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[Traveling alone was much harder than Kili had anticipated.
He'd packed everything he'd needed in the dead of night, so perhaps a lot of the trouble was there. Things with Fili weren't...going well, and he just needed to go. Maybe some time apart would help, and Kili was anxious to prove himself anyway.
It takes longer than he'd expected to find Thorin. He'd known at least where his uncle was headed, having maybe listened in on a conversation Thorin had with Dis. But the first village he found was devoid of any familiar dwarves, though he did find someone who pointed him in the right direction.
By the time he staggers into the right town, he's tired and hungry and footsore. Men make him nervous, and he eyes them uneasily, one hand tight around his sword hilt as he wandered through the village.
It's luck that takes him past the forge, and his eyes seek out a familiar face, searching, until finally he catches sight of Thorin, beating hot metal into place.]
Thorin! [Heedless now of his blistered feet and exhaustion, a smile splits the young dwarf's face and he dashes to greet him.]
He'd packed everything he'd needed in the dead of night, so perhaps a lot of the trouble was there. Things with Fili weren't...going well, and he just needed to go. Maybe some time apart would help, and Kili was anxious to prove himself anyway.
It takes longer than he'd expected to find Thorin. He'd known at least where his uncle was headed, having maybe listened in on a conversation Thorin had with Dis. But the first village he found was devoid of any familiar dwarves, though he did find someone who pointed him in the right direction.
By the time he staggers into the right town, he's tired and hungry and footsore. Men make him nervous, and he eyes them uneasily, one hand tight around his sword hilt as he wandered through the village.
It's luck that takes him past the forge, and his eyes seek out a familiar face, searching, until finally he catches sight of Thorin, beating hot metal into place.]
Thorin! [Heedless now of his blistered feet and exhaustion, a smile splits the young dwarf's face and he dashes to greet him.]
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[Oh come on, Thorin. Kili doesn't accomplish big things on his own very often.]
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Maybe.
... one and a half.
[See now he's teasing you.]
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I was being serious, Thorin!
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[Some what. It's good to hear the lad laugh and he can't help as his own smile grows from it.]
One warg is fair enough, hm? To make up for lessening your heroic deeds, we can leave in a few hours time. If you can manage to ride on a pony?" Sharing a pony together would be good family bonding time. And perhaps he wanted to leave sooner than later knowing some human was having eyes on his nephew, plus leaving town seemed to lift Kili's spirits.
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ajldfja lol as I go from using brackets to not using them whoops
I meant more are you well enough to ride?
[Don't be cheeky you.]
you have a special kind of talent
I don't see how a few blisters are going to stop me. I'll be fine, Uncle.
I do. Sadly it's nothing that will get me ahead in life lol
Then we will leave within the next couple hours. I must pack and purchase some supplies. Rest in the comfort of a warm bed while you can, we will soon be on the road.
[And he does pack up, eventually leaving the inn to go buy supplies as he'd said, leaving Kili in the room alone.]
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He opens his mouth to argue, but Thorin has a point.]
Oh...alright, fine.
[When Thorin leaves, Kili huffs. He'll just...go back to sleep, then.]
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His nephew is either resting his eyes or sleeping when he returns and he'll lean over the bed a bit to shake him gently.]
Come, Kili, time to head out.
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Already?
[He yawns and sits up, leaning into Thorin and wrapping his arms loosely around his neck.]
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It reminds him of Frerin.
He'll bring an arm up behind Kili's back, hand coming up to muse that already messy hair. Something he seemed fond of doing as it were.]
Aye, unless you are not ready? Though if you must sleep, you can always doze while we ride.
[Thorin wouldn't let him fall off the pony.]
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I'll be fine. [He yawns again, rubbing at his face. He slides to the edge of the bed, bandaged feet dangling over the side.]
Let's go.
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Head outside, I'll be there as soon as I settle things with the innkeeper.
[He'll turn in his key and let them know he'll be leaving. Thank them for their usual hospitality and all that.]
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Alright.
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Hold on tight.
[He warns and gives the pony a nudge to get it going. He sets a steady but quick pace at first, just wanting to get them out of town and on their way. They travel for some hours before Thorin calls for a break. Tying the pony to a nearby tree he'll let Kili get down first before hopping down after him. They can eat a little, stretch their legs a bit. Thorin is of course on guard even as they do, always wary of anything that could attack.]
... so how are your feet treating you?
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He dozes for a good part of the ride, his face pressed lightly against Thorin's back. He's not quite sure why he's so tired, but he takes what little sleep he can, knowing Thorin will wake him if anything's wrong.
When he isn't sleeping, Kili's abnormally quiet, his thoughts back home with Fili. His brother has most certainly noticed his absence by now. Kili wonders what he's doing right now. Is Fili angry with him? Kili wouldn't blame him. He shouldn't have run off like he did, but at least with Thorin he's safe.
The break is appreciated, and Kili winces just slightly as he slides off the pony. He yawns and stretches out, stumbling and catching himself on a nearby tree.]
They hurt. [Kili's reply is honest.] But I'm holding up alright.
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Still, he will beckon Kili to come sit with him on a log. There is just enough room for the both of them as half of it has decomposed into the earth.]
Before we rest for the night we will put more ointment on your feet. They shall heal, eventually, we must be diligent and take care of them.
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It's just a few blisters, uncle. I'm alright.
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Kili was so much like him, such a high energy brat, always getting into trouble even when he didn't mean to. Overly affectionate. More than happy to shut Thorin up, as Thorin had a way of talking too much at times. Thorin has to stop himself from kissing the palm of Kili's hand, as more than once he'd shared such affection with Frerin... but as much as his youngest nephew reminded him of his brother, he was not. Still, once he's removed that dirty palm from his mouth, the older dwarf will wrap his arm around Kili's middle, turning his head so he can nuzzle his face into his mop of hair.]
Stubborn, lad.
[He mutters, affection obvious in his tone.]
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Kili doesn't remember his father. He was so small when his father died defending their people. Thorin had stepped in to help raise the boys, and he's the only father that Kili has ever known. Not only does he love Thorin fiercely, but Kili admires him more than anyone else. Thorin is his hero.]
I wish you were home more, Uncle. I missed you.
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I do not enjoy being away, but I have a responsibility to our people. To your brother and you. Your mother. I do this for all of us, Kili.
[But he does wish he could be home more often, there were times he'd left and come back and the boys had grown what seemed so much. Seventy plus years had gone by so quick and both boys were now nearing adulthood, though they would forever be just boys in his eyes.]
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