Jul 17
//I don’t even know. This is mostly @lasthail ‘s fault.
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//I don’t even know. This is mostly @lasthail ‘s fault.
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[She's rolling a large pumpkin filled with... something... across her habitat. The gourd, of course, she grew with Song. The substance inside, however? Best not to ask.]
"Suppose we should all be thankful they invented the himburgers, but ai! What I wouldn't give for a proper deer to chase!"
//And speaking of "the rainbow is a bridge made out of a single strand of a Valië's hair and when it rains, the water that drips from it is turned all the pretty colors by magic", that's another fun fact Rossiel needs to torment Grace with.
//Thinking of the funniest thing a Rossiel who waited too long to sail might have to try to take to Valinor, and I think it'd be one of those fiberglass swan paddleboats like from a big public park.
You look out into space, and there's just a lady/part-time-large-canine sloooowly making her way across the stars in one of these fuckers:
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//OH NO
I just realized what would horrify Rossiel even more about getting waylaid on Erid while en-route to Valinor than who she'd have for a next-dome neighbor.
NO BEES.
Even if she's able to Sing up some flowers, no bees means no turning the nectar into honey which means NO HONEY-CAKES D: D: D: D: D:
//Thinking of dumb ways I could make Rossiel the problem of everyone on the biodome team (not to mention said biodome's occupant).
Like...
She gets a premonition (or possibly a message delivered Ulmo-appearing-to-Turgon style) that things are about get very fucked, and if she's going to make any attempt at sailing West, she'd better find whatever vaguely seaworthy dinghy she can and do it while there's still unfrozen water; just trust that the Straight Road can be found by any Elf willing to make the journey. With luck, she makes it off-planet easily enough.
Cut to a distressed space-elevator observatory team. There's what appears to be a vessel approaching! Its hull isn't enclosed, and its occupant isn't wearing specialized clothing! What if it suffocates? What if the 'radiation' stuff that got most of the crew of Blip-A gets it? Better intercept the poor thing. Isn't it fortunate that we've recently learned so much about caring for squishy bipedal aliens?
Cut again to an unsuspecting teacher-captain-savior-of-two-worlds who is about to gain a next-door migraine.
"Look, there's Eärendil!"