Telepathy impacts
Who : Celebrimbor, Pandora
What : After Aredhel and Celegorm’s wedding, Pan and Cele discuss the confrontation with Galadriel.
When : March 1st 2009
Rating : PG-13 for kisses
Pandora : *Assuming the reception is over, Pandora is quite close to a boyfriend, and knots her hand in his* They're gone, I think we can leave too....
Celebrimbor : *he squeezes her hand and kisses her cheek lightly* I think you're right. Lets go.
Pandora : *nods, then* Home? *softly*
Celebrimbor : *nods* Home. *away from all the awkward making people*
Pandora : *yes, absolutely* Lead the way, then. *molded to him, really*
Celebrimbor : *wraps an arm around her and does, not saying much on the way back unless she does*
Pandora : *she won't either, insulting Galadriel thoughts and sad Celegorm have brought her down quite a bit, though she's trying not to show it*
Celebrimbor : *lets them into their rooms then, and can't quite surpress a relieved sigh as he closes the door behind them*
Pandora : *goes to her room to put her shawl back onto the hanger, and goes to plop on the sofa* What a night!
Celebrimbor : *goes to sit by her and kind of sprawls* Yeah.
Pandora : *snuggles* are you alright?
Celebrimbor : *sigh* Yeah, I'm fine.
Pandora : *liar* Hmmmmmm?
Celebrimbor : *isn't lying /that/ much...* I am.
Pandora : Alright. *is not going to think about the corpse-related insults* Your cousin hates me.
Pandora : *that went well*
Celebrimbor : *sighs* I thought that might happen.
Pandora : *sighs too* It has nothing to do with you. *quietly*
Celebrimbor : Yes it does. At least partially.
Pandora : *shakes her head* Not at all. I think she would hate me even if I were not yours.
Celebrimbor : Yes, but because you were with me, it only makes things worse.
Pandora : *tilts her head to the side* Why do you think that?
Celebrimbor : Because...I loved her, for a long time. All I wanted was her approval. Nothing more, I knew she loved Celeborn, but she wouldn't even give me that. If she had maybe... *stops* After she came here she told me that the only thing that had kept her from returning my feelings was her duty to her husband. We argued, I yelled at her...we haven't really spoken since. And now I have you and...I don't think it sits well with her.
Pandora : *makes a thoughtful sound, for a bit* perhaps. *softly* It sounds like a complicated story. You still care what she thinks, though, don't you? *not really a question, he did say as much, in a way*
Celebrimbor : Hundreds of years are hard to put aside entirely. And whatever else has happened between us, she is still a cousin.
Pandora : Of course. *softly* Perhaps you should try to talk to her, then. *looks at him* I saw in her mind.
Celebrimbor : ...What did you see?
Pandora : *touches his face, a little, softly* She truly does not hate you, Carus. She hates herself.
Celebrimbor : ....I know. I know that she doesn't hate me. But I was so angry at her...and I'm afraid that she hates you just because you are with me.
Pandora : *smiles, a little* No, she does not. She hates me because of this.
Celebrimbor : Because of what?
Pandora : *an intellingent smile* I don't suppose your family found it easy at first, to be around her, did they?
Celebrimbor : *gives her a little confused look* I don't know, I...haven't talked about her with anyone, really. I know she and Tyelkormo have become good friends, and of course Finrod has been glad to have her here...
Pandora : You are all used to what she is - to what I am. But she is not used to being faced with another telepath.
Celebrimbor : ...I'm not sure I follow. Did you see something...that she didn't want known? What was it?
Pandora : *a bit of a smile* I really have to tell you, Carus? I think you know it already.
Celebrimbor : *sighs* I just don't understand her. I never have. I don't think that I ever will.
Pandora : *moves to nuzzle him, a little* It's alright. I don't think she quite understands herself, truly. And she hates me for knowing all this about her, me, the undead stranger who is loved by you.
Celebrimbor : *leans into it, wrapping his arms more closely around her* It doesn't matter. My uncles who have met you like you, Finrod likes you, if it bothers her she can just stay away.
Pandora : *nods against his skin* Oh, she will, and I will. *kisses his neck, softly* But if one day you can find it in you to talk to her, do so. You need to be free of this. Of her. *another kiss* I love you.
Celebrimbor : *another sigh, but this one more comfortable, happier* I love you too. *doesn't say anything about talking to Galie, because he really doesn't want to. on the other hand, the eventual confrontation could be veeery interesting.*
Pandora : *typist and puppet interest usually does not coincide* *just kisses his skin again, tenderly, and nuzzles, taking in his sweet, strong scent*
What : After Aredhel and Celegorm’s wedding, Pan and Cele discuss the confrontation with Galadriel.
When : March 1st 2009
Rating : PG-13 for kisses
Pandora : *Assuming the reception is over, Pandora is quite close to a boyfriend, and knots her hand in his* They're gone, I think we can leave too....
Celebrimbor : *he squeezes her hand and kisses her cheek lightly* I think you're right. Lets go.
Pandora : *nods, then* Home? *softly*
Celebrimbor : *nods* Home. *away from all the awkward making people*
Pandora : *yes, absolutely* Lead the way, then. *molded to him, really*
Celebrimbor : *wraps an arm around her and does, not saying much on the way back unless she does*
Pandora : *she won't either, insulting Galadriel thoughts and sad Celegorm have brought her down quite a bit, though she's trying not to show it*
Celebrimbor : *lets them into their rooms then, and can't quite surpress a relieved sigh as he closes the door behind them*
Pandora : *goes to her room to put her shawl back onto the hanger, and goes to plop on the sofa* What a night!
Celebrimbor : *goes to sit by her and kind of sprawls* Yeah.
Pandora : *snuggles* are you alright?
Celebrimbor : *sigh* Yeah, I'm fine.
Pandora : *liar* Hmmmmmm?
Celebrimbor : *isn't lying /that/ much...* I am.
Pandora : Alright. *is not going to think about the corpse-related insults* Your cousin hates me.
Pandora : *that went well*
Celebrimbor : *sighs* I thought that might happen.
Pandora : *sighs too* It has nothing to do with you. *quietly*
Celebrimbor : Yes it does. At least partially.
Pandora : *shakes her head* Not at all. I think she would hate me even if I were not yours.
Celebrimbor : Yes, but because you were with me, it only makes things worse.
Pandora : *tilts her head to the side* Why do you think that?
Celebrimbor : Because...I loved her, for a long time. All I wanted was her approval. Nothing more, I knew she loved Celeborn, but she wouldn't even give me that. If she had maybe... *stops* After she came here she told me that the only thing that had kept her from returning my feelings was her duty to her husband. We argued, I yelled at her...we haven't really spoken since. And now I have you and...I don't think it sits well with her.
Pandora : *makes a thoughtful sound, for a bit* perhaps. *softly* It sounds like a complicated story. You still care what she thinks, though, don't you? *not really a question, he did say as much, in a way*
Celebrimbor : Hundreds of years are hard to put aside entirely. And whatever else has happened between us, she is still a cousin.
Pandora : Of course. *softly* Perhaps you should try to talk to her, then. *looks at him* I saw in her mind.
Celebrimbor : ...What did you see?
Pandora : *touches his face, a little, softly* She truly does not hate you, Carus. She hates herself.
Celebrimbor : ....I know. I know that she doesn't hate me. But I was so angry at her...and I'm afraid that she hates you just because you are with me.
Pandora : *smiles, a little* No, she does not. She hates me because of this.
Celebrimbor : Because of what?
Pandora : *an intellingent smile* I don't suppose your family found it easy at first, to be around her, did they?
Celebrimbor : *gives her a little confused look* I don't know, I...haven't talked about her with anyone, really. I know she and Tyelkormo have become good friends, and of course Finrod has been glad to have her here...
Pandora : You are all used to what she is - to what I am. But she is not used to being faced with another telepath.
Celebrimbor : ...I'm not sure I follow. Did you see something...that she didn't want known? What was it?
Pandora : *a bit of a smile* I really have to tell you, Carus? I think you know it already.
Celebrimbor : *sighs* I just don't understand her. I never have. I don't think that I ever will.
Pandora : *moves to nuzzle him, a little* It's alright. I don't think she quite understands herself, truly. And she hates me for knowing all this about her, me, the undead stranger who is loved by you.
Celebrimbor : *leans into it, wrapping his arms more closely around her* It doesn't matter. My uncles who have met you like you, Finrod likes you, if it bothers her she can just stay away.
Pandora : *nods against his skin* Oh, she will, and I will. *kisses his neck, softly* But if one day you can find it in you to talk to her, do so. You need to be free of this. Of her. *another kiss* I love you.
Celebrimbor : *another sigh, but this one more comfortable, happier* I love you too. *doesn't say anything about talking to Galie, because he really doesn't want to. on the other hand, the eventual confrontation could be veeery interesting.*
Pandora : *typist and puppet interest usually does not coincide* *just kisses his skin again, tenderly, and nuzzles, taking in his sweet, strong scent*