Encouragement

[bemerry]

I think it's very kind of you to be using me to get past your own worries and fears about me, while helping other do the same.

And, so perhaps I'm wanting to be seeing my cousin, too. There's no harm in that.

[ He makes as if to light the bowl of his pipe, but thinks better of it. There might be elves, after all, and a Brandybuck shows good manners. ]

I know that armoured guy wants you to be more focused, but if you take care, you can do both, can you not?

Be careful, mun, in any case.

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[wheeloffire]

You be sure to tell your mun that she is doing a wonderful job. She should have nothing to fear.

[ He goes to sit beside him. ] So whom were you interested in seeing again?

[tiriel]

The quickest way to fight a fear is to face it. And it seems a harmless enough venture.

[ It's a fine notion. He approves, and feels much the same as his mun on the matter. ]

My Mundane would also add that you have little to fear; though she should also learn to take to her own words of advice before offering them so casually.

[iorhael]

And it is very good of you to help you mun as you are; one can always use a kind word, no matter the day.

[elvenkind]

[ Very good manners, here comes one of those elves now. ]

You have a talent for allaying troubles, Merry. The mundanes have all agreed upon it.

YOUR FRODO! LIAR YOU SAID IT WASN'T FLAWLESS

[bemerry]

My mun doesn't believe yours, but it's frankly none of my business.

[ Merry scoots and nudges Frodo with his elbow, playfully ]

Oh, just a Baggins, I suppose. You wouldn't happen to know where one of those would be, would you, cousin?

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[bemerry]

I suppose that's true, sir.

[ There is something about Elrond that makes him want to sit a little straighter, and have proper manners. Y'know, Since he's grown out of the 'sneak awed stares at the elf' phase. ]

Mundanes seem to me silly sometimes, to be sure. So encouraging to others, and belittling of themselves. Especially when they are fantasic.

[ Like yours ]

[bemerry]

[ Except the SB's he would say, but he remembers the Scouring of the Shire, and that would be uncommonly rude, and untrue. ]

I don't know how much I'm helping, really. I've been feeling a bit talkative, and I know my mun has some more important things to be working on now that I seem to be distracting from.

I did offer to be quiet, but it isn't like she listens to me.

[bemerry]

[ Oh! Lady Arwen! Merry is glad to see you, he hasn't for a while. ]

They are very kind, Lady Arwen, but even I cannot claim such talent as you in that regard.

You have been doing well, I hope?

[elvenkind]

[ Flatterer! She hasn't seen you in a long time, how did she forget how easily a smile is prompted by such a simple, honest compliment? ]

That I have. I heard you stand high in favour and came to wish you well in kind.

[bemerry]

[ It is indeed simple and honest, but he likes the smile, too. In some ways, it is much nicer if someone smiles when you aren't even trying. Almost as though it implies an added veracity. ]

I wouldn't know of high favor, your ladyship. I'm still very much little old me. Well, I suppose not so little any more, among us hobbits.

Being taller than 'Bullroarer' Took is rather exciting.

[ He's happy, too, and very flattered by such high compliments! ]

LET ME SING YOU A SONG OF THE FLAWS THIS FRODO HAS LMAO

[wheeloffire]

Your mun sounds a lot like my mun. I'm sure the many others here will agree with me.

[ He chuckles. ] A Baggins? You mean the one that lives in Bag End?

[iorhael]

[that brings a fond smile to his face] It was rare in those days for you of all hobbits to feel un-talkative. But you always know how to help; sometimes a distraction or break is what one needs.

[elvenkind]

It is a very grand height that becomes you well. [ And she means it. ] How has 'Bullroarer' taken his fall from grace?

[bemerry]

Thank you, your ladyship.

I suppose I'll have to ask him when I meet him, Lady Arwen. He is my great, great uncle. Or something of that nature. Far before my time.

[ Hobbits are rather long-lived, for non-eleven folk, but not that long ]

And if he doesn't like it I can always blame Pip. He'd probably like him better. Closer relations and all.

[ There's a teasing smile on his face, though. He isnt quite serious. ]

[bemerry]

[ Merry takes a moment to be pensive ] Quite true, that, cousin. But there is a time limit that I fear will catch her by surprise.

Not that she doesn't have plenty of time to do it.

And I can be very un-talkative. I just make better conversation than most, so I ought to fill it.

[ His voice is very teasing and melodramatic, and he tops it off by sticking out his tounge ]

So there.

[elvenkind]

[ Ah, well. ]

Let us hope you do not make your acquaintance with him soon. [ That would be a sad day all around, Merry. :c

Her smile indulges his teasing, quietening in a conspiring manner. ]

Placing the blame on any relation usually fails, as strategies go. My brothers would agree.

[bemerry]

Indeed! The only proper Baggins, to be sure.

Would you happen to be acquainted with that particular Baggins?

[ Well, are you? ]

He's a cousin of mine, and quite silly, too. Thinking he can slip away in the night and not have his friends come along.

[bemerry]

[ There is a snort of laughter, and a conspiratoral whisper. ]

Aragorn has told me stories. Your brothers are always in so much trouble it would be impossible for anyone to believe them should they try to shunt the blame off. Worse troublemakers than any we have in the Shire.

[ Which is not true. Merry and Pippin have their inspiring moments, but he isn't about to confess to that. In words, anyways. The glint in his eyes and the suppressed laughter tell a different story. ]

[elvenkind]

[ lmao ARAGORN!! X( ]

Did our dear Strider neglect to tell of his own exploits as a boy? I well remember them, all in vivid detail.

[ Should she go on, Merry? Because Arwen's memory is fantastic and Aragorn was the naughtiest of children. ]

[genie_lady]

Hello! [Jeannie says brightly, figuring this must be another like that nice Frodo she met earlier.]

[iorhael]

A time limit, what for? In any case, you do know when to get down to business. She could not be in a more capable hobbit's hands.

I have yet to witness you being anything but talkative ( unless it is the SBs), but you do certainly make for good conversation, mo matter the subject.... Though I am afraid maturity has yet to catch up with you.

[he looks very serious , the picture for a moment of a respectable gentlehobbit, until his lips quirk]

[bemerry]

[ Do you see this eager hobbit face? This is the wibble hobbit face of all things good in the world, with pleading and happiness and puppy-eyes of cute. ]

Oh! Would you please, Lady Arwen? I'd love to hear them!

[ How can you say no to such a polite, eager, sweet hobbit? ]

[bemerry]

[ Merry's never met a big-folk quite like Jeannie before, but she seems nice and friendly. ]

Hello ma'am! How are you doing today?

[genie_lady]

[She folds her hands and gives him a formal bow, but her smile and eyes still twinkle with amusement.] Very well, young sahib. Thank you for asking.

[bemerry]

For some assignment. I'm not sure what it is, mostly because her emotions regarding it are extremely tumultuous and not entirely pleasant, with lots of "Keep Away" signs posted around that section of her head.

[ Mun has a paper that is due in three hours that is almost finished but not quite and she procrastinates like all hells. Merry has been excellently trying to divert his min back on track ]

Maturity? Says the hobbit who didn't think to ask his dear cousins if they might want to come along and make sure he doesn't end up in all sorts of trouble.

[ Not that it helped much. But it did some. At least, Merry believes it did. ]

And anyways, maturity is for hobbits who are afraid of adventure.