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[othertrotter]

In Minas Tirith. Wondering when they'll get Thorondir out of the closet or leave him in for kicks

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[alcawyn]

*walking down the streets of Minas Tirith, spots a familiar head of green hair and calls out to him*

Hey, Trotter! You came back!

[othertrotter]

turns and tries to smile through the bruised face

I did. I had to trade favours and commit assault on a co-worker, but I managed.

O_o

[alcawyn]

*looks in surprise at his face* Dear Eru, Trotter, what happened to you? Those aren't from the last time you were here. Come on, back to the brand with you, gotta clean you up.

[othertrotter]

Uh. Erendis, um, another co-worker, didn't take too well to something her husband did so I ended up getting the punishment. It's okay, it only hurts if I breath. Or move. Or exist.

Will there be alcohol involved in this 'cleaning up'?

[alcawyn]

That's terrible! You shouldn't have to work under those conditions! *hurries Trotter down the street*

Um, alcohol? Well yeah, The Brand is a tavern, I'm sure you could get some. Come on come on, we're almost there.

[othertrotter]

It isn't that bad as long as you remember to dig really deeply when you get rid of them...

[alcawyn]

*isn't going to ask*

Here we are. *opens the door and pushes Trotter in* Same as last time, go to the bar and sit down. I'll get some bandages.

[othertrotter]

Alright.

waits patiently until Alcawyn returns

So.

Should I be worried about some large man with a sword coming after me for spending time with you? Just paranoid now, because apparently being within five meters of someone else got me this beating.

[alcawyn]

I should hope not, my family knows better than that. I'll just tell them I was helping you out. You're hurt, and it would be wrong of me not to help an injured person. Hold still.

*cleans off Trotter's face with a moist rag*

[othertrotter]

That's why you're helping me?

I can accept that.

tilts head back a bit to make it easier

[alcawyn]

No, I'm helping you 'cause you're my friend. I don't like it when my friends get hurt. *frowns and dabs at his forehead, which is bleeding*

That's a nasty cut, must've hurt. *pulls out a clean bandage and wraps it around his head* There, that should keep it from getting infected.

[othertrotter]

Mm. Thanks. I don't know why it stayed open so long, it should have closed by now...

A friend? Excellent. Thank you.

[alcawyn]

*looks worried* Don't you have any friends?

[othertrotter]

I did... he died, though.

And I guess Grima might be one, when he isn't trying to make me scream.

[alcawyn]

Oh, I'm sorry. ........ You must be hungry. What would you like?

[othertrotter]

Meat? That's a good starting point. And thank you.