paradisa | Tadchaen-a-Min (Forward dated to sometime that is obscenely early in the morning)

[Someone is paying the price of room redecorating/expanding via wishing. And is stubbornly sitting at her desk, attempting to continue working despite her misery. It also happens to be the first time she has ever been sick- elf immunity, you know.]

[Filtered from first gens, their allies, or anyone who would pass information on to them]

I find it curious that there has been so little discussion regarding what was discovered in that alternate realm not long ago. Mayhaps many do not wish to dwell on it. Such an attitude is more than understandable and yet I think it important to—

[There’s some rustling as she cuts herself off and reaches for a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from her brow. How is she sweating when she has chills? She’s exhausted, sweating, freezing, and generally feeling miserable. And she certainly sounds it when she speaks again.]

Forgive me, I seem to be somewhat unwell. [A pause as she gathers herself enough to continue.]

I also wish to enquire about an upcoming expedition. I believe I have heard it mentioned, but there is precious little information about.

[There’s some more rustling as she shifts restlessly in her seat and then the journal catches her muttering to herself:] I do not know how mortals endure this.

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I imagine it is a delicate matter. [She doesn't envy you.]

[If you could see him right now he would be giving you such a look Galadriel. As that? That's an understatement.]

She's lacking certain, information now. [And not just about his feelings.] I haven't the faintest idea as to how to handle it either.

[Aren't you used to her understatements by now?]

You speak of her future? I would tell her nothing without first asking her if she desires to know of it. Knowledge of what is to come may be a perilous thing.

[Yes, yes he is.]

Indeed, that I know well. And, how do I explain myself to her? Her future at home is difficult enough to avoid discussion. [And he's a bit more obvious a thing to you know, talk about.]

I may only advise honesty. There is little you may say to soften the shock, I fear.

It never does, does it? [Ugh he hates his life right now.] Is it safe to assume you have informed her I'm here?

[He knows you Galadriel.]

I believe she has a right to know of what allies she has. [That would be a "yes."]

[And you know, a pause...] Has she heard from Nikola, do you know?

[James no stop, don't get jealous.]

I do not know. I told her of his presence her as well. Beyond that I cannot say.

If his silence on the matter is anything to go by, I am going to assume he has not. Nor have I heard from him recently either. [Yes he's worried.]

Do not ask me to see that he is well, I beg you. I am in poor enough humor as it is.

No, I'll ask his new roommate about him, I know how you two are. And he wouldn't take your, ailment quite so well.

I suspected as much. [If James is laughing, Nikola would laugh far more.]

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