A Festive Occasion Among Friends and Others: Bingo Bolger-Baggins

[bingo_bolger_baggins]

So Elanorelle and I brought the first course out while being regaled with an accounting by a very ebullient Celly of her time with Feanor in the smithy--it's quite nice to see her so bubbly. We hobbits were just about to toast and start in on our own when Feanor joined us, shortly followed by his grandson Celebrimbor, who I haven't even gotten a chance to greet yet, I'm sorry to say. I see he's having a nice chat with Elanorelle and Folly. I do wish Grandmum were here as Feanor said he would like to meet her.

Anyway, I had gotten up to chop some more salad, and it's a good thing too, I suppose, because we have just been joined by yet another guest, Feanor's son Curufin, who Melba is attending to, and ah, good! There's Uncle Sennie, finally.

I'm sorry, Curufin, I just got distracted looking at this lovely arrangement. And then I had to help fetch in the second course. I am Bingo, Bingo Bolger-Baggins--Bingie is just what close friends sometimes call me. You said you are a Warrior Princess? have many skills, this being quite a fine one. You asked something else.

But one moment, does anyone need more wine?

Comments

[folcotook.livejournal.com]

But shouldn't they be used for beneficial things? Or put away so you can't use them, because I know people get hooked on them. I think Melbie kind of was. It can be bad stuff. Or are you immune because you made them--wait Sauron wasn't immune, was he? But he was bad anyway. *thinks hard about this, sips his wine*

[bbolger-baggins.livejournal.com]

Ah. *is glad to know* You didn't like Idril or Turgon?

Those rings do get around.

*is hostly* By the by, do you need a place to stay tonight? We can fix up a guest room with two beds together--sleeping on the diagnal should fit you.

You too, Curufin. Do you need a place to rest the night?

[hobbitkitty.livejournal.com]

*jumps up on the back of Feanor's chair, and starts batting and noshing on his hair* Wheeee!

[melbatook.livejournal.com]

*shakes her head to shake off the dizzy feeling, and resists urge to look over at Celebrimbor* Yeah. So what do you think about what's been written about your famous family? Gonna write your own take on it some day?

*looks around for Celly* Celly? *motions her to come over, to Curufin* You haven't met Celandine yet. She's a fabulous smith.

[celebrimborx.livejournal.com]

*ponders Folco's words* There is much to consider, yes. I cannot foretell exactly what would occur if I were to have all the rings in my possession.

*stares at the wall; drinks a little more*

[folcotook.livejournal.com]

Maybe together they'd suck your soul out! That would be bad!

*squints* What elements are they? Earth, Wind, and Fire? No, that's a band, not a a ring. Fire, Wood, and Metal?

[celebrimborx.livejournal.com]

You are close: Fire, Water and Air.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_curufin_/]

An excellent goal. Ah, yes, one of the drawbacks of being a parent. You want to show your child everything and yet keep him safe. *quietly, with a look at Celebrimbor* Keep him safe and yet prepare him to face anything, even if he hates you for it. *rueful smile at Elanor* No, I suspect you will always feel your daughter's hold on your heart. She is too young, then, for travel? May I ask how old she is?

[folcotook.livejournal.com]

Huh. Why didn't you make an earth one?

[celebrimborx.livejournal.com]

*checks Isengar's shoulder* Good wine, good food, witty banter. *smiles*

[celebrimborx.livejournal.com]

*gets up, walks over to Curufin's chair to stand behind it; thinks carefully about what he is going to say* Father, with so many of us here tonight, I did not get a chance to speak to you alone. Thank you for coming to my rescue. I did call to you when I felt as though I were in danger from Grandfather.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_curufin_/]

*small smile* I think history needs another perspective regarding our family. My brother Maglor was the bard of the family, but perhaps those of us who remain and are not wandering around mysteriously will take on that task.

*senses a change in Celebrimbor's mood, wonders if he can angle them toward his son* Another smith? This room certainly has no shortage of talent, does it. Has Celly met my son? *gestures toward Celebrimbor*

[celbrandybuck.livejournal.com]

*smiles at Melba then to Curufin* Hello! I'm Celandine Brandybuck. *extends her hand* It is an honour to meet you. I have indeed met you're famous and talented son. *waves to Celebrimbor*

*excuses himself from his present conversations*

[http://users.livejournal.com/_curufin_/]

*slides away from the table, stands and faces his son*

Yes, I had hoped to speak with you alone as well. This did not turn out to be much of a rescue, I am sorry to say. *watches his son's face carefully, quietly* But you no longer feel you are in danger?

[http://users.livejournal.com/_curufin_/]

It is my pleasure, Celandine. *takes her hand, smiling* He is quite a craftsman, is he not? And I understand you have met my father already? *is somewhat amused to be identified mostly as his son's father, or alternately as his father's son*

[celebrimborx.livejournal.com]

*raises eyebrows* You misunderstand! I am in even more danger now. Grandfather is merely stalling--do not try to dissuade me from my belief.

You are here for some purpose. And you do not come...unburdened. *bitter laugh*

[celebrimborx.livejournal.com]

*nods and smiles at Celandine*

[http://users.livejournal.com/_curufin_/]

*is relieved* I thought perhaps you wanted him--no. No, I believe you understand his intent correctly, you are in danger.

I am here because you called, because I want to protect you. But I do have something that will help us. *glances at his son's hand*

[celebrimborx.livejournal.com]

*casts eyes down* I have much to learn. Grandfather wishes to instruct but...I am afraid of what he wants me to become. So yes, I would appreciate your protection.

*raises eyes* You admit it then. You have...*glances left then right*...one of them. Possessing him will aid you in controlling me, but nothing more.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_curufin_/]

Your education was not carried out as it should have been, but that was my our fault. *proudly* You progressed amazingly, all things considered. *briefly puts a hand on his shoulder, softly* Your grandfather has much he can teach you, but not all of it will be helpful. You shall have my protection, son.

I do not blame you for thinking the worst of me. I do not wish to control you if you will follow me willingly. But you do have the others?

[curufinwe.livejournal.com]

*common* Earth is Noldor element. One is wonder.

[celebrimborx.livejournal.com]

*tenses as his father's hand rests on his shoulder; is amazed when the hand does not tighten to inflict pain* Thank you, Father.

I have one only, the strongest of the three. The remaining ring is worrisome, as she has never done well on her own. She has not made herself known to me.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_curufin_/]

*feels his son tense, quickly drops his hand*

*half-smiles, listening to Celebrimbor speak of his creations as a parent would his children* They communicate with you directly? I thought they must. Do they speak only to you or are they known to one another?

[curufinwe.livejournal.com]

*whirl* >:O

*brandishes table knife in absence of sword*

[curufinwe.livejournal.com]

Turukano was an ass. And his wife was a scheming bitch. And so was his daughter. as of when I last met her, when she was a toddler And Earendil's -blond-. *as if this explains everything*

*engrossed in explanation, does not notice scions plotting in corner*