A/N: Sorry for being so inactive. Here comes our favorite secondary Rivendell ellon!!!
Lindir sauntered past the room before backtracking and coming in.
"What are you doing, My Lords?"
"Watching these Men who look like us. Come, Lindir, join us."
The video went black before revealing a man holding a sign that read: FIGWIT lives!
He had a slight beard (which was mostly stubble) and a curly mop of brown hair.
"I am Lindir, and I play~" The man shook his head and laughed, "I am Brett MacKenzie and I play Lindir. Or as he is more commonly known...Ladies?"
"FIGWIT! 'FRODO IS GREAT WHO IS THAT?!'!!!!"
The women and girls behind him leaned forward, yelling the acronym.
"Roll the clip."
... "My Lady?"...
"FIGWIT out."
Lindir blinked, surprised at his 'mortal look-a-like' as well as the apparent 'vision' of him questioning Arwen.
Elrond chuckled, "Apparently, he made you quite popular with the women."
The video, however was not done with the section on Lindir.
"...I cannot remember my lines." Brett said while in custome.
Hugo came in, "Neither can I. You can blame Tolkien for giving Elves such a...wonderful language."
"Are you complaining our characters' culture, Hugo?"
"Don't chide me...being a Lord and father of a daughter who won't listen to you is hard."
"Well, Yes...at least we're not getting thrown around in that~"
Brett pointed and the camera and Hugo followed. A huge round tract of water was splashing white water around as the dwarves and Bilbo were riding in barrels. They laughed.
"Weren't they only on two yesterday?" Hugo asked.
"Yes. It's on eleven now."
"You won't catch me dead in that."
"Yep. Agreed."
"Want to go steal Ian's tea?"
"Is it Herbal?"
Hugo smiled slyly, "Duh!"
"Yes, then, My Lord Elrond! Let us go steal Gandalf's tea!"
They skipped away, Hugo singing: "Ooooh!! To Mithrandir's dressing room we go to take his afternoon tea, if we're lucky, he'll blame the Halfling."
