the stork drops, the snake swallows | Glowfic Constellation

secondchance

"Even though we don't do weird soul graft marriage?" Aside: "Elves do weird soul graft marriage. Interfaces with them being telepathic. You will want to learn to mark thoughts private if you are going to be around Elves who have not been warned to be polite about reading untrained people's minds."

ounce_of_prevention

"... Noted. I'll want to make sure I get that right before I am around more Elves, I think."

secondchance

"I got it fast but I may be special."

ounce_of_prevention

Aydanci resists the urge to challenge the may there to assert that Kib is definitely special. He's not a fan of public displays of affection, especially when they have just recently come to a conclusion on the 'we are all romantically involved with Kib' thing.

He constrains himself to an eyebrow quirk and the hint of a smile.

"...we'll see you tomorrow," Maitimo says as if the eyebrow quirk and hint of a smile successfully communicated all of this.

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"Do you want help finding a hotel or anything?"

They look at each other a bit confusedly. "We have the currency to give the proprietor," Findekano says. "I can't think we'd have problems? They will probably want us to give them more of the currency then they'd want if we weren't obviously aliens, but I'm not sure that's worth avoiding, it's not as if we need the currency..."

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"I mean, like, identifying one in case they're all called cute things without 'hotel' in the name," Kib says, "navigating questions about whether you want room service, etcetera."

"...that might be helpful."

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"I have patchy and out of date knowledge of what's where," Kib tells Aydanci, "d'you know where the nearest one is?"

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"I do," he says. "And there's a nicer one that's just a bit further away. I assume they'll want that one?"

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"Money is a negligible object. Especially if the nicer one is prettier. Elves like things to be pretty."

"Thus, Kib," says Maitimo, and stands to be led to the nice hotel.

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Kib snorts and blushes. "Aydanci, you want to come along or just tell us where it is? ...You two wanna see what Aydanci looked like when he was twenty?"

"Sure," Findekano says. "D'you suppose the Valar can do anything about age? Seems kind of awful."

ounce_of_prevention

"I can come along. I wouldn't mind being twenty again, but it's really not a big deal to me to not be anymore."

secondchance

(He sure was gorgeous though.)

"Melkor slowed me down but couldn't stop me," Kib says, "I would be disappointed but not stunned if reversal were more like the latter than the former."

The Elves privately express delight at Kib's boyfriend's pretty face. "Could be," Findekano says.

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"If we have enough time I expect we could figure anything out."

The hotel is a cute little thing, with adorable gardens out front and a lovely interior decorating scheme.

They have honeymoon suites available.

They stare silently at each other. "Yes, please," Findekano says.

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Kib helps them book one and explains concepts like room service and the do not disturb sign.

They are appreciative. Should we kiss you goodnight or is that asking a bit much of your husband?

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Iiiii don't know I have only a few hours' cumulative memories and it's been eighteen years...

"Aydanci," Maitimo says, "may I kiss your husband goodnight or will all this be less stressful if we hold off on that."

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