Saeros & the bumpy headed monster
Honestly, this boy needs to get out more. Maybe some time with Aredhel will make him good; she certainly should stay at home more often. Maybe it will do good to both of them.
Saeros: *Saeros, with a growling tummy, is sneaking downstairs to the kitchen in the middle of the night.*
Saeros: *Crash! He trips on the stairs and falls into the wall*
Maglor: *Maglor hears him from his office, where he is still trying to work out a way to get some kind of social security for orcs*
Maglor: *Silently as a gloved spider, he grabs his new sword and walks quickly toward the source of the noise*
Maglor: *He makes a strange figure, with a deep red robe, long hair in curlers and a pen behind his ear. The sword shines menacingly*
Saeros: *Oblivious, Saeros continues to the kitchen, rubbing his bruised elbow and cursing under his breath.*
Maglor: *Maglor appears round a corner*
Saeros: *Saeros shrieks and jumps backwards, thinking the strange creature with the bumpy head and shiny sword must be some kind of monster. He doesn't wait to find out for sure, just turns the other way and runs as fast as he can.* Help! Help! Maglor!
Maglor: *Maglor realises his mistake and goes after him, still with the sword in his hand because he left the sheath at the office* Searos, wait!
Saeros: *The monster knows his name! He puts on an extra burst of speed and runs straight for Maglor’s room. He wrenches open the door, slams it behind him, then puts his back against it.* Maglor?
Maglor: *Maglor knocks quietly on the door* Saeros? Are you ok?
Saeros: *he jumps as the knocks sound right by his ear, and then says the first thing that comes into his head* Um...yes? Who is it?
Maglor: It's me, Maglor
Maglor: can I come in?
Saeros: *suspiciously* How do I know you're who you say you are?
Maglor: Don't be daft! It's me. Don't you know my voice?
Maglor: besides, who else could it be?
Saeros: A bumpy-headed monster who stole Maglor's voice? *is silent for a while, though muffled bumps come from inside the room*
Saeros: I have a sword! *he lies*
Maglor: You know, that does not make too much sense*
Maglor: My father invented swords. And I've been using one for the last ten thousand years.*Maglor sighs* Look, this is all a misunderstanding. Please open the door
Saeros: Fine. But if you're not Maglor.....*he grips a heavy pottery vase in one hand (the only thing vaguely weapon-like he could find) and cracks the door open with the other.*
Maglor: *Maglor is standing there, with a sheepish smile* I'm sorry. Did not mean to scare you
Maglor: *He holds his sword behind his back, not to upset Saeros*
Saeros: *Saeros peers up at Maglor* It really is you, isn't it? *he groans and very, very carefully sets the vase on the floor*
Maglor: Come on, I'll make you some cocoa
Saeros: *he blinks* Um. Cocoa? You're not going to yell?
Maglor: It's really my fault. I should have thought before rushing like that. Habit, you know
Maglor: Once you've lived a couple of centuries as monarch of a human realm, you start getting a bit paranoid
Saeros: But, you're not going to rant and rave even a little? *incredulously*
Maglor: what for?
Maglor: you really don't consider me so unreasonable, do you?
Saeros: No, I mean, NO. But...don't you want to yell a little for me being an idiot and running all over your house and screaming and...well, calling you a bumpy-headed monster on accident? *blush* completely on accident, of course.
Saeros: But I wouldn't blame you for yelling after all that.
Maglor: well, I think you maybe could take some sword fighting classes from my brother, but really, it's not an issue
Maglor: I've been called worse things. Usually by my own family
Saeros: Sword lessons from Curufin!? *deer in the headlights look*That wouldn't be very...um. Well, I already know how to swordfight. Really. I do. *nods frantically*
Maglor: I thought it may help you gain some confidence. He is a good teacher. Really
Maglor: much more than anyone would give him credit for
Saeros: *nods and says quickly* Oh. That. Well....see...I thought I was still dreaming and so that's why I ran. It's this nightmare that... and that's why the screaming and...well you don't want to hear about that. *stops babbling abruptly* So...a teacher. *nods*
Saeros: *pathetically* Can we have the cocoa now?
Maglor: don't worry. We all have nightmares once in a while especially....
Maglor: yes, let's go.
Maglor: *Maglor goes to the kitchen and starts making some hot cocoa for them both*
Saeros: *Saeros trails behind sheepishly*
Maglor: would you like some cookies?
Saeros: Uh, yeah. Sure. *clears his throat* Thanks. I'll get them if you tell me where they are.
Maglor: The big jar in the right side of the pantry
Maglor: how are classes going?
Saeros: *Shuffles over to get the cookies* Classes? Oh, good. Very good.
Maglor: that's nice. Will you get a vacation soon?
Saeros: Two more months. *puts the cookies on the table and then covers a yawn with his hand*
Maglor: Excellent! Tell me, how would you feel about a vacation in Lorien forest?
Maglor: The one of this side of the sea, of course. Galadriel's realm
Saeros: Forests are nice.
Maglor: well, you'll be staying at the castle, really. But their architecture is a bit...
Maglor: well, strange
Saeros: *smiles* Castles are nice, too.
Maglor: see, my cousin, you remember her? Has been feeling lonely lately
Maglor: I tough you may like to hang around with her. Both of you being young and all that
Saeros: Galadriel? Lonely? *looks doubtful*
Maglor: no, not her
Saeros: And...Isn’t she a few ages older than I am?
Saeros: *hastily* not that I would ask her age, of course
Maglor: she's not too young, either. She was a few ages older than you when she was born
Maglor: we've never gotten along too well. She is...*Maglor wrinkles his nose*bossy. And nosy. And a few more things we don't discuss in public
Maglor: I meant Aredhel. She is a lovely girl
Saeros: *eyes widen in something akin to horror.* Her!?
Saeros: I mean, yes, lovely. *nods stupidly*
Maglor: I thought you'd enjoy spending some time with people near your age. *Maglor beams and puts a steaming mug in front of him* I mean, spending time here with three ancient elves must be very boring for you, right
Saeros: *smiles back uncertainly* I wouldn't call YOU boring.
Maglor: Oh, thank you. But you don't have to be nice to me
Maglor: I mean, I just stay around here most of the day
Saeros: I can't help but be nice to you. You're very kind. You don't even yell at me when I act like an idiot.
Maglor: while you can do all kind of young people's stuff with her like *pauses for a while wondering what young people does this days* Going in a car. And horse rides through the forest, and dancing.
Saeros: *nods slowly* Right. Cars and horses and...dancing. She wants to do all that? With me?
Maglor: well, I don't know. She just hinted she wanted some company.
Maglor: I would have preferred some female company, to tell the truth. I mean, a young man and a young woman spending time together... people may get the wrong idea...
Saeros: Oh. *bites into a cookie instead of saying anything*
Saeros: *is very grateful his mouth is full of cookie*
Maglor: still, I know you are a real gentleman, and would not dream of such a thing *gives Saeros a very meaningful and quite threatening stare*
Saeros: *nods and swallows quickly* Of course!
Maglor: of course, that goes without saying. So I won't mention
Maglor: I thought it would give you something to looks forward to till the end of term. *Maglor gives him his million watt grin* you’ll have a lot of fun
Maglor: Have you finished your cocoa?
Saeros: *pastes a smile on his face* Yes. Thank you.
Saeros: I think I'm going to go to bed now. After I do the dishes, of course. *stands up with his mug*
Maglor: pass me the mug so I can wash it. It's getting quite late
Maglor: I'll do it. You have classes tomorrow. Go and rest *His voice is commanding*
Saeros: *hands over mug* Yes, my lord. I mean, sir. Sorry. *backs away* Goodnight then.
Maglor: Goodnight! *Maglor looks quite cheerful, for having solved a problem*
Saeros: *Saeros, with a growling tummy, is sneaking downstairs to the kitchen in the middle of the night.*
Saeros: *Crash! He trips on the stairs and falls into the wall*
Maglor: *Maglor hears him from his office, where he is still trying to work out a way to get some kind of social security for orcs*
Maglor: *Silently as a gloved spider, he grabs his new sword and walks quickly toward the source of the noise*
Maglor: *He makes a strange figure, with a deep red robe, long hair in curlers and a pen behind his ear. The sword shines menacingly*
Saeros: *Oblivious, Saeros continues to the kitchen, rubbing his bruised elbow and cursing under his breath.*
Maglor: *Maglor appears round a corner*
Saeros: *Saeros shrieks and jumps backwards, thinking the strange creature with the bumpy head and shiny sword must be some kind of monster. He doesn't wait to find out for sure, just turns the other way and runs as fast as he can.* Help! Help! Maglor!
Maglor: *Maglor realises his mistake and goes after him, still with the sword in his hand because he left the sheath at the office* Searos, wait!
Saeros: *The monster knows his name! He puts on an extra burst of speed and runs straight for Maglor’s room. He wrenches open the door, slams it behind him, then puts his back against it.* Maglor?
Maglor: *Maglor knocks quietly on the door* Saeros? Are you ok?
Saeros: *he jumps as the knocks sound right by his ear, and then says the first thing that comes into his head* Um...yes? Who is it?
Maglor: It's me, Maglor
Maglor: can I come in?
Saeros: *suspiciously* How do I know you're who you say you are?
Maglor: Don't be daft! It's me. Don't you know my voice?
Maglor: besides, who else could it be?
Saeros: A bumpy-headed monster who stole Maglor's voice? *is silent for a while, though muffled bumps come from inside the room*
Saeros: I have a sword! *he lies*
Maglor: You know, that does not make too much sense*
Maglor: My father invented swords. And I've been using one for the last ten thousand years.*Maglor sighs* Look, this is all a misunderstanding. Please open the door
Saeros: Fine. But if you're not Maglor.....*he grips a heavy pottery vase in one hand (the only thing vaguely weapon-like he could find) and cracks the door open with the other.*
Maglor: *Maglor is standing there, with a sheepish smile* I'm sorry. Did not mean to scare you
Maglor: *He holds his sword behind his back, not to upset Saeros*
Saeros: *Saeros peers up at Maglor* It really is you, isn't it? *he groans and very, very carefully sets the vase on the floor*
Maglor: Come on, I'll make you some cocoa
Saeros: *he blinks* Um. Cocoa? You're not going to yell?
Maglor: It's really my fault. I should have thought before rushing like that. Habit, you know
Maglor: Once you've lived a couple of centuries as monarch of a human realm, you start getting a bit paranoid
Saeros: But, you're not going to rant and rave even a little? *incredulously*
Maglor: what for?
Maglor: you really don't consider me so unreasonable, do you?
Saeros: No, I mean, NO. But...don't you want to yell a little for me being an idiot and running all over your house and screaming and...well, calling you a bumpy-headed monster on accident? *blush* completely on accident, of course.
Saeros: But I wouldn't blame you for yelling after all that.
Maglor: well, I think you maybe could take some sword fighting classes from my brother, but really, it's not an issue
Maglor: I've been called worse things. Usually by my own family
Saeros: Sword lessons from Curufin!? *deer in the headlights look*That wouldn't be very...um. Well, I already know how to swordfight. Really. I do. *nods frantically*
Maglor: I thought it may help you gain some confidence. He is a good teacher. Really
Maglor: much more than anyone would give him credit for
Saeros: *nods and says quickly* Oh. That. Well....see...I thought I was still dreaming and so that's why I ran. It's this nightmare that... and that's why the screaming and...well you don't want to hear about that. *stops babbling abruptly* So...a teacher. *nods*
Saeros: *pathetically* Can we have the cocoa now?
Maglor: don't worry. We all have nightmares once in a while especially....
Maglor: yes, let's go.
Maglor: *Maglor goes to the kitchen and starts making some hot cocoa for them both*
Saeros: *Saeros trails behind sheepishly*
Maglor: would you like some cookies?
Saeros: Uh, yeah. Sure. *clears his throat* Thanks. I'll get them if you tell me where they are.
Maglor: The big jar in the right side of the pantry
Maglor: how are classes going?
Saeros: *Shuffles over to get the cookies* Classes? Oh, good. Very good.
Maglor: that's nice. Will you get a vacation soon?
Saeros: Two more months. *puts the cookies on the table and then covers a yawn with his hand*
Maglor: Excellent! Tell me, how would you feel about a vacation in Lorien forest?
Maglor: The one of this side of the sea, of course. Galadriel's realm
Saeros: Forests are nice.
Maglor: well, you'll be staying at the castle, really. But their architecture is a bit...
Maglor: well, strange
Saeros: *smiles* Castles are nice, too.
Maglor: see, my cousin, you remember her? Has been feeling lonely lately
Maglor: I tough you may like to hang around with her. Both of you being young and all that
Saeros: Galadriel? Lonely? *looks doubtful*
Maglor: no, not her
Saeros: And...Isn’t she a few ages older than I am?
Saeros: *hastily* not that I would ask her age, of course
Maglor: she's not too young, either. She was a few ages older than you when she was born
Maglor: we've never gotten along too well. She is...*Maglor wrinkles his nose*bossy. And nosy. And a few more things we don't discuss in public
Maglor: I meant Aredhel. She is a lovely girl
Saeros: *eyes widen in something akin to horror.* Her!?
Saeros: I mean, yes, lovely. *nods stupidly*
Maglor: I thought you'd enjoy spending some time with people near your age. *Maglor beams and puts a steaming mug in front of him* I mean, spending time here with three ancient elves must be very boring for you, right
Saeros: *smiles back uncertainly* I wouldn't call YOU boring.
Maglor: Oh, thank you. But you don't have to be nice to me
Maglor: I mean, I just stay around here most of the day
Saeros: I can't help but be nice to you. You're very kind. You don't even yell at me when I act like an idiot.
Maglor: while you can do all kind of young people's stuff with her like *pauses for a while wondering what young people does this days* Going in a car. And horse rides through the forest, and dancing.
Saeros: *nods slowly* Right. Cars and horses and...dancing. She wants to do all that? With me?
Maglor: well, I don't know. She just hinted she wanted some company.
Maglor: I would have preferred some female company, to tell the truth. I mean, a young man and a young woman spending time together... people may get the wrong idea...
Saeros: Oh. *bites into a cookie instead of saying anything*
Saeros: *is very grateful his mouth is full of cookie*
Maglor: still, I know you are a real gentleman, and would not dream of such a thing *gives Saeros a very meaningful and quite threatening stare*
Saeros: *nods and swallows quickly* Of course!
Maglor: of course, that goes without saying. So I won't mention
Maglor: I thought it would give you something to looks forward to till the end of term. *Maglor gives him his million watt grin* you’ll have a lot of fun
Maglor: Have you finished your cocoa?
Saeros: *pastes a smile on his face* Yes. Thank you.
Saeros: I think I'm going to go to bed now. After I do the dishes, of course. *stands up with his mug*
Maglor: pass me the mug so I can wash it. It's getting quite late
Maglor: I'll do it. You have classes tomorrow. Go and rest *His voice is commanding*
Saeros: *hands over mug* Yes, my lord. I mean, sir. Sorry. *backs away* Goodnight then.
Maglor: Goodnight! *Maglor looks quite cheerful, for having solved a problem*