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?

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

Ah, pleased to make your acquaintance, Bingo.



((Was that a Xena line? Ahahah!))

[bbolger-baggins.livejournal.com]

And I yours, Curufin. *offers his hand, hoping to counter his stern look with affability*

*pours him some wine and hands it to him*

((Yup, one of her signature ones. (-:))

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

*smiles, shakes the offered hand*

Delighted. *takes the glass* Thank you. My...father's invitation was unexpected. I hope my acceptance was not too inconvenient?


((How funny!:D))

[bbolger-baggins.livejournal.com]

Not at all. We are delighted to have you. Please sit and partake of the feast. I may bother you for tips on arrangement later as yours is stunning. It makes a fine centerpiece next to my Uncle Sennie's portrait of an old friend of oursdragon (http://gallery.origami.free.fr/Auteurs/Japan/kimura/photos/Dragon%20rouge/Dragon%20Rouge%20Max%20Mvc-095f.jpg).

(((-; Curufin Warrior Princess.))

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

*scrutinizes the hobbit, almost detecting some subtext he doesn't quite understand, wonders if he's being humored nods, looks over at his son upon hearing his odd laughter, smiles at Bingo* I would be pleased to discuss this art with you at any time. *pales slightly upon seeing the origami dragon, glances again at Celebrimbor* What intricate work that is!


((Heheh, don't let him hear that :D))

[bbolger-baggins.livejournal.com]

but not that subtext, yet, surprisingly Excellent. Uncle Sennie does fine work with paper, doesn't he?

So how long have you been in the Shire?

(( (-; ))

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

Indeed he does. *looks around* Is your Uncle Sennie here tonight?

No time at all, really. I only arrived this afternoon. *cannot suppress a look at Feanor* I did enjoy the journey here. Lovely country.

[curufinwe.livejournal.com]

*leans back in his chair, like a king surveying his subjects - is paying particular attention to the way Curufin and Celebrimbor are interacting with the others, and grasping some, but not all of their conversation*

*Common* It is.

*sips blood-red wine*

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

*avoids meeting his gaze, automatically looks for the door*

You had a pleasant journey, Father? *feels somewhat awkward making chit chat with his father in front of the hobbits*

*checks his son, who seems enough at ease*

[bbolger-baggins.livejournal.com]

*answers Curufin* My uncle is here, but he seems to have left the room for the moment.

*smiles to hear his dear homeland complimented by both Elves, but does not hear the trees outside whispering*

Where are you each journeying from?

*notices the increased redness of Feanor's wine, has seen The Metaphor Made Literal To Impress Your Audience Trick done by Elves before, but not quite so well as this, admires his manicure*

[curufinwe.livejournal.com]

*has an almost pathological need to be the center of attention, even passively ;)*

*common*About. *switches to Quenya*I have a fortress on Himring, an island to the west of here. I've recently been killing people voyaging in the East.

It looks like that Earendil got his filthy half-blood hands on Yarquesse again, so I may be branching out into space travel. On the other hand, I think he ditched that slut of a Ring finally.

[bbolger-baggins.livejournal.com]

Fascinating! Tell me more. *mun rolls eyes, pulls hobbit back by the collar*

*nods, in Quenya* Have you? Up above Lindon. Ah. Sightseeing?

*calmly with years of experience from his Hobbits rights training work* I'm not a big fan of so-called purity between the peoples. I think mixing things up is a good thing, and wouldn't hesitate to romance one of your people, so I don't find half-blood an insult myself. *eyes him curiously* Space travel. How interesting. I didn't know Earendil had a ring--a magic ring, I'm assuming? *sips his wine*

[curufinwe.livejournal.com]

His filthiness is entirely independent of him being a half-blood. And more on his mother's side than his father's (damn blondes). My grievance with him is...personal.

Oh, no, he didn't have any rings, Yarquesse was dating Nenya and it was all very confusing but apparently they seperated after they eloped.

[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?

[melbatook.livejournal.com]

*to Bingo* Oh, he asked if this was our home, Bingo.

*turns to Curufin* Yup. All us hobbits here live here in this smial. Elanor's just visiting . . . so far. But I think Bingo's trying to make one of the guest rooms a permanent Elanor Room.

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

'All'? How many altogether? Are you one family unit or...? *wonders which one is Elanor*

[melbatook.livejournal.com]

Well, it varies--we've had hobbits come and go here, unfortunately. But right now there are 6 of us here, counting Elanor. *holds up 7 fingers*

*points at each hobbit in turn* Well, Bingo and Folly are cousins of mine and Celly is a more distant cousin and my girlfriend. And Isengar is our great uncle, pretty much. Elanor isn't related to any of us, but her father and brother live next door. Bingo's younger half-brother is married to Elanor's father. Elanor's kind of related to you folks, too, or her daughter is anyway, but you probably know that. *nods as if this is all easy to follow*

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

*blinks*

*smiles, rather lost* That sounds like many of the Elven family trees. Quite complicated and intertwined, but worth evenings of stories.

Is she?

[elanorgamgee.livejournal.com]

*approaches Curufin and Melba, unaware that they've just been talking about her and her daughter*

*smiles brightly and offers her hand* You must be Celebrimbor's father. I'm Elanor Gamgee, a friend of Melba's. This is indeed a pleasure.

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

*takes her hand, places his other hand atop their clasped hands for a moment* So this is Elanor! The pleasure is mine. That I am, but you may call me Curufin. *smiles*

[elanorgamgee.livejournal.com]

*temporarily disarmed by the sound of his voice (the charm not hurting, either), it does not immediately occur to her to wonder where he had heard her name before*

*returning his smile* Thank you, Curufin. The other day I was telling your son that the Shire is so rarely graced by the presence of the Noldor, so tonight we are triply honored to have your family as our guests. Will you be staying in the area for a while?

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

*picks up his glass of wine, sips, appraising her*

Very kind of you to say so. I hope you shall continue to feel that way. My plans are...uncertain at the moment. *darts a look at his father* However, I do hope to enjoy my son's company for the next few weeks.

I understand you are a guest here as well? Though newly returned, and not a stranger?

[elanorgamgee.livejournal.com]

*draws back slightly, sensing that he is studying her, but feeling strangely at ease with him nonetheless*

*raises an eyebrow and says quietly, simply* I hope I am not given reason to feel otherwise. *follows his eyes to where Fëanor is sitting, returns and fixes them on Curufin's once more; nods her understanding* I hope that you both have an enjoyable and fruitful visit.

*smiles, flattered by the interest he is showing in her; figures making a bit of small talk can't hurt and besides, it's nothing he couldn't find out about her some other way* Yes, I've recently returned after spending two years abroad. In fact, I grew up... *suddenly dawning on her how he may have known her name* next.. door.

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

*begins to relax but remains alert to any movements by his father or son, senses in her a grace not entirely hobbitish, if he can judge by so brief an acquaintance*

*raises his glass slightly toward her, with a conspiratorial smile* Indeed, let us hope. *sips* Thank you, it has been too long since we spent time together, and we have much to discuss. *is distracted for a moment, then recalls his manners*

Abroad? Fascinating. I have read but a little about the Shire folk, but I understood that travel beyond the boundaries of the Shire was...out of the ordinary. Is this not so?

[melbatook.livejournal.com]

*nods, tries not to give him a, "You should get out more" look*Things have changed since the Third Age. Folly and I backpacked to Rhun a couple years ago. Celly was out at Erebor for several years on an exchange program with the Dwarves there, and Bingo spent years out in Umbar, Harad, and Gondor before coming back home here to settle again. And Uncle Sennie has been off sailing all over, but he even did that during the Third Age.