Whistle while you work... (I couldn't resist)

[elrohir_elrondion]

Who: OPEN!
What: He's getting a little obsessed with the cleaning thing and not realizing it.
When: June 25th
Where: Amongst the shelves of the fiction section... it's really dusty you know.
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If he really stopped himself to think about it, he would remember that he disliked cleaning. Had Erestor handed him a broom back in Imladris, he would have found a way to decorate it to look like Erestor and left it in a hall to be found by one of the servants. Perhaps... just maybe, he'd done that a few times. So maybe he ended up cleaning out countless stables and working endless hours in the kitchen for his and his twin's antics.

His heart panged at the thought of his missing twin, as he gracefully climbed the shelves to wipe down the books delicately, his long ebony hair tied up in a ribbon. So... he started to sing very quietly as he moved over the shelf, careful not to miss anything. He never realized just how nice and distracting cleaning was... it honestly started to pull his thoughts away from his Ada and brother still back in Middle-Earth.

At some point he removed his armor, leaving a deep blue light tunic in its stead. The armor, though leather, just felt too heavy in that moment. A tiny voice told him he should have heeded the Librarian's words about not being alone in among the books, but the dark haired elf seemed to forget everything while working. In fact, he left his swords neatly against the bottom shelf in exchange for the bucket and rags he used to clean with.

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[filidough]

Fili's eyebrow lifted a bit, another smile pulling at his lips. "I can only imagine the sorts of trouble you were able to cause having an identical twin. It must have been a rather entertaining experience. My brother and I are not twins but we caused our fair share of chaos. It would have been far better had we been twins." Oh their poor mother. And uncle. Actually, just everyone that had lived with them in the Blue Mountains would have been in a constant state of irritated because of them and he knew it.

"Only after we have experienced the market in full, though," he mused in a matter-of-fact sort of way, smiling not faltering in the least as he started to lead the other towards where he knew the market waited for them.

"I suppose we will have to make our visits together a more common thing, then. I would hate to see any sort of melancholy on your face." Oh the sincerity that his words dripped with. He would do anything to make this elf happy.

[elrohir_elrondion]

Grinning brilliantly, he almost felt like himself as he focused on the memories of his twin. "Oh, the mischief was the best part of growing up. They all said that after a hundred years we would grow out of it..." His eyes sparked at that. "It only got more refined with age." Winking at him, he brushed closer and spoke lower as though telling a secret.

"Should my brother ever arrive, we should see if we can play at a little mischief ourselves. It might be a lot of fun actually." Now that... that request came from the heart. Elrohir missed being free. Perhaps that human blood in his veins really pushed for him to be a little less repressed than the rest of his kin.

Even still, he nodded to the mention of truly enjoying the market. "I think that would truly be best." He might have bounced with the excitement, but he did not wish to break the hold of his arm in Fili's.

"We should, indeed. I would love to meet your brother as well." Even though he tried not to linger on the thought, he smiled to himself with another warm blush over paler than even normal skin. "I hope I can return the favor in kind. You have a lovely smile." Did.. he just say that out loud?