Event: Abort! Part Two (day 25, Egret). Luggage carriage

[voidtreckermods]

They are on world world#27462947582 for about five hours, helping, ushering people out of the city, fighting monsters, keeping guard. All seems well in the city itself, peaceful even except for the slight panic of people being told to move south.

Wherever they are, north in the desert, travelling through the countryside to the south or still in the city itself they will notice from their peripheral vision a darkening of the sky. Looking up they will see clouds. Strange clouds, appearing in the blue sky out of nowhere.

Their SCA’s start beeping, rapidly, flashing red. The clouds are too weird to be clouds, dark shapes in the sky. It might be that the Voidtreckers heed the warning and tap their SCA to evacuate to the train. It might be that they do not.

If they don’t then there is a moment, a moment of absolute stillness as those around them notice the shapes. A confused pause. Children stop their chatter, people stop their complaining, even the monsters seem to sense something and pause in their attacks.

The remaining voidtreckers are yanked away, even without pressing their SCA, they glow gold and disappear.

They all appear in the luggage carriage and not even a second later, with no warning the train lurches, flinging everyone off their feet as it enters the void.

It’s not really easy to tell speed in the void, but they will get the sense that they are moving fast. Faster than before, leaving that world and whatever those shapes were behind.

(OOC: Information on this event is here and part one is here)

Comments

[laurefindil]

"Mostly that has been my friends," Glorfindel said with a smile. "I left my parents behind when I crossed the Helaraxe and, well...yes, friends. Even Turgon considered me a friend," he added.

He sat down and let her make the tea, as ordered. He knew when to let someone ride herd on him.

[marriedanidiot]

"Good." She smiles a little wistfully at the memories. "Turukano was such a shy child! I am glad he had friends to stand by him."

She sets the kettle to boil and scoops out the tea leaves into the pot.

"Even now, I can scarce imagine what life for you must have been like. I hope, at the least, that you had some joy?"

[laurefindil]

"Of course!" Glorfindel said. "In addition to being in charge of defense, Turgon's Captains were also in charge of morale. We were in a walled city, so it took planning and a lot of hard work, but birds, waterways and fountains, flowers and trees, we had music everywhere whenever we could." He smiled at the memories. "It wasn't the same as our old home, but it was slowly becoming our new home."

"That's how our Houses were named, you know. After what we were put in charge of." This time he laughed. "Thank you, by the way. I just realized why my first instinct when I arrived here was to go to the Greenhouse and plant flowers!"

[marriedanidiot]

"The stories say it was built to remember Tirion... is that true?"

She asks, interested, and laughs. "Well, if you fill the greenhouse with golden flowers, leave some place for the Lady Persephone!"

[laurefindil]

"In as much as it could. Different landscape, different shaped mountains, etc. But it was very reminiscent," Glorfindel assured her.

"I have only filled three plots, my lady! And I have the utmost respect for Lady Persephone. Doesn't she remind you a bit of Vána?"

[marriedanidiot]

"She truly does! I wonder if she is a reflection of her in another world, or if tis the other way around..."

[laurefindil]

"Indeed." He paused a moment, then brought up something that had been bothering him a bit. "Have you encountered...Koroko yet? I hear she is...pleasant and helpful. I was speaking to Sarai earlier and we are going to bake cookies at some point for her."

[marriedanidiot]

"I have not, no?" She shakes her head and tips a curious look at him.

"You are... worried for her?"

[laurefindil]

"She's a giant spider. I understand she's been here a while."

[marriedanidiot]

"Oh! So she has chosen a name at last!" She smiles.

"Yes, I know her. She had no way to convey a name, so we had many for her. I believe Peter called her Charlotte, and my Maitimo had another name for her."

[Let's pretend I used the correct name of Komoko earlier, shall we?]

[laurefindil]

"Ah. So you do know her. And have no problem with her?" Glorfindel had heard good things about her, and did not detect any pools of darkness on the Train, but he valued Lady Nerdanel's opinion.

lol it's fine I forgot myself sob and I can't remember what the elves were calling her before either

[marriedanidiot]

"No! She seems a lovely shy child, and she makes beautiful clothes. One of Vaire'e it almost seems."

Re: lol it's fine I forgot myself sob and I can't remember what the elves were calling her before ei

[laurefindil]

"Perhaps..." Glorfindel thought about it for a moment. "Perhaps she is what Ungoliant could have been if Melkor had not twisted and perverted her?" He did want some robes. He liked the trousers, but, he really missed wearing proper robes.

[marriedanidiot]

Nerdanel considers this.

"Perhaps. Although I sometimes wonder if Ungweliantë was more than just another Fallen Ainur, and if She was... something other. But Kumoko... she feels young to me, and so very curious about the world."

[laurefindil]

Glorfindel smiled. "Then with your endorsement, I am satisfied. I will make her cookies and do my best to get to know her better. I understand that with cookies she is willing to make clothing? I feel odd bringing someone such a bribe when I should be bringing a simple gift of friendship."

[marriedanidiot]

Nerdanel smiles. "Indeed! Although you could just ask nicely. But she does indeed have some terribly childish urges. I recommend chocolate chip."

Just like elflings.

[laurefindil]

Gorfindel nodded. A spider with a sweet-tooth. For a brief moment he wondered if she spun the cookies in a cocoon and then drained out the chocolate. Well, if so, he'd best use a lot of chocolate, then, hadn't he?

"I think the dough has rested enough," he said. He looked around the kitchen. "Where would you put a rolling pin, if you were designing such a space?"

[marriedanidiot]

"I would hang it over the bench!" She laughs. "Although I suspect that is not a good idea, in a moving conveyance. Shall we check the drawers?"

[laurefindil]

"I imagine that having things bolted down is a good idea," agreed Glorfindel. "Much like on a boat."

It only took a couple of minutes and not quite all the drawers to find it. He washed it off and dried it, then covered his work surface in flour again.

[marriedanidiot]

Nerdanel helps him look.

"Should I get the oven ready? Will you need a tray or bowl?"

[laurefindil]

"Two trays, actually," he said, smiling his thanks.

He got out the dough and the butter and started the folding and rolling.

It took awhile to get the layers made, then he set it aside.

"I should have made the filling while we waited." He shook his head at himself.

[marriedanidiot]

She greases the trays for him, watching, and then laughs.

"Oops. Well, I can help you with that, maybe?"

[laurefindil]

"Do you know how to zest a lemon?" he asked.

He started blending together the cream cheese and the sugar, beating it until it was silky smooth.

[marriedanidiot]

"That I can do." She smiles, and settles down to do so.

"A lot of different ingredients in this dish!"

[laurefindil]

He shrugged. "Compared to some perhaps. The actuall hard part is the time needed to let things chill and rise properly. But," he shrugged and gave her a grin, "we're elves, time we have!"