Library [09/05]

[furnaceface]

After last week's busy shift in the library, and a particularly active week besides, Jono was very much not in a state of mind to go above and beyond the call for the job, today. He was here, and he was attempting to shelve things when he saw things that needed to be shelved, and now and again he'd pick up a rag and try to dust.

But, well, he never got too far in any one task, because there were some very industrious helping hands hanging around, grabbing books and rags and anything else that he could get into before he could get into very much at all. And then patting him on the shoulder or the head or the ankle, wherever a disembodied hand happened to be able to reach from their particular vantage point, and pointing back toward the desk.

He would have decided that they were being condescending, if not for the fact that he was fairly inclined to just sit and do a whole lot of nothing in particular today anyhow.

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[thinkbetterofme.livejournal.com]

"Are there much problems back home?" Faramir asked, curiosity winning out. "I do not wish to pry, so if my question is rude to you, you have no obligation to answer."

Re: Talk to Jono!

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//I suppose that depends on who you ask,// Jono noted. //For me, there were a few, I suppose.//

A couple. Here and there. You know how it is.

Re: Talk to Jono!

[thinkbetterofme.livejournal.com]

Which was a rather literal answer to the question, but it said enough and he nodded. "I am sorry," he said softly. "Is it likely to change in the future?"

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Jonothon shook his head. He didn't need sympathy. He'd gotten more than his fair share of it over the past little while.

//Perhaps,// he allowed. //Th'same way any problem changes, of course. With effort.//

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[thinkbetterofme.livejournal.com]

Faramir nodded slowly and he glanced through the windows, nothing the clear blue sky. "That I am familiar with," he told him. "There is a war coming to my world. Sooner or later, but it'll come."

Re: Talk to Jono!

[furnaceface]

... And now Jonothon kind of wanted to fold Faramir up in bubble wrap and feed him cookies. Go figure.

//I can't imagine that's something yer particularly looking forward to.//

Re: Talk to Jono!

[thinkbetterofme.livejournal.com]

"No," Faramir agreed, "but such is our lot and I shall do my part. Gondor is home and much like it always has, we shall face the enemy when time comes."

There was no doubt in his words, merely acceptance. As grim as their future looked, he would not shirk away from it. He'd stand beside his brother and face whatever may come.

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There was something to that acceptance that gave Jono a completely new outlook on the situation that Faramir was coming from. He had half a mind to offer to join him in whatever war that happened to be; a knee-jerk reaction inspired by any length of time spent serving with a branch of the X-Men, he supposed.

But he wasn't made to play hero, either.

//Well, then I wish you luck,// he offered, instead.

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[thinkbetterofme.livejournal.com]

Faramir grinned at Jonothon and inclined his head in thanks. "I greatly appreciate it. I have a feeling we might be able to use it."

Re: Talk to Jono!

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See? That grin. That one right there. That pretty much required cookies and bubble wrap.

//When th'time comes, if we're both still about, I might be able to offer more than well-wishes,// Jono added, as an afterthought. //I'm hardly a warrior, mind.//

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[thinkbetterofme.livejournal.com]

"Your offer is generous nonetheless," Faramir assured him. "And I shall not forget it. Gondor could use all the aide it can."