towerofanimus | (no subject)

Characters: Legolas and OPEN.
Setting: Forest floor, during the day.
Format: Prose to start, will swap though.
Summary: Zelda gave Legolas the ability to use Light Arrows. Cue practicing until exhausted.
Warnings: None?

Following Zelda giving Legolas the ability to use Light Arrows, the elf had found himself pondering just how to use them. He knew, like all of his people, how to force a sleep upon those that might terrorize them or to put fires to 'sleep' but he'd never done anything so fantastic as what Gandalf might do.

This was something he knew that he could do though, with practice. A lot of practice. And the sooner he got started, the better. She had mentioned enchanting his own arrows though, so that was how he would start.

The elf found a familiar spot, one he'd used to train many times before and where he usually started to go hunting, drew back and arrow and tried to focus. She'd said holy magic so he focused on that and tried but fired only a regular arrow. Again he fired and again he fired a regular arrow. He was patient though and kept focusing his energy until, finally, he was able to fire one holy powered Light Arrow at the tree, watching at the light shined as it left his hold and slammed into the tree.

With a grin, one that was noticeably smug, he drew on what he had moments before and fired another.

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It's what happened when you were a small orphan with more interest than animals than fantasy.

"Oh..I don't know who Il..Illuminator is, but what does he create? He sounds like God..but it's good to be an elf then!"

At least, she thought so.

With a wince, Legolas shook his head. He knew it was ridiculous to find fault in someone having difficulty with words foreign to them but when it came to the Creator of Arda...

"Iluvatar." He said carefully before going on. "He is, more or less, from what I understand of other cultures now. But there are also the Valar, those who follow him, who would be considered lesser gods."

Whether Yotsuba actually understood how Iluvatar was supposed to be said remained to be seen. Right now, she was more interested in the Valar and the fact that Legolas was, as she understood it, a child of God.

"So you're an Angel! That's amazing..but what do the lesser gods do? Is it like a guvernment with a president?"

..Whether Legolas would understand what she was talking about was all in the air.

Angel. He knows that word. It was explained to him once before but he had to think back, remind himself of what it was. The concept was still foreign to him, really but he knew enough to satisfy his curiosity.

"Oh no, no, I'm not. The Valar, from the stories I have heard as I have never met them, bring order to our world."

Not even commenting on the 'president' comment since he had no idea what that even was.

"They sound really important then! Like the police! But..is it possible to meet them?"

She was expecting to hear a 'no' here, but there was no harm in asking. And Legolas shouldn't feel bad about the president comment..Yotsuba only had a vague idea about what it was about anyways.

"It is possible, for my kin and I. No others can find their way to Valinor where they reside."

Even in death, the elves had a far better chance of meeting the Valar than any other. Elves were bound to the circles of the world while Men were not so tied to it as they. In death, the souls found their way to the Halls of Mandos to wait whatever fate would come to them. Rebirth or remaining there.

And, thanks to the way that was phrased, Yotsuba reached a bit of an odd conclusion. While it was odd to hear that this person wasn't an Angel, that didn't mean that she didn't like him.

"How come? If you know the way, you can tell everyone else and guide them!"

"No one else is permitted to find those shores. Elves are immortal and so we grow weary of the world. Others are not and they find peace in death. And so we go to Valinor for our peace."

That they were allowing Legolas to bring Gimli with him, before the tower had happened, was nothing short of a miracle. A miracle that Legolas attributed, in part, to Galadriel and Elrond.

Immortal..if Yotsuba remembered correctly, that meant that a person couldn't die, no matter what. While that didn't sound bad to her, she did understand that this man wasn't able to find peace because of it.

"That sounds really sad..is there any way you can be mortal?"

"No, there isn't. And I wouldn't wish to be."

He wasn't half-elven, he had no choice. And he was glad of it, glad to be able to see the world for years beyond anyone else, to spend eternity among the lands and people he loved more than anything.

Yotsuba thought that over a bit before smiling and nodding.

"Okay then! Yotsuba wouldn't want to change either! You can probably have a lot of fun being immortal too!"

After all, if you were immortal, you didn't have to worry about dying for good and having others worry, and you could always eat yummy meals and play with people!

"Oh yes, there's plenty of fun to be had."

He couldn't think of anything right now but he knew he'd always been happy. Especially in the forest with his father and his kin. Dying had never even been a thought on his mind before joining the Fellowship or coming to the tower.

Death wouldn't have even been thought of before Yotsuba came to the Tower and actually experienced it, but since she had, it was going to be part of her for quite some time.

"Right! You could eat curry for as long as you wanted and play for a long time with lots of people! There would be a lot of rainstorms for you to splash around in too!"

"I've never even heard of curry."

Laughing light, he reaches and brushes a hand through her hair. It was cute, how she acted. How she still thought of such bright things.

Yotsuba was a person who couldn't be knocked down for the long run. Short runs, yes..but she always found a way to enjoy the world again. After all, even now, it was a big place with a lot of interesting things to learn about!

Yotsuba couldn't help but laugh a little when Legolas brushed her hair, but the idea of someone not knowing about curry was unusual to her. "Maybe they didn't have it on your world! It's a spicy red sauce with chicken and it goes really great with rice! It's yummy!"

"They likely don't. I certainly haven't heard it mentioned and I've lived for a few hundred years already. It sounds wonderful though."

How good for her. At least one person in the tower refused to let everything bring them down. Not that it would help many others too much and there were others who he simply wouldn't trust to be around her.

It wasn't so much refusal..it was just the natural way she was. Whether it would help a lot of people was something that was yet to be seen..even though Yotsuba already knew that there were a few people in the Tower that she couldn't trust. After all, she had been murdered already.

"It is! If we ever get some here, we could eat it together! Daddy's curry is the best, but it should still be yummy!"

"I think I'd like that."

At least she had learned that much. Legolas wasn't the type to be pushy on things like that, much as he should be. You couldn't protect everyone, after all.

"Yotsuba would like that too! We could eat curry with a lot of other people too! It'll be fun!"

While it was true that you couldn't protect everyone, Yotsuba wasn't really interested in that sort of thing right now. Sure, she would help people if they asked for it, but since a lot of people here were much stronger than her, such opportunities rarely arose.