1,000 years later...

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

Characters: Legolas (bow_of_the_galadhrim), OPEN
Setting: All over, any time of the week
Format: action brackets
Summary: The Tower is Forever event and Legolas thinks it’s been a thousand years
Warnings: None yet

FDorm floor
[That short pause that none truly notice went equally unnoticed by the elf, as he comes out of the showers freshly cleaned, but the change is great. The short hair he‘d been sporting for a couple weeks was gone, replaced by long hair just past his waist with braids through it. One ear, his left one, is pierced with a gold leaf shaped earring with silver veins through it and there‘s a gold band wrapped around one of his fingers. His eyes seem darker and more tired, clothes aren‘t as nice as they once were, exchanged for something comfortable but still styled after the clothes his people wear. He‘s not armed but he disappears into his room for just a moment and comes out heavily armed. The elf does not want to be unnarmed long.]

Graveyard
[For more than a thousand years, Legolas has come to this floor twice a week to pay his respects to those he knew who have disappeared. Gimli, Aragorn, Faramir, Boromir and his twins graves are all kept tidy and his quietly speaks a prayer for them in elvish. He no longer sheds a tear at the sight of these markers. They serve to remind him that they are not suffering this hell with him, that they managed to escape even if Aragorn had been returned.]

Forest, evening
[Swords in hand, the elf is going through what might seem like normal training exercises. Until one of the monsters comes out and then a streak of ruthlessness, one that is definitely not normal for the elf, comes out and he attacks. He manages to avoid becoming as bloody as his foe but when he‘s done, it‘s obvious that the monster never stood a chance.

And Legolas isn‘t even out of breath. Instead, he seeks out another monster and the pattern continues as he trains.]

Library
[He‘s in a far corner, far away from anyone else, with a book in his lap and a cloak covering his face. It‘s clear that Legolas is making an effort to avoid contact with other people. A small journal is beside him with a pen. Occasionally he stops reading and makes a note before going back to the book. Everything is written in elvish and it‘s mostly just a journal of things he wants to remember. He has quite a few more stashed in his trunk, enough journals to cover his many years.]

Anywhere else
[Perhaps Legolas is passing through another flood and you‘re there too. Feel free to stop him.]

Comments

Library

[tohko_amano]

[Even though her right arm was broken, Tohko kept on working at the library, moving books to their proper place in the shelves. However..when she noticed Legolas in the corner with a cloak covering her face, she got a little..worried. While cloaks themselves weren't a bad thing, people wearing cloaks like that usually wasn't a good sign. Not wanting to leave someone in pain all alone, Tohko approached him.]

Hey..are you alright? Are you feeling okay?

Re: Library

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

[Legolas glanced up from writing down a note, looking over Tohko's face and just taking a moment to wonder how the tower could keep her so youthful after so long. Then again, if they could revive the dead, why couldn't they keep people from aging like mortals.]

I'm fine, same as I've always been.

Library

[tohko_amano]

[Tohko gave Legolas a puzzled and concerned glance. Her encounters with Enoch had shown her that wearing a cloak like that wasn't usually a good sign. However, she did nod and smile a little when she noticed something.]

..Alright then. I'm glad to hear that, but if you ever need someone to talk to, I'm right here, alright? But..it's good to see that your hair grew back in so little time! But..when did you get your ears pierced?

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

Thank you Tohko, you're always one of the first to offer your ear if I am upset.

[Speaking of ears, he looks puzzled and reaches to touch his earring.]

My ear has been pierced for the past six hundred years.

[tohko_amano]

Oh, there's no need to thank me. I just like helping out..if you're sad or depressed, I wouldn't want you to suffer all alone.

[At that last comment, Tohko will just give Legolas a puzzled look.]

Legolas, I would be dead if that much time had passed. Only a month has passed since we met up at that Christmas party.

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

[He hasn't the heart to tell her that he's beyond such help, that his years here have put too deep a burden on his heart.]

A month? Are you feeling well Tohko? I have been here for a thousand years.

[tohko_amano]

[Tohko's knows that she might not be able to lift away everyone's pain, but if she can even get rid of some of it, than might be enough for then.]

I'm feeling alright..but you haven't been here for that long. I would be nothing but dust and bone if that much time had passed. What makes you think a thousand years have passed? And why has your appearance been altered?

[Tohko sighed and scratched her head, thinking.]

..Maybe this is another one of the Administrators tricks.

[After all, if they could take away her senses and give her schizophrenia, then they might be able to do something like this as well.]

Graveyard

[marchwarden]

[Moving as quietly as the breeze itself, a hand suddenly reaches forward to rest upon Legolas' shoulder. It didn't surprise Haldir that he would find the prince amongst the dead, but he doesn't like it. Lamenting over the dead does nothing to quell the pain in one's heart. If anything spending time amongst the living is the only balm that could cure such a pain. Yet despite knowing this Legolas still feels the need to grieve, and Haldir shan't say otherwise.

His hand drops from the prince's shoulder and finds its way around Legolas's. It's not an uncommon sight between them, especially since the two grown rather fond of displaying their affections for each other. But Haldir remains silent.]

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

[Haldir's approach was indeed quiet but Legolas knew it was him the moment he came onto this floor. The silence was appreciated. He always came here and remained silent but for his prayers to his fallen friends. Giving Haldir's hand a squeeze, he turned to smile at the other elf.]

You always find me when I most need you.

[He knew that Haldir didn't approve of his visiting but he couldn't ignore the graves. Even after all these years.]

[marchwarden]

[He almost returned Legolas' smile, but he couldn't. Not while they stood here amongst the dead and lost. Instead, he offers the prince a quick kiss upon the cheek.]

That is because I know you best.

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

[He leans close to Haldir, pressing a kiss against his cheek in return before nodding towards the stairs. Through their bond, Legolas knew that he had lingered here to long for his husbands liking. And he was ready to leave now anyway.]

And none will ever know me better.

[marchwarden]

[Haldir tries desperately not to seem too sensitive at times, but the graveyard honestly frightens him a little. At any moment either one of them could be cut down or stricken with disease. The Administrators love to flaunt their power over them, and many people have perished over the years. While the Elves of Middle-earth are indeed immortal, they are not impervious to disease or injury.

Therefore, either of them can die like mortal men. This was why these graves scare Haldir so badly. He doesn't believe he could continue living without Legolas.

They both depend on each other so much.]

Are you so certain?

[He asked with a playful hint in his tone.]

Surely you could've done better than pledge yourself to an old march warden.

[His grip around Legolas's hand tightens.]

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

[And Legolas was sure he could not live without Haldir. The years they spent together, the times Haldir had comforted him and cheered him up or simply held him, these were times that had kept Legolas sane throughout these many years.]

I've never been more certain.

[As his grip tightens around his hand, Legolas looks to his husband with concern. Once they're near the steps, Legolas gently pulls him out of sight of the nearest of the graves and into an embrace.]

There is no one more worthy of my love than you. Nor will there ever be.

Graveyard

[redlikecrimson]

[This place is the only area where he can visit those he has lost, old friends, people that he's cherished. They all die while he lives on and that's the way it will always be. At first it was hard but he's learned to live with the fact. Now he just visits them.

Especially...especially this one.

This is where Ken is buried. He died long ago and Aya can only stand here wondering what it would have been like if Ken were immortal like himself. Would they still be in this together?

God, he hates himself for thinking that.

He pauses when he sees the fair figure. He's seen him out here before but usually tries to stay away. It's just better that way. Today though, he stays where he is, just watching him quietly.]

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

[He moves to check the graves of his other friends, replacing an old and worn piece of paper with a fresh one on the grave of Gimli. The elf remains silent then, simply looking at the grave and recalling the sight of the dwarf in his first few months here so very long ago. He misses the competitions between them.

And then he feels the gaze of another upon him and the elf straightens to turn and look. He's not used to people watching him when he's here. He's not used to people watching him at all, distanced as he has made himself from the populace.]

[redlikecrimson]

[Aya watches him for a time then bows his head politely. The last thing he meant was to interrupt a visit to friends. It looks like this person comes here often and he's sure he's seen him around plenty. If nothing else, he's heard his heart beating plenty.]

I'm sorry for interrupting. I didn't mean to intrude.

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

[Inclining his head in turn Legolas gave him a small but sad smile. Oh yes, he'd been here quite often, usually once a week and sometimes two if only to ensure that no one had dirtied the graves or removed the poem Tohko had placed there.]

It's alright, I've finished for today.

[redlikecrimson]

Friends?

[He looks over at the graves this person was looking at, taking care of. Aya doesn't move closer to them though because he doesn't want to be disrespectful. They are not people that he knows of, after all.]

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

Good friends. Friends I would have died for, long ago.

[He sighs softly. A king, a lord, a prince, the sons of Denethor who were valiant warriors. One of which had married the Lady Eowyn.]

Forest

[notagiraffe]

[Taiki was gathering any mushrooms and such that he could find despite the frost, it was important to try and keep at least a small stock of food in case Jason decided to stop it again. There was still a little while until dark so he was safe, or so he had thought.

Blood sickness hit him, felling him to his knees on this floor. Powers didn't work here and so there was no way he could summon Sanshi or Gohran to help, or switch forms to escape.

He tried to make his way to the stairs fighting the dizziness; it was part of his life yet fifty years did not make it any easier to deal with, he paused when he saw the figure fighting.]

Legolas?

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

[That voice. That small voice caught his attention where little else could. The elf turned to see the kirin and in an instant his blades were put away so that he could run over to Taiki.]

Taiki, it is late in the day. Why are you out here?

[The worry was thick in his voice as the elf looked him over. Checking him for injuries and making sure to keep him steady on his feet.]

[notagiraffe]

[The dizziness got worse and Taiki clung to Legolas to stop himself falling over. He flinched at the words, fifty years yet Taiki has not stopped berating himself for every mistake.] I'm sorry, I lost track of how late it was.

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

Hush, you have nothing to apologize for. I only worry for you.

[As Taiki clung to him, he grew slightly more worried and gathered him up into his arms. Better to hold him than to let him risk falling and becoming hurt.]

[notagiraffe]

I know. [Taiki rests his head on Taiki's shoulder when he is lifted and closes his eyes against the dizziness.] It's a good job I grew no taller... with how much I have to be carried.

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

I'm sure that I'd still be able to carry you, even if you had grown. [Elves were strong and Legolas had only grown stronger in the years here, in his determination to survive.]

Would you like me to find something to ease your discomfort?