All the Leaves Falling Down [action/dictated]

[wishmadeinfire]

[If there was one thing Ashura hated, it was being cooped up or bed ridden. He fidgeted, never able to really enjoy being confined to spaces for long. Not that anyone would, but Ashura especially. So today he had wrapped himself up in thick robes, the outer ones lined around the edges of a bit of fur to keep him war, and headed outside. Yup,

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[inafadingcrown]

[It's on one of her customary walks about the castle grounds that Galadriel comes across Ashura. She frowns a little at his injury; not only because she hates to see those she considers friends in such states, but also because she wishes she could have been on the expedition herself.]

Ashura. I trust your injury has been seen to.

yay ~

[wishmadeinfire]

[He looks up and brightens when he sees his friend and instantly wishes up a pot of tea and cup for her on the blanket.]

Yes, I am just letting it rest before I put it through to many paces. I would rather be safe than suffer worse injury.

[inafadingcrown]

That is wise of you. [She'll take that wishing as an invitation to seat herself.] I believe I owe you thanks for your kindness to a young elven princess.

[wishmadeinfire]

Hmmm?

[He blinks, surprised and then it clicks.]

Ah, so that was you was it? You were adorable as a child, Galadriel.

[inafadingcrown]

[She laughs] You are very kind to say so. I was also rather difficult. [But that tends to go with the royal kid territory.]

[wishmadeinfire]

Believe me, I know I was as a child, so you are forgiven.

[inafadingcrown]

If you should require an explanation of anything I may have said, I will indulge you. If you do not, however, I should prefer to ask after that charming ring. It is new, is it not? It suits you. [Of course, she noticed. There's very little that escapes her attention.]

[wishmadeinfire]

[He blushed prettily and touched it with this other hand, fingers caressing it lovingly.]

It was a gift from Felix.

[inafadingcrown]

[It's rather sweet the way he still blushes at such simple things; she has to smile at that.]

Things go well with you, then?

[wishmadeinfire]

Yes, very. We are two wounded men managing to hobble along.

[He chuckled, shaking his head.]

[inafadingcrown]

[An appropriate statement in more ways than one, she thinks.]

You were injured on the expedition, I take it. [She's a little anxious for news and perspectives on the whole thing.]

[wishmadeinfire]

[He nodded.]

When the 'subway car' or whatever it was crashed through a wall. I ended up accidentally yanking out Felix's arm too.

[inafadingcrown]

It sounds you are fortunate that your injuries are no more grievous than they are.

[wishmadeinfire]

Yes, we are lucky at that. I have suffered my worse, but at the time... well, it seemed more harmful than it is now.

[inafadingcrown]

As such things do.

[wishmadeinfire]

I only hope I actually get the time to recover from it before the next round of insanity hits.