[ Not all new arrivals stumble off the train and then stagger around like a babe in the woods. Most are disoriented (okay, maybe they all are) but some do get over it a little fast than others. The new arrival sitting in the coffee shop is one of those. The epitome of tall, dark and handsome, he's more interested in watching people walk past the window than drink the bitter liquid in his cup.
If his height and unusual manner of dress (exquisitely crafted armor, blood-spattered, armed with an equally stunning sword) don't garner reactions, then clearly this city is too jaded for a Feanorian. ]
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Do you believe in second chances?
[ Or third, fourth, fifth; however many it takes for the lesson to sink in. The speaker is an elf, pointed ears peeking above the wealth of dark hair. He's incredibly attractive, according to the social mores of his kind, and tall. Though that probably isn't readily apparent on video. ]
Nor did I, [ He continues speaking, a trace of bitterness underling his otherwise pleasant voice. ] Not until arriving here. How strange, to be plucked from one world to another without warning. Or, I might add, any true finesse.
There are others like myself in residence, or so I have been informed. Very well. My name is Curufinwë. I am available on this charming device, should you wish to speak.
Curufin | Tolkien
[ Not all new arrivals stumble off the train and then stagger around like a babe in the woods. Most are disoriented (okay, maybe they all are) but some do get over it a little fast than others. The new arrival sitting in the coffee shop is one of those. The epitome of tall, dark and handsome, he's more interested in watching people walk past the window than drink the bitter liquid in his cup.
If his height and unusual manner of dress (exquisitely crafted armor, blood-spattered, armed with an equally stunning sword) don't garner reactions, then clearly this city is too jaded for a Feanorian. ]
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Do you believe in second chances?
[ Or third, fourth, fifth; however many it takes for the lesson to sink in. The speaker is an elf, pointed ears peeking above the wealth of dark hair. He's incredibly attractive, according to the social mores of his kind, and tall. Though that probably isn't readily apparent on video. ]
Nor did I, [ He continues speaking, a trace of bitterness underling his otherwise pleasant voice. ] Not until arriving here. How strange, to be plucked from one world to another without warning. Or, I might add, any true finesse.
There are others like myself in residence, or so I have been informed. Very well. My name is Curufinwë. I am available on this charming device, should you wish to speak.
[ Curufin calmly snaps the locket shut. ]
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