Damn fools. Fools, all of them! If they think they will last an hour under that fool Orodreth - well. A slight change in plans only. Though the desertion of his own son - that stung, a little. He should have been firmer with the boy. Spent more time with him here, perhaps, rather than leaving him to tinker in his smithy at whatever little projects
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Unfortunately, they're not particularly comfortable with this, and they'll be backing away, slowly.
Maybe they can avoid this encounter. They hope.
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"You there." He has nooo idea who they are. Damned Sindarin, he guesses, but they're better than nothing.
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"Yeah?" One of them drawls, nonchalantly, while the other rests his elbow on his brother's shoulder.
A pair of young, blond, Sindarin twins. Heh.
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"Who are you?"
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One of them, the one leaning on his brother, tilts his chin up, defiantly.
"Who's asking?"
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"Have some respect for your betters, Feanorian," the other one adds, just as icily.
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"I need earn no respect from Sindar whelps," he sneers, "And certainly not from those idiotic enough to consider themselves my betters. Watch your tongue or I may have to give you a lesson myself."
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There is a bit of a stir in nature, little animals coming out of the bushes, surrounding the twins protectively. A fox comes forth and bears his teeth at Curufin, while the other boy adds, "Besides, your brothers would take it ill if aught came to us. Have our word on that. We are not without protection."
They are partly Maiar, after all. It gives them courage to remember that - and they will stand, in the memory of their grandparents.
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"My brothers care naught for foolish, lying, Sindar cubs." He snorts.
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One of them elbows the other, and says, "And actually, they're not doing badly, compared to you. But we shouldn't expect any thing good from someone who abducted our grandmother, should we?" Meanwhile, the other whispers something unintelligible.
The little fox, meanwhile, comes closer to the twins, as if beckoned.
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His lips thin more and he doesn't quite say 'they're still alive?' "You seem quite mistaken," coolly, though his eyes are even more steely. "I know of no woman I have 'kidnapped' nor of any children."
He keeps one eye on the fox, wondering how quickly he can string his bow.
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The little fox is now hiding between the boy's legs, hissing at Curufin.
"Stay your weapon, Feanorian - you are one and we are two, and protected by more than you see. Stay it, or will you make your list of sins longer, by killing the innocent?"
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Eyes still like cold steel. He's hardly angry at them, now, they're so obviously confused and ill informed. Mixed-up children.
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"Either that, or we're from your future. You're not dead, aren't you?"
Haha, our daddy killed you!
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Mad, mad, mad.
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