October 29.

[ofthewhitecity]

[indistinct sounds, and someone picking up the D-Comm]

... Aragorn?

Legolas? Samwise?

...

... Frodo?

...

[clatter of D-Comm being dropped]

(( OOC: There won't be much, if any, of a response; not unless someone manages to convince him that they have something worthwhile to respond to. ))

Comments

[Here's hoping a familar voice gets -something-]

[drunkkareoke]

A-ah...

Faramir? What's going on?

And so it did~ Sort of.

[ofthewhitecity]

[pause and then a scraping sound]

... Madam Haku?

I am merely ... searching for some companions.

[drunkkareoke]

... okay... are you sure you're alright?

[ofthewhitecity]

Yes ... yes. Well enough.

[Sweet albit nervous voice of someone who knew Samwise?]

[hctiwknip]

D-did Mr. Samwise come back?

Somehow I doubt it.

It worked~ \o/

[ofthewhitecity]

...

Samwise Gamgee is here?

[hctiwknip]

W-was sir...he was the head cook for the Hinata and Silver Dragon Inns...I worked with him on occasion a-and he was always very kind to me.

He left last summer...sent home with a large group of Tamers. I-I'm terribly sorry.

strikes == thought.

[ofthewhitecity]

Samwise was here? By the Valar ...

I ... see. My thanks, young lady.