Aug 19, 2019 2:40 AM
a story of the second age
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"No!!!!"

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I wasn't even alive back then but there was a war among Elves and hundreds of thousands of people died and it was Celebrimbor's father's fault and no one likes to talk about it because half of them survived it on one side or the other and they're so, so, sad, whenever you bring it up, and it wasn't his fault but he looks exactly like them, you know, and he is exactly like them, everyone says so, except not a murderer at all, and I wasn't even alive back then and you can't just go around demanding to know every secret you hear about and should mind your own business you obnoxious -

And she bursts into tears and rushes off.

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Well, May did not have this result in mind.

She attempts to find her way back to the guild place. She gets a bit turned around and tries seeing if anybody is thinking helpfully directional thoughts.

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They are not, but someone comes to find her after a bit. "Were you looking for the guild hall?"

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"Yes, thank you."

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It's even more crowded than the previous day.

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"Hi, everybody."

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Here are some sketches of animals, can she name them? How about these plants? How about musical instruments? How about systems of political philosophy?

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"I actually figured out how to do the telepathy thing if I try, so you don't have to draw everything. That's a goat, that's some kind of songbird but I couldn't tell you the species, that's a cobra... palm tree, fern, rose... I guess that might be a lyre? I'm not sure we have anything exactly like it. That's a harpsichord or a piano, I can't tell which or if it's really either by looking. That's some sort of flute. ...if humans from my planet have invented this philosophy exactly I don't know about it by name, but I guess some kind of, uh, anarchist capitalism?..."

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Someone has attempted to translate a popular work of fiction into English and has a bunch of vocabulary requests that are necessary for the translation, from the room in the house where you greet visitors to the apparatus used for underwater diving off the side of a boat-that-looks-like-so to the permanent pair-bond between a man and woman who come together to be one. 

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That's adorable. May proposes "front hall" for the first and "marriage" for the third and the underwater diving apparatus she knows about is snorkels and scuba gear but she isn't aware of either of them having to do with any specific sort of boat.

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They ask questions all through lunch, which some people bring in for them. If they know anything about the confrontation earlier, no one mentions it. 

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She doesn't derail the language lesson about it. She does keep an eye out for Celebrimbor while she is explaining the nuances of tone in the word "well", the American spelling reform, and digressions into French comparative grammar.

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Delightedly participating in all of this. Once you're paying attention you notice that once he has a question everyone stops calling out theirs, but he asks questions infrequently enough that it's not really very conspicuous.

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It does take her all morning to pick up on the pattern but she pays attention in the afternoon. (And she explains pines and apples.)

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In the mid-afternoon he observes that 'residence' is from French when 'home' isn't, and  'agreement' is French when 'deal' isn't, and wonders about whether there was a French-speaking professional class and if so when that was. In the late afternoon he asks whether "concede" connotes losing something as well as learning something and whether there's a word for the learning which connotes that this was desirable. When they conclude for the day he attempts to flee, and fails because the room is packed and has been steadily getting moreso.

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May does not know a ton of history but there was some French colonization of her continent like a couple hundred years ago and one province of her country is still majority native Francophone. Also it's classy to say things in Latin, which is the fairly direct ancestor of French; other non-Romance stuff is probably Germanic or stolen from unrelated languages' pockets opportunistically over the years. Concede means losing a conflict especially by giving up gracefully when it's clear you're not going to win, or by making a small-scale step back in a larger-scale disagreement. There are various learning-related words, though it's a little hard to pull one out of her vocabulary for random combinations of verb and connotation without a thesaurus to look at, and alas she did not bring one.

When everybody's leaving, she remarks to Celebrimbor, I figured out the thing.

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Hmmm?

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The telepathy thing. Like I said I was going to.

Also I offended the woman you sent with breakfast this morning and I'm sorry about that.

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- oh. I'll, ah, convey your apology. How did you figure out osanwë?

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Well, it sounded like around here the default is that humans have all their thoughts readable and have to learn to privatize them, but none of mine were readable, so I thought maybe my default is different - pretty sure my kind of human has not been interbreeding with your kind for a really long time, or been exposed to ambient thought waves, or whatever else might be going on - so I am deliberately publicizing some things instead, and deliberately trying to listen for things. It's not very hard.

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All right. Do you need an escort back to your home tonight?

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I can probably find the place.

Curious if you have a long term agenda besides learning English and probably also what I've got on French.

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Electricity, probably. If there's something else you think should go first we can do that.

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