''the bones of november'', or ''a paper songbird'', or ''who only stand and wait''
THE BONES OF NOVEMBER || lord of the rings, the west wing fusion, faramir, background faramir/eowyn, ensemble
“honestly, fuck politics,” faramir said to the empty oval office.
Long-suffering Chief of Staff Faramir Húrin can’t remember the last time he ate something with more nutritional value than cold pizza. (His assistant has started sneaking multivitamins into his coffee, he knows. He’s gotten used to the taste, which is worse.) Despite President Aragorn Elessar’s sweeping electoral victory---helped in no small part by his war hero status, and what TIME called “the indelible impression of Kennedy reborn”---the result has hardly been Camelot. Instead,the Dúnedain are facing a weak midterm, as Faramir grapples with a stalled domestic agenda and Elessar’s dipping favorability ratings as he remains committed to the conflict in Arnor.
When Faramir misses visiting his father in the nursing home for the fifth week in a row, and his assistant lays the flowers at Boromir’s grave, he figures it’s time to reevaluate.
He’s never been close with most of the president’s staff---Aragorn had insisted on old army buddies, supporters in the campaign, and Faramir had never found any reason to object. Gloinson was even a good speechwriter, Faramir had to admit that much. Although he would be better if he stopped sending passive-aggressive memos to Senior Advisor Greenleaf in National Security.
Still, for the sake of his sanity, Faramir is ready to cooperate more fully with the rest of the senior staff, and maybe solve the problems of the country while they’re at it.
”Are you sure?” Deputy Director Took asks during the strategy meeting. (Pippin is one of the few hiring choices Faramir did make himself, and he thanked Eru ever goddamn day for it.) “I mean---”
“Yes,” Faramir says grimly, thinking of the looming budget deadline.
The outlook invites go out the next day.