Author's note: I do not own Witch Hunter Robin or its characters. This is for the 30 Kisses challenge using list delta. This is set after the anime. Theme 17: Elven.
All the World's a Con
Amon had chosen the hotel in London deliberately for several reasons. It was large enough to give them a reasonable amount of anonymity, and it wasn't upscale enough that people would be hovering. It wasn't a fleabag by any means either. It was also currently hosting at least two conventions. It had seemed like a very good idea at the time. Conventions meant that there would be lots of people in and out of the hotel, and they made it easier for Amon and Robin to disappear in the crowds. However, perhaps next time he would be more careful when he checked which conventions were going on.
The convention for dentists wasn't a problem. It was perfectly normal, and he and Robin didn't have any trouble with the attendees. But Amon quite honestly hadn't exactly understood what a Tolkien convention was. He had read The Lord of the Rings before, and the books had been quite good. He just hadn't realized that some of the fans were a little bit more obsessive than he had really expected. His first clue had been the costumes. A good three quarters of the convention goers seemed to be dressed up as one character or another. Amon had long since stopped trying to figure out who people were dressed up as. Some of them were obvious, and some were far less so. And he'd seen one girl kiss someone's face with her fist when they'd guessed wrong.
He and Robin had taken a peek at the marketplace the convention had sent up. Robin had been curious, and it was open to the public. They were not the only people there in street clothes, but most were in some sort of costumes. The people attending the convention were nice though. A little crazy, but nice. Robin peered around the room rather wide eyed. Especially when she realized that several of the people had pointed ears. Robin scooted a little closer to Amon.
"Amon, what's going on here?"
He shrugged slightly, not quite sure how to explain it. "How familiar are you with the works of Tolkien?"
"I've read The Hobbit. Nagira had a copy in his office."
"These people are fans of Tolkien's work. Very intense fans. This is what they do for fun."
"This is fun?"
"For some people apparently."
She had confused look on her face. Amon didn't exactly blame her. It was more than a little baffling. Still, he had to admit that at the very least if anyone came looking for him and Robin here, they would most likely be very distracted. He eyed a group of hobbits that appeared to be setting up a musical group of some sort. Perhaps it was time to do something else. The Tolkien Conference was an interesting study in excessive enthusiasm for fiction and it did make the two of them harder to notice, but it was a little bit much. He'd let anyone trying to track them deal with the Tolkien fans, and next time he'd check which conventions the hotel was hosting before he made reservations. At least it hadn't been an anime con.