WHO: louis & co. WHAT: catch all for post event, ect. WHERE: horizon. solvunn. nocwich. WHEN: april showers & may flowers. WARNINGS: ptsd aspects might arise and any canon usual warnings will be tagged.
{ once again louis finds the silence. this time he recognizes it for what it is. a reflection. instead of looking away from it, he keeps his gaze on elrond. }
I've only ever heard another mixed man speak it like that.
{ the boldness in his statement isn't meant to pry. }
I still needed to hear it after all this time. To exist.
[ elrond folds his arms together for a moment. it's not a secret. not to any elf. but it is less known among the people here. and that is very deliberate on elrond's part. it seemed easier to play the politics of an elf. ]
That does not surprise me. Comfort can be scant when you seek to understand your own identity.
[ a brief pause as he looks back at louis. ]
Your instincts do you well. I am Peredhel. A union between elf and men.
{ his gaze is unwavering. he knows it's an even bolder question to ask. all that's prominent is that elrond can't hide his ears and features as much as louis can with his. both his human life and vampire one have a commonality where he feels at odds.
who is the elf behind the politics weighs on him under the starlit sky. louis finds he wants to chip away and find out even if it might take time. }
Everything in the Horizon seems real, but I'd like to see you outside of it if you're amendable.
{ which is to say he's alluding to nocwich or if their paths are able to cross in person, considering the borders are close off beyond their own. there's something grounding about trying to meet up with someone as if he were back in his days trying to socialize freely in an olden time, of which settles into his smile. }
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Having mixed blood can be quite the burden. But also an accomplishment, to exist in the world.
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I've only ever heard another mixed man speak it like that.
{ the boldness in his statement isn't meant to pry. }
I still needed to hear it after all this time. To exist.
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That does not surprise me. Comfort can be scant when you seek to understand your own identity.
[ a brief pause as he looks back at louis. ]
Your instincts do you well. I am Peredhel. A union between elf and men.
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{ his gaze is unwavering. he knows it's an even bolder question to ask. all that's prominent is that elrond can't hide his ears and features as much as louis can with his. both his human life and vampire one have a commonality where he feels at odds.
who is the elf behind the politics weighs on him under the starlit sky. louis finds he wants to chip away and find out even if it might take time. }
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I am an elf. But the history — my lineage — is fraught.
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{ maybe it's wishful thinking on his behalf, or that his gloom lends to the occasional hope underneath it all. }
Now here we are. An elf and a vampire.
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A strange union, for sure.
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{ a tease, to keep the light ambience. }
I do like your company.
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[ he smiles at that. ]
As I am fond of yours.
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{ which is to say he's alluding to nocwich or if their paths are able to cross in person, considering the borders are close off beyond their own. there's something grounding about trying to meet up with someone as if he were back in his days trying to socialize freely in an olden time, of which settles into his smile. }
Since time is odd to people like us.
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[ he should make more use of nocwich now that it has opened up properly for thorne residents. ]
Let me know when and I shall be there.