Fíli, son of Dís (![]() ![]() @ 2014-01-05 13:24:00 |
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Entry tags: | fili : dwarven-lad, tauriel : elvencaptain |
Who: Fili and Tauriel
When: Right after this
What: Getting Fili settled in
Where: A store room, various places
Warnings: Frustrated Dwarf
After prowling restlessly around the storage chamber for a few moments, Fili settled on a trunk and pulled out one of his daggers, tossing it idly from hand to hand. He didn't like this. Most of it didn't make sense, but if the Elf-maid--What was her name again? Tauriel?--was right, then they were in the stars. A fitting place for an Elf, perhaps, but unnatural for a Dwarf. He belonged on or beneath solid ground. And she was here, but not his brother. Kili, who'd been so close to death that his own heart had almost stopped in fear. Kili, the younger brother he'd sworn to protect... He closed his eyes. There was nothing he could do about it now. Whatever Tauriel had done had stopped the poison, he'd seen that much. He'd have to trust that his brother would be all right.
And his uncle was here. He growled softly and slammed the tip of the dagger through the chest he was sitting on. The one person he wasn't ready to face again at the moment... It was all very well to say that he'd understand when he was king, but... Thorin was kin. He should have cared about Kili. Even a bit. If he'd said something, done something, to show it pained him... This mad obsession was taking over his mind. He'd changed, since they started the quest...