Egret, Day 23

[laurefindil]

Who: Glorfindel and Open
When: Day 23
Where: Kitchen
What: Food and knives!
Warning: Sharp things

Having taken Evie's class and learned how to use the stove, Glorfindel was able to take part in his Team's chores of preparing the meals. Although, technically, that was what some of the more experienced cooks did. Glorfindel was more of a sous chef (chopper of things). Today he was making some quick, portable snacks that people could come and take with them if they wanted to go to the gym or the library or elsewhere on the train.

[What do people want? Come and ask! You might not get what you hope, but it will be interesting!]

He has also made an concerted effort to go through the kitchen and sharpen every blade in the room, except the butter spreaders.

[You can come help or just chat about sharp things!]

Comments

[laurefindil]

Glorfindel nodded. "I understand he has a lot in common with the Dwarves he created."

"Very much so." He shook his head. "I know some speak his name like he is some sinister villain, wanting people to die so he can take them away. But the opposite is true. He is sad with every soul that comes into his keeping. He and his Lady Wife do their best to make sure they mend, and that they heal. Not everyone is ready to let go of their past, however. Everyone heals at their own rate. There is no wrong way, there is no timeline. There is only infinite patience and love." Glorfindel might be a little biased since he'd gotten an opportunity to see them in action, as a healed soul, before he returned, of course.

[marriedanidiot]

"I think so! Although the only dwarf I've ever met was Lord Gimli, who young Legolas assures all and sundry is a most unique specimen!"

Which is very cute and all, but Nerdanel is pretty sure Legolas is exagerating juuuuuuuust a bit.

"Oh." She breathes, relief in every line of her. "Oh, thank you. That helps. Thank you." Her Maitimo might be able to heal, then. Perhaps he will return to her in truth. Perhaps Caranthir will put aside his anger, and Celegorm his rage, and Curufin his fear. Perhaps her Ambarussar will return to her.

Perhaps even, one day, her husband.

[laurefindil]

Glorfindel laughed. "While exceptional, he is actually quite typical of his people. It is his deep friendship with Legolas that is unique. His wife and children are also quite fond of him." Because of course, in the time he is from, Legolas and Gimli hadn't sailed yet.

He smiled gently. He knew. He had friends and relatives in the Halls. None were sons or husbands, but...he knew a measure of what she was going through. He was glad his words helped. He was even more glad that Lord Namo was such a being.

[marriedanidiot]

"I wish I could meet more of them." She says wistfully.

"They seem like such interesting people!"

[laurefindil]

He sighed. "It is one of the downsides to withdrawing back to Valinor. But..." he grinned at her, "have a little faith in Aule. If anyone can figure out how to make it happen, it would be him!"

[marriedanidiot]

She smiles at the thought.

"True! I should suggest it to him perhaps. I think we Noldor grow complacent - a bit of stiff competition would be useful!"

[laurefindil]

"They primarily live underground, so it's not like they'd be obstructing the view. Not, that they would anyway, being so short," he said with a wink.

[marriedanidiot]

She gasps and then giggles.

"Oh my! Perhaps don't tell them that to their faces!"

[laurefindil]

"Oh no, definitely not! They know how to party,but you do not want to get on a dwarf's bad side. They hold grudges like, well, only someone who follows Aule can," he said with a wink.

[marriedanidiot]

She snorts, amused. "Are you comparing them to my husband, now?"

[laurefindil]

Glorfindel looked away, but only with his eyes. "Of course not?"

[marriedanidiot]

She peals with laughter.

"Oh, but the number of times I have seen that face on sons and husband! My lord, you will have to do far better than that!"

[laurefindil]

Glorfindel broke into laughter as well. That had been the reaction he had hoped for.

"I will work on my lying then," he said.

[marriedanidiot]

"Hm, I should probably not encourage that." She smiles.

[laurefindil]

"Hopefully, after almost 5000 years, I have already formed most of my bad habits," Glorfindel said with a laugh.

[marriedanidiot]

"Or unlearnt some of them!"

[laurefindil]

"Oh, dear," Glorfindel said with a sad, slightly overdramatic sigh. "I guess I will just have to forge new bad habits then. Which are your favorites?" he asked with a sassy tilt to his head.

[marriedanidiot]

She laughs again.

"Ai! I am not teaching you the bad habits of my sons and kinsmen! There are enough Finweans here already!"

[laurefindil]

He shook his head sadly. "I could never aspire to that level of bad habit, I'm afraid. I listen to the Valar when they talk to me, for one," he said with a wink, referencing their previous discussion about Turgon and Ulmo.

"Speaking of which...Elrond is a Finwean...that explains so much, doesn't it? Some blame his half-human side..." Glorfindel shook his head. He has his great-grandfather's stubbornness."

[marriedanidiot]

She snorts, amused.

"And do you also jump first, and look after?" She blinks, and laughs softly.

"Oh! I never... but that's true, isn't it! Elrond is Turukano's great grandson!"

[laurefindil]

"I...have a reputation of doing so, thanks to my Balrog-Slaying," Glorfindel said. "But the honest truth is, I am not that impulsive. I chose my fate on purpose, knowing I would likely not survive." He smiled then. "Certain friends of mine like to spread that rumor, though. I am grateful, though, the hero worship I get is enough, I don't need the looks if people realized the truth."

"Again, not something that comes up often in conversation. That and his Maia ancestress on his mother's side. He is a person of many parts, our Elrond." And all of them stubborn.

[marriedanidiot]

She smiles wryly at that.

"I suppose it might get frustatinng, people only seeing the legend, and not the truth of you."

She nods. "That is true! He has always just been... Elrond, to me. I should get to know him better, but as I am not his real grandmother, it always seemed overly presumptous, when he has so many kin who are eager to meet him again."

[laurefindil]

Glorfindel returned her wry smile. She would certainly understand that pain, for certain.

He shook his head. "Please do visit him. He's spent his entire life losing one family member after another, he's never met huge chunks of them. He's just lost his daughter, as well. Give him an embarrassment of familial riches, please. He will be awkward and look uncomfortable at first, but as his friend for the last almost five thousand years, believe me when I say, he will be exceedingly happy. It is his deepest wish, right after seeing his wife again."

"You could even pinch his cheek, though that one's for Celebrian. She will laugh and that will make him happy too." He grinned.

[marriedanidiot]

"If you're sure..." She murmurs... "It just seems presumptous, for Feanor's widow to impose on Elwing's son..."

[laurefindil]

"You mean the mother of the two elves who took him in after his parents left him and his brother to sail to Valinor?" Glorfindel reprhased for her. "I have spent almost five thousand years by his side. He speaks fondly of your sons. I have no doubts that he would welcome you."