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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[bbolger-baggins.livejournal.com]

All right, while I still have you gathered, Smialmates: I need your help in moving some beds together in the guest rooms for our taller guests and to get them lots of pillows because they're bound to fight, as I'm not quite up to that task presently. If you will meet me down the hall . . . *carefully lowers himself trying not to strain his hip and shoulder tears*

[celbrandybuck.livejournal.com]

I volunteer, and I'm volunteering Melba and Folly with me. *heads down the hallway with them*

[elanorgamgee.livejournal.com]

*offers Bingo a steadying hand, saying softly* Here, let me help you down.

[bbolger-baggins.livejournal.com]

*takes her very much needed hand gratefully* Thank you, dearheart. I'm not quite as limber as I'd like yet. *leans on her as he gets his feet back on the ground again* There. *smiles fondly at her* I am getting weary.

[elanorgamgee.livejournal.com]

*smiles softly as she helps him down* You're welcome, Bingo. It's been a long day, hasn't it? *looks somewhat distracted*

[bbolger-baggins.livejournal.com]

It has been. *glances over at his Uncle* I notice Unc . . . Isengar keeping an eye on you but keeping his distance from you. What's with that anyway? Besides, I imagine, frustrating for you?

[elanorgamgee.livejournal.com]

I-- *pauses mid-sentence, finding herself still surprised by how well he knew her*

*chews lip* Yes.

*glances over at Isengar and Curufin* I mean, OK. He's folding origami for Curufin. How is that any different from--Eru, it was nothing. Curufin and I had shared a joke earlier along the lines of our toast, and the fucker winked at me and made me smile. And now I don't know if Isengar is jealous or worried or what. *exasperated sigh*

*rubs temple* I'm sorry, Bingo. You've enough on your mind already.

[bbolger-baggins.livejournal.com]

*nods* You shouldn't have to wonder, dearheart. If he can't talk with you, then it mustn't be your concern. I have no idea what my uncle has in mind. *shakes his head, and puts a reassuring hand on her shoulder* No, my mind isn't over burdened--we're just getting some guest rooms ready. And you should not worry. Leave that to others for once.

[elanorgamgee.livejournal.com]

*taks a deep breath and releases it with a heavy sigh* Yes. *places one of her hands atop his and smiles at him, grateful for the reassurance* Thank you, Bingo. I think I might need a few minutes to myself to collect my thoughts. *smiles at him fondly* Can I get you anything before I go?

[bbolger-baggins.livejournal.com]

*smiles welcome* Of course. *realises that might mean stepping outside* Dearheart, if you step outside, please don't stray far from the door. And stay well lit--in the lighted sense, I mean. I don't mean to be alarmist, except that stepping outside in the dark terrifies me completely but it's worth taking extra caution.

*shakes his head* Just alertness to keep around yourself, and don't tarry out there too long. *kisses her cheek and goes off to get fresh towels and more bedding for the guest rooms*

[elanorgamgee.livejournal.com]

*nods assent, not wishing to add to his anxiety, but fearing that she might start to go a little batty if trapped inside with the elves for much longer* I won't go far, I promise.

*considers making a joke about the mighty Fëanor slaying any potential Big Bad Beasties but thinks better of it*

*with a reassuring smile* I'll be back soon