be crippling.
Macalaurë's working on it. And we should have excellent range on true sight, now, though that also matters less than it did. Seems the Enemy has finally realized that he has to move fast to stand a chance in this war.
On second thought, if he thinks to make the rocks invisible true sight will be needed indeed.
On second thought, if he thinks to make the rocks invisible true sight will be needed indeed.
He's stopped even the pretense of paying attention to the music. We have a thousand feet on true sight. That's not near enough. Shroud every city out to however-far-is-needed-to-react-in-time with your color illusions, last we knew the Enemy had a hard time around those, and tell Curufinwë to figure out how to make true seeing trigger an alarm remotely. Then float them. Some kind of grid in the sky. Tell him not to point out the obvious it'll complicate my life.
I don't have another way of communicating with my family, I'd appreciate it tremendously if you'd relay messages that I intend for their ears and not yours.
purposeful_glory
Ah. Sure. I suppose with you under guard it would be inconvenient to do the record-a-message-with-Allspeak-off thing.
I could ask them to leave but it'd certainly reach Thingol's ears that I did so.
You should probably go do that right away, it sounds as if one of those rocks landing probably leaves no survivors.
purposeful_glory
She doesn't interrupt the music; she writes in the air Excuse me, I thought of something urgent at home, be right back.
She conveys the message to applicable parties. She makes a shadowcatcher in the sky.
She conveys the message to applicable parties. She makes a shadowcatcher in the sky.
"Thanks," Curufin says, and does not point out the obvious, whatever it is. "How is he?"
"Pissed off on his behalf?"