[OPEN] Lay down your sweet, weary head...

[donttelltheelf]

Characters: Gimli and YOU.
Setting: The Cafeteria.
Format: Action to start, but I'll match you!
Summary: ...nutrition bars. Really, that's all you need to know. Gimli and nutrition bars.
Warnings: None, I think? I'll add if necessary.

[The people in charge of this floor had pretty much shoved the oatmeal at him when he first arrived and... well, it was bland and not particularly exciting, but certainly not the worst he'd ever tasted. But a dwarf is not meant to live off oats and water! A dwarf needs meat! And ale!

And Gimli did not find either in this odd-looking kitchen.

If you wander into the cafeteria, you will find a slightly bemused dwarf in full battle/travel gear, axes and all, staring somewhat unconvinced at the bunch of nutrition bars he was given.]

Tis not Lembas, surely?

Comments

[nemophila]

[Now now. Eikichi. Calm down. It could've been another elf musn't get our hopes up--

No actually Jun is looking pretty excited here but he's trying to hold it in.]

Um-- he means no, we...we haven't seen any elves yet. You're... the only one from Middle Earth we've seen.

[....] ...is Legolas here?

[donttelltheelf]

He is.

[Gimli looks at them with amusement, eyebrows raising slightly. Honestly... He smiles, half sly, half amused.]

But you are not to tell him any of this, if I am not there to witness it!

[deathboss]

Dude...dude of course! Promise not to tell him anything unless you're there to see it.

[Is this the real life...or is this fantasy?]

Oh...um...name's Eikichi Mishina by the way.

[nemophila]

[For a minute, Jun was still confused, and then... well, he couldn't help a bit of a stifled chuckle at that.]

Promise...! [And he nodded in agreement with Eikichi.] And I'm Jun Kurosu. It's an honor to meet you...!

[donttelltheelf]

Strange names, though I suppose it is to be expected.

[He's a bit curious about that, perhaps he'll ask them when some of their excitement dies out. ...because. It will die out a little, right? Right?]

And I am, as you have said, Gimli, son of Glóin. Now tell me, children, how did you find yourselves in a place like this?