savetheearth | Far Over The Misty Mountains Cold [closed]

Who: Killian and Fil, later to be joined by Thorir
What: So after a very odd and crazy family dinner, Killian and Fil head off to talk about what Killian remembers about Middle-earth to see if it rings any bells for Fil. Did we mention that Thorir doesn't know Fil is on the Network?
When: 2/15, evening (forward dated)
Where: Thorir's apartment

So.

That had been a Thing. It had been a good thing, but wow, Killian had not expected that. (Though really, he should have. The Ryans were just as crazy.) He still doesn't know who all had been at the table beyond the twins, Mardis, and obviously Fil and Thorir but they were a good family.

He thinks he could eventually get used to being related to them. Even if the twins were calling him "uncle".

But dinner's done now and he follows Fil into the other's bedroom. He feels a bit bad, talking about this right under Thorir's nose when their uncle doesn't even know about Fil's numbers but, well, that's Fil's place. Once the door's shut, Killian flops down on the floor.

"So, where do you want me to start?"

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He'll lean over, pick up the paper and look at the runestone, a glance at the bracelet. Trying to match sounds and runes, trying to remember which muchbe which-

and then he blinks, and with a moment of vertigo it is just there.

"I have it now."

At least the pulses make learning things easier. "I wonder what the language to go with it was like."

"I've been researching it with Doctor Percell. It's slow going because ancient languages is NOT my strong suit because he seems to be having fun.
I'm hoping we'll get the spoken language soon." Fil said cheerfully. Things like languages and family, he could accept as parts of his past life rather than disturbing memories about dying.

"Since I seem to be the first one to get the pulses like that, I'll just keep being me and see what happens." He snorts. "At least I'm not alone in this anymore. Makes things easier." And less miserable.

"I'm sure he does. He likes bookish research like that." Thorir has always preferred more hands on things, but on the other hand they have always complemented each other nicely that way. "And if we tell each other what we find, it should go a lot quicker, yes."

"We should just pass the notebook around and write everything done. Or keep an online database somewhere if we can get it to be secure, though I have no idea how to do that." Fil added, gesturing to the notebook in Killian's hands.

Killian finishes writing down what he knows and what they've talked about before handing it over to Thorir. "This is probably safest. If we have to, we can always write it in Dwarvish. We'd be the only ones who know what it says."

"If we want to include others from that world as well, we will need to use English." Eliot would probably learn Dwarven runes in a heartbeat, but he's not so sure about Gabriel. Though. He could be taught.

Or they could learn Elvish.

He's considering that anyway, to counter the things that he assumes about Thorin and elves. Because Eliot and Gabriel are among his best friends and he will not risk losing them to pulses.

"Or learn them Dwarvish, or learn Elven from them." Though the first feels like he'd really, really rather not. The notebook definitely sounds good, though.

"So many languages...so little time." Fil commented lightly.

"Or maybe you could suggest they start a notebook of their own and we can just trade off on it once every so often." He suggested. Keeping the information online would be easier for sharing, but he still wasn't sure how secure it could be kept.

"You guys get to figure that one out," Killian decides after hearing their ideas. "I'm just doing this because I'm forgetting stuff. There's a reason I haven't looked into college, okay? This is so not my strong suit." At all.

"We'll see what works out." And then, to Killian, because... he won't push it, but. "You aren't planning on looking into it?"

Fil's going to keep his mouth shut on this one. It's not his place to push, even if he thinks college is a good idea. He enjoyed his time in college and thought Killian would too, hard work and all.

He shrugs. "Nope. Why? Even before all this Network bullshit, what on earth would I do with a degree and fifty thousand bucks of student debt? Die in debt, that's what." Killian tenses up a bit, expecting a fight now that he's said that. He knows a lot of the older generation doesn't like that logic but...well, that's his reason and he doesn't see that changing anytime soon.

"Depending on your plans, it might do a lot, and the tuition fees could be figured out at last to a good part. But it is your decision." He knows how insane the fees are right now, with children on both sides of that age mark. And between the family having money when it comes to things that they deem worth them and scholarships being a lot more plentiful when you know where to look... They have and will work it out, all of them, and at the very least the second one could totally be used for Killian as well. But he won't push it; not this early on, and not with Filbert around.

Getting up, he nods at the door. "I'll leave you two to yourselves. Jón wanted to show me something." And then he'll probably call it a night. So much things have happened...

Fil's own fees were paid by a combination of scholarship, a part-time job and the family helping out. He was one of the lucky ones, he knew. Some of his classmates had a hefty debt by the time they were done.

"Good night, Uncle." Fil said, getting to his feet as well. He was feeling a bit tired himself; this evening had been an emotional rollercoaster with the echoes and family business all mixed in.

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