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WHO: Anyone who wants to come!
WHAT: Cyril plans a surprise party for Sam and Kirk
WHEN: This Saturday
WHERE: Sam and Kirk's home
NOTES: This is the party Cyril started planning here. I'm going to include two header comments for prep before the party, and for Kirk and Sam to come home so everyone can enjoy the 'Surprise!' moment, otherwise, please treat this like a normal mingle post, put in your characters enjoying the party and tag around!

Cyril was pleased with how many had wanted to help with this party. Christine had offered to distract both Kirk and Sam. Adasse had put together some tasty potatoes. Korrin had arrived to help arrange furniture to use the space better for a crowd and had brought spiced wine and sweets. Anders had helped with decorations.

They had done well, even with the food shortage, and the house smelled inviting thanks the the work of everyone coming together.

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He shakes his head slowly.

"Well, I suppose if you're all happy...." He says dubiously. "It just seems very strange, to me."

Cyril shrugs at that. "I admit that most seem a little confused by it, but it works for us."

Then, after a moment, he offers a small smile. "At least we're not doing it behind each other's backs?"

Elros blinks, and then snorts laughter.

"Hah! Good point. There is that! Well I suppose, it's not my business, even if I really don't see how it would work - clearly, it works for you."

He nods. "Honestly, I don't think any other way would work for me. I'm really lucky to have found someone who understands that." He doesn't really understand how people do monogamy.

Where Elros is from a culture where sex = soul bond = marriage for life.

"I think we're very different in that regard, as I really can't see how multiple partners would work!"

Cyril chuckles a bit. "That is one of the joys of interacting with those from other worlds, hm? We can see different view points."

Then, after a moment, "Thranduil explained a bit about how bonding worked in your culture to me before... Uh, assuming you are from his same realm? You look the part, but I shouldn't assume."

Elros grins wryly.

"I suppose I can't really deny the family resemblance. But we are... uh... the relation is rather distant, but "Cousins" is close enough. I believe we share a common... great-grandparent?"

Cyril smiles at that, pleased that he had guessed right.

"Well, my point was that Thranduil explained to me some time ago that marriage and love are a soul bonding for your people. That once you are with someone you are with them, for eternity. I..." He trails off, and looks off into the direction where Sam is. "I can't imagine what that might be like, but then there is so much I can't imagine when it comes to what it is like to be one of your people. Maybe once upon a time we were as you are, but that was lost, along with so much else."

He feels that sense of loss deep in his bones sometimes. It had been overwhelming for a long while whenever he spoke with Thranduil or Galadriel - and it had taken him a long time to get over the awe of being near them.

He doesn't want to bring down the mood too much though so he looks over at Elros and smiles slyly. "Though perhaps we were not nearly as tall." He is rather small and short himself, and all of the elves from their realm seem so tall and regal. He'd need massive platforms to even match that.

Elros shrugs.

"Well, I don't know if that will apply to me, any longer." He says thoughtfully. "Since I chose otherwise. But yes, I have been told it is... something very special. Risky, in war, but useful too. Bonded pairs are deadly on the battlefield, but kill one and the other might well follow. Maglor and Maedhros used to always try and keep them in separate units, if they could. Cousin Gil-Galad does too."

He smiles wryly at Cyril. "I don't think you're any less. Just different, that's all. But the height, it's not always that great you know! Especially on a ship."

All the knocking into sails OW

As Elros describes the bonded pairs, Cyril can imagine the benefits and downfalls easily enough. He is curious about the names that Elros mentions, but he doesn't ask just yet.

Instead, he focuses on the mental image of being that tall on a ship.

"I can only imagine. For my part, I have to worry about people stepping on me."

"I learnt to duck very quickly." Elros agrees, wryly.

"Hah! You aren't that short. Fairly average, I would have thought!"

Cyril chuckles a bit. "Perhaps I just spend my time around people who are much taller than I."

Elros laughs. "You should take them all out sailing and laugh as the sail swats them."

Cyril finds that he really likes the sound of Elros's laughter.

"Oh no, I've done enough sailing. I'd almost be happy to never have to do it again."

"Ah a landlubber." Elros sighs in mock disappointment.

"You're missing out on the opportunity to laugh!"

He chuckles. "I'm almost certain I can find ways to laugh here."

"But none involving people walking into low beams?"

"Why would I do that, when I could walk into beautiful elves instead?"

Elros laughs.

"Sorry to disappoint, but although I know I look a lot like my elven kin, but you've run into a tall human, here."

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