Kizár Elená Durin · @SilmarilNaro
1st Jul 2014 from TwitLonger
The Elf-Guard - For @SonofDari
Kizár was happy enough for Kíli to toss her about while he was bored, but was a bit unsettled when the Elf-captain turned up and suddenly asked what she was. Maybe it was the fact that her attention was distracted enough that she missed the redhead's approach (and the red hair bugged her a bit, because it reminded her a little of Maitimo), but at least the guard seemed to be ignorant enough - or Kizár's shields good enough - that she did not seem to think Kizár was more than just a stone.
Kíli made a teasing quip about her being magic, which quietly amused Kizár, then in a more serious tone said she was a keepsake.
Kíli's slip send her tumbling between the bars and Kizár makes a yelp that carries across the ever-present link with Kíli. That the Elf was fast enough to grab her does not please her and she burrows even deeper behind her shields, not letting even the smallest hint of herself slip through. The unfortunate side effect of shield so hard is that even the link is dulled and she cannot hear nor talk to Kíli while the Elf has a hold of her.
She could however hear Kíli's agitation as he asks for her back, and the Elf questions why he is so upset over a *keepsake*. That was when Kíli began to speak a tale of finding a stone during the time the dwarves were still homeless, a stone that, due to it's nature as obsidian, had a hint of fire in it that made it the most special thing he had in his young life. A stone that gave him hope, a stone that made him first learn about it's nature, about carving so he could shape it, to learn about his craft and of the great legends of the past. He even made a quip in Sindarin that it led him to learn Elvish, so he could learn more about such smiths as Celebrimbor and even Fëanor.
It was a tale that made Kizár want to hug him, though where she was right at that moment, she could not, and her own agitation grew, wanting go back to her brother.
She could only be intensely glad when the Elf finally handed her back, and while she kept her shield up, she could relax it enough so that the link with Kíli was open again, listening, calmer now as Kíli quipped about the noise from the upper level.
The talk about the Feast of Starlight made her a bit nostalgic. Even in Valinor there was a similar tradition, held when the combined light of the Trees was at it's lowest. In Valinorian tradition, it was one of the fourteen feast-days dedicated to the Valar, specifically Varda's feast-day, celebrating her light, her stars, her attentive ear to all that happens across Arda.
Kizár also finds the comment about Eldar something to snort quietly about. This Elf calls herself - a Nandor - Eldar? Maybe that offensive prince could claim that title, as a Sindar, but it was really a name for the western Elves, the Calaquendi and the survivors of Beleriand.
Kíli's comment about starlight being cold and distant is, in truth, a similar sentiment to what she thinks, though her thoughts have a personal reasoning, her sister is the brightest star in the sky, yet Kizár can feel none of Lossanárë's warmth, as far away as she now is. This thought stings all the more after her recent vision of another world, a world where her other self had her bond with Elenlossë bright and alive enough to indicate she had been in recent direct contact. How could she ever take comfort in how distant and cold her sister is, after feeling that?
Kizár snuggled quietly into the back of Kíli's mind as he started talking about the fire-moon they witnessed a few years ago, letting him work on gaining the Elf-woman's trust, in hopes of getting more information from her. Hiding in his mindspace like this would sooth her upset mood after this little disturbance.