kilimanjaro | IC CONTACT POST

Kili, I will not be able to check on how well you are healing for some time. I am leaving this day for the Station and will likely not return until next month.

I want you to take it easy while I am gone. Nothing to aggravate the wound. Rest often and if you must move about, the moment you start to feel sore, you are to rest once more. And use a walking stick to take the weight off your leg.

[His response is huffy.]

I'll be fine, Celebrian. [A pause.] But...you take care of yourself too, aye?

[Don't you get huffy with her, young man.]

Will you be? I wonder. I have seen the stubbornness of dwarves and I doubt that you will not try once I am gone. [Which is why she messaged your brother first.]

I will fine, my mother is joining me.

And now you don't trust me? [Sulk sulk]

I am glad to hear it.

I did not say that I don't trust you. Merely that I know you will try and I am asking you to take precautions.

Were it not Elrond that insisted she join me, no doubt you would have. Or Fili. [Or both.]

More likely the two of us, if you had agreed to it. [He grins.]

Safe travels, My Lady.

Keep well, Kili.

[He sends both Fili and Kili a message very early in the morning, a little more high strung than usual. Which is to be expected when you've been thrown all the way into Unseelie territory with no immediate way back into safer lands.

If he looks stressed that may be why.]

Hello- Kili? This is Bilbo. Listen, you should probably know, but I'm- I'm not at the castle right now. I don't know when I'll be back so... so if you try looking for me I'm not actually hiding this time. [He wishes he was. Oh Yavanna.] Please keep out of trouble, yes? You and your uncle.

[Kili's a little late to respond, seeing as he's ended up somewhere else himself. Still, he sends a video in response to him as soon as he can.]

Are you alright? Thorin and Fili and I aren't at the castle either...That thing moved us somehow.

[Jon is on a mission!! To check up on the baby dwarves. He totally hopes he's got the right locket number.]

My lord, Kili?

[Woah, who is this?

And what is this my lord stuff? Kili's baffled, to say the least.]

Just Kili is fine.

As you wish. The Elvenking asked [demanded] that I see if you are yet untouched by the dangers that beset Cothromach in these days. [Jon thought it better just to do so than to remind Thranduil that he didn't actually have any dominion over him. Easier just to not piss kings off wherever possible, in his experience.] I am Jon Snow, Captain of the Guard here.

Thranduil? [The Elvenking is full of surprises. Kili is caught by surprise before he collects himself.]

I ah...My kin and I are still alive, if that's what he's asking. [Kili smiles wryly.] Forgive my surprise... Before coming here, My kind and his were not exactly allies, and now he seems very...friendly. The surprise hasn't quite worn off.

[Jon looks pretty surprised in return. Although maybe that explained why he didn't just check on the dwarves himself.] He seemed... genuinely concerned.

I will tell him that you remain unharmed, but be careful, my l-- [wait] --Kili. The creatures seem to seek after shard-bearers, and have vexed the remaining gates more times than I care to think on.

[Kili nods in agreement.]

Aye, we've encountered them before, though we've been lucky enough to remain mostly unscathed.

[Physically, anyway. There's a small smile to hear about the Elvenking's concern, surprising as it is, and Kili finds he's...rather warmed by it.]

Would you thank the Elvenking for his concern from my brother and I?

[Jon gives a brisk nod, pleased that he doesn't have to dispense of any bad news.]

I will. And if you or your brother find yourselves in danger, you need only tell me. I'm a fair hand with my blade, and I've some wolves besides. [Wolves literally taller than Kili.]

[He nods as well, pleased with this development. Things might actually be looking up.] Thank you. Master Jon, you said?

[Surnames are weird.]

[Since Kili forwent his proffered title earlier:] Just Jon is fine, as well.

Jon then. [He gives him a smile.] Thank you. I appreciate it.

[ One of the ruddy hawks of the Southern Greenwood alights on a nearby window, branch or stone, screeching and flapping its wings. It has sharp eyes, like all from the Maechenibryth, but waits patiently to have the small scroll attached to its foot unravelled. It reads in looping Drabbish:

Invitation for Kíli of the House of Durin, Sister-son of Thorin Oakenshield and Companion to the winter Yule festivities within I Othrann-in-Heneb, fortress of Thranduil Oropherion, Elvenking of the Maechenibryth.

To celebrate the holiday of the native Aelfen clans, all guests are welcome to remain within the mountainhome until from 25th December until early January for music and merriment. Bed and board provided. Please bring this invitation with you and make your way south along the forest river where marchwardens will find your party and act as escorts. To confirm attendance, please attach an appropriate message to the hawk. Alternatively, contact Thranduil via locket.

The hawk, if needed, will await a snack along with the RSVP before flying off. ]

( ooc: the log! )

Edited (wtf typos gdmnit) 2014-12-23 07:16 (UTC)

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