[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?

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[the_white_rider]

[ Oh, is it the back of a grumpy dwarf Gandalf spots in the Cafeteria? Yep. Well that's good. Someone else who came from Middle-Earth, not to mention one from their fellowship. It was very good even.

So Gandalf walked up to him silently. And heard his comment about Lembas. ]

This is not Lembas bread indeed, Master Dwarf.

[ A pause. ]

But I am afraid this is the only food you will be provided with in the tower.

[keeps_count]

[Legolas had come to find something to eat, after a couple days of avoiding the towers' food. He wanted to try to save what Lembas he had. Ironic that he thought that and heard a very familiar voice mention the elven bread.]

Certainly not, old friend.

[donttelltheelf]

[Gimli startles before he turns and smiles at the sight of Gandalf. Never been happier to see you.]

Gandalf!

[The smile wanes a little.]

Glad to see you, even if you are bearer of bad news, good friend.

[donttelltheelf]

[It takes him a moment, and he does smile at Legolas, genuinely glad to see the elf up and about. And then he scoffs, looking down at the pile of nutrition bars a tad ruefully.]

I thought not.

[But of course it doesn't last long, and soon he's standing.]

So who does a dwarf have to fight here, to get decent food and some answers?

[keeps_count]

[Legolas can't help a grin crossing his face either.]

Answers, I can give you. I'll be little help regarding food though. I do have Lembas, in my room, if you prefer it to the food offered here.

[donttelltheelf]

[He wilts a little.]

No, no, better save that for when there's nothing left.

[He sighs.]

I suppose the food one might make do with, but the answers... That I'd like to hear.

[keeps_count]

I should be able to make more.

[He nods and finds a comfortable seat nearby. This is all better done while sitting.]

What answers do you seek?

[donttelltheelf]

Maybe you ought to wait until you're sure, before taking risks.

[Gimli sits back down a bit grudgingly.]

I expect these to be the same as anyone else who's found themselves in this Tower. When, how, why, and most importantly, who and should I introduce them to my axe sooner or later?

[keeps_count]

I suppose that would be best. I have enough for now, though.

The when would be the last moment you remember and the how, it's better to see for yourself. Gandalf showed me it all, and I felt the death of it all. I cannot say why, it seemed a completely senseless death of a world.

I do not know who but whoever it is and whenever you introduce your axe to, my arrows with fly with it.

[servessithis]

[One thing is clear about this tower: there is not much to do during the day. True, he and Lucien have made plans to go out together one of these nights, but killing time can be a chore, even for one like him.

He can choke down this porridge until he gets real nourishment. As he looks for a place to sit, he's unable to help but glance at the very short man who looks like someone out of the fighter's guild.]

So, even here people do not bother removing their armor to eat.

Fanboys 101

[deathboss]

[As terrible-tasting as these bar are, they are food. He's munching on one when he notices Gimily passing by and has a double take, nearly choking himself with it before gulping down water from the bottle. The axes, the armor, the outfit and the beard color...it all matches...He elbows Jun on the side and whispers.]

H-hey. Jun! Jun! Look at him! It's a dwarf in full battle armor. Doesn't he remind you of...

[...NAH. IT CAN'T BE....can it?]

x2 combo

[nemophila]

[Jun was likewise eating one of his own, and-- well Eikichi was complaining about the bars so much that he didn't bat an eyelash when his friend started choking. It was when he got an elbow in his side that he looked at Eikichi and followed his gaze and...

No way. There was a look of astonishment and disbelief on his face as he whispered back to Eikichi.]

"Lembas"... You... You don't think it could really-- [No. Freakin'. Way.]

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[donttelltheelf]

[Thud. That was an axe casually placed on the table. Whoops. The not so casual sardonic remark doesn't wait long, either:]

The dwarf in full battle armor is no elf, but surely he's not deaf either.

[donttelltheelf]

[Gimli is silent for a long moment, taking in Legolas' words. And then he sighs, long and heavy.]

So it is true... more's the pity, I would have wanted to see the Kingdom of Men flourish once more.

[He does offer a slight smile.]

I shall keep my axe sharp, then.

[donttelltheelf]

[Gimli offers a mildly dark look. Master Dwarf ain't in a good mood, you see...]

I'll take my armor off when I'm convinced I won't dearly miss it as soon as I do.

[deathboss]

...I'm pretty sure that's his axe! I drew it once in a drawing session with ma and...

[Oh gods he's looking at them.]

...!!

[nemophila]

[Eikichi why did you have to stop talking for once why. It basically left Jun to look back and forth between his friend and the dwarf very awkwardly and nervously.]

Oh--! S-- Sorry..! We weren't-- um... trying to be rude or anything...!

[donttelltheelf]

I'm sure.

[Flat staring.]

Well? Speak up already!

[deathboss]

[You know, after fighting demons, monsters, their own selves, the Crawling Chaos with the form of their fathers, nothing seemed to have prepared Eikichi for this. He's fidgeting.]

U-uh well....are you...are you Gimli? Son of..son of...

[JUN, HELP.]

[nemophila]

[Nothing would ever prepare them for this and they both knew it.]

--Gimli, Son of Glóin! [Whoops his nerdism kind of took over for a moment and he just kind of blurted that out.]

...uh, is that.. you...?

[donttelltheelf]

And if I were?

[He stands then, grabbing the axe as he goes. He holds it like he would his walking axe, leaning some of his weight on it. He's not intimidating by height, but he sure as hell isn't a delicate flower, no.]

What would you two want with Gimli, Son of Glóin?

[deathboss]

[OH BOY he's being vaguely threaten by...wait no it's not a good idea to piss those off that you're idealizing. He...tries smiling.]

Man, how do you even explain this...uh...in our world....we read about your adventures. Well...you and the entire Fellowship if the Ring. I recognized your axe...

[Seriously, it's pretty hard to explain. Kinda like if someone came up to him and said he was from a book or video game...]

[nemophila]

[Yeah they were definitely being vaguely threatened by Gimli, Son of Glóin and uh that kind of sucked.]

We don't want to cause you any trouble...! [And an uneasy smile] But we're big fans! Like Michel said, we've read all about you...!

[donttelltheelf]

Is that so?

[He looks a little unconvinced. On the upside, that makes him a smidge less threatening because... because confused, unconvinced dwarves look less like they want to chop your heads off with their axes. Plural. He's carrying a few, yes.]

And what exactly have you read?

[deathboss]

The entire trilogy!

[Wait no that explains nothing.]

Dammit! How do you even explain this uh...okay! I-imagine that there's many worlds. Your world, our world, and so on and so forth. Well in our world, there's a trilogy of books called Lord of the Rings. Jun and I have both read it...

...I promise we ain't pulling your legs! [Eikichi don't use pulling legs analogies on the dwarf you dumbass. He sighs trying to explain this better. Come on Eikichi, THINK!] L-look at how we're dressed, we ain't elves or goblins or orcs, right? We're humans. In a way you could say we're from the far, far, far future, in the Age of Man. But the tower's been bringing different people from all sorts of different worlds and timelines. I bet in another world, we're in a strategy guide book somewhere. The Universe is pretty big, after all, a-and if there's multiple versions...

[EIKICHI don't you dare add your Star Trek fandom in this as well.]

The point is, the books start off when Frodo and the other hobbits leaves the Shire, and end with the celebrations after Sauron's defeat.