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Allyria
She felt strangely at ease for the first time in a long time as they walked back to Beorn's house. Thorin was a good companion if he wanted to, and she was greatly surprised when he asked her to join him in his walk. It's not a walk, if we're just going back to the bear man's house. She had won the bet, well, sort of, considering he pulled her down after she had won. She enjoyed their match, truly, and admiringly respected Thorin for his physical skills, sparring wise.
" I'm sorry for pulling you down." Thorin calmly stated as they walked slowly across the yard.
" Why?" She asked, confused by the sudden apology.
" I took it that you're mad at me because of it." He answered, seemingly at ease as well.
" Again, why?" Now she was confused. He thought I'm mad at him because he pulled me down? How much of a wuss does he thinks I am?
" You have been very quite." That was an observation. Now I can't be quite?
" Can I not be quite?" She asked slyly.
" I just thought-" He began, but quickly brushed off, " Never mind."
They continued to walk in silence again, but this time the companionable silence was gone. She admitted that she had spend more time looking and observing Thorin Oakenshield more than what she usually would have. I've seen attractive men, and he can't hold a candle to them. It's probably because of my imbalance hormones, but I'm not pregnant. That I'm sure of.
" Green is my favorite color." Well, from 520 to 570 nanometer anyway. She said, attempting to break the silence.
" What is it that you want?" The eternal ass was back, and she rolled her eyes at his statement.
" Well, according to Margaery, in order to consolidate a friendship, one must know something about the other person, only then that they will be consider as friends." She answered, quoting Marg's exact words.
" What makes you think that we're friends?" He asked, his eyes smoldered.
" Are we not? Would you prefer otherwise? Because that's fine with me. I don't like to invest my time into something that will be fruitless in the end." She shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly.
" I did not know that you are interested to form a friendship with me." He stated. Their walking pace was much slower now, but she took no notice of it.
" Margaery lectured me otherwise. She believes that it will be beneficial to the two of us, since we're bitter all the time, especially around each other." She answered bluntly.
" I don't think I am bitter." Thorin stated, obliviously to his tendency.
" Yeah, and I don't think I'm average." She scoffed and earned herself a glare from Thorin. "That was a joke. I don't think I'm average, I'm well above the qualifications."
" What benefits does Margaery thinks we will gain from this?" Thorin asked, and stopped walking. The sudden stop surprised her, but she acted along.
" Our team work will be more efficient as well as the comfortableness that will evenly spread out throughout the Company." That and she also wants me to go to bed with you.
" Are you comfortable in my presence?" Thorin asked, folding his hands across his chest.
" I'm not uncomfortable in your a matter of fact, no one can make me feel uncomfortable." She stated confidently.
" You don't have any modesty do you?" Thorin asked with a hint of amusement in his eyes, but his face remained firm and serious.
" Modesty is overrated. Why be modest when you can be bold and fearless?" She replied with a smirk. Thorin looked at her, observing her every movement, judging her with his gaze. She felt strange under his gaze, oddly so she was fine with being looked at, especially if Thorin was the one who was looking. I'm getting to comfortable with this ass.
" Blue." Thorin said after a few minutes of silence. She blinked, confused at his answer, before realization hit her.
" Oh! Blue is your favorite color?" She asked, hitting herself mentally for her stupidity. It's so obvious. I should have known. Should have known.
" Stop asking and start listening." He scolded, and she felt an urge to hit him.
" At least I'm not the one who got his ass kicked by a member of the opposite sex." She declared with a winning smirk. She knew she had hit the jackpot by the look on Thorin's face. Calling me Marg is the biggest mistake you will ever made, you stupid ass.
" A gentleman knows better." He poetically quoted and she found herself wanting to puke right there and then.
" If you're a gentleman then I am a first class lady." She retorted back.
" Margaery will finally weep tears of joy." He stated, his tone serious yet she saw the playfulness in his eyes.
She let out a giggle then, unable to hide her sudden joy and happiness.
" She'd bawled her eyes out the day I turn into a lady and you a gentleman." She laughed, loud and clear for all the hear. Thorin only chuckled and resumed his walk. She soon joined him, but she couldn't stop herself from laughing. This ass can be funny if he wants to. He should win an Oscar just for being a pain in the ass.
" I really like this friendship thing." She commented after she managed to control her laughter.
" Don't glorify it." He remarked, the seriousness finally returned.
" You should be happy that we're friends. Margaery would be overjoyed to hear about this glorious, magnificent news. The pain in the ass and the kick ass CIA agent are finally friends!" She exclaimed sarcastically.
" Your sense of humor are exceedingly dry." Thorin replied.
" Better than no sense of humor." She answered, taking a jab at him. He shot her a glare and she winked at him, knowing that it will irked him to no ends. The house came into view a few seconds later, and they were back to being Thorin Oakenshield and Allyria Parker. They stopped in front of the house, both hesitated to go in and make their presence known.
" I'm very hungry right now." She stated and her stomach started to growl.
" Go eat something then." Thorin eyed the wooden door, and she nodded.
" Talk to you later." She walked to the porch and reached for the door. She was about to go in, reading to eat up all the honey biscuits that were waiting for her inside the kitchen, but something stopped her. Oh, screw it! Who gives a crap anyway?
" Wait here." She ordered and ran inside the house. A few dwarves remained in the kitchen, quietly chatting amongst themselves, they greeted her when she entered but she made to attempt to stop and hold a conversation. She quickly grabbed three honey biscuits and ran back outside, where Thorin was waiting for her.
" Sorry about that. Biscuits?" She offered her food to him, but he curtly refused.
" Why don't you eat inside?" He asked, eyeing her breads.
" I've decided that I enjoy your company the most out of the entire Company. Well, other than Bilbo, Nori, Ori, Dori, and Gandalf anyway." She shrugged and took a bite of her biscuit. " Make no mistake that this is purely platonic."
" I wasn't going to think otherwise, Allyria."
" So, where are we going?" She asked, chewing on her beloved breakfast.
" We?" Thorin asked, apparently surprised at her question.
" Yes, we. I say to consolidate our friendship, we take a mini road trip around this land."
" You are very eager to consolidate, Miss Allyria." Thorin stated amusingly.
" Better than consummate." She winked and ignored the consequences of her choice of words. If you don't let it go, I will put a bullet between your eyes.That she left unsaid.
" Have you notice something strange about our host?" Thorin switched the topic to save her from further embarrassment. Well, for him anyway.
" Other than the fact that he is a giant ass bear in another form, no. Although, he's not the best host in my opinion, considering that he is barely here." She answered bluntly, taking a bite out of her second biscuit.
" I have yet to see him this morning." Thorin stated as they walked around the house.
" Strange for a host to leave his guests unattended. Margaery would not be pleased." She mused, finishing up her biscuit and started on her last one.
" She seemed fine to be this morning."
" Don't let her pretty little face fool you."
" I don't get fooled easily." Thorin stated.
" Takes a fool to know a fool, my friend." She replied cheekily.
" I've lost count on how many times you have called me a fool."
" That because you are a fool. Well, I supposed you're adequately intelligent, but a fool nevertheless." She was not afraid to speak her mind.
" For someone who is under my protection, you have no control over your thoughts, thoughts that can insult the said protector."
" That's because the said protector is none other than me. Nobody protects me, Thorin. Nobody." She answered bluntly, not afraid of speaking her mind. " Call me a weakling one more time, and you can kiss your chance of having an heir goodbye, understood?"
" I don't need an heir." He stated, serious and all.
" Fili and Kili are adequate enough to succeed you, but why pick adequate when you can go for superior?" She asked.
" My nephews are not adequate, Allyria."
" You made it sound otherwise when you were scolding them. Something about them not knowing anything about the world." She backed herself up with evidence.
" That doesn't make them adequate."
" But it certainly doesn't make them superior either." She quipped. " I'm just saying, your advisors will want you to pop out babies once you get your throne back, if you managed to take it back of course."
" You have a talent for underestimating people." Thorin remarked coldly.
" I have a talent for seeing what's underneath all the bull shit." She answered without a thought.
" I beg your pardon?"
" You probably have emotional insecurities judging from your constant brooding and demeaning personality, you are very insecure and always in doubt of your abilities. You are afraid of failure and success. You want to be free yet you are forever bounded with your kingly duties and responsibilities to your people. Am I right?" She analyzed him freely and without restraint.
" I am not insecure." Was Thorin's response, but from the look of it, she knew she nailed him right there with her accurate analysis.
" But you're not confident in your abilities whatsoever. There's no use denying it, Thorin." She shrugged casually as they walked further away from the house, carelessly exploring whatever they want as long as they can continue their conversation.
" What about you?" Thorin asked, his voice dangerously low. Someone's a cry baby.
" I'm emotionally detached and pretty much fucked up according to Marg and Doctor Wilson." She answered cooly, not caring how her message conveyed.
" Doctor Wilson?"
" It's part of my job. Twice a month for thirty minutes, Sara will try to use her psychology crap on me. It's quite ironic how someone who is divorced two times and is currently pregnant with a one-night stand's baby is the one giving me advice on how to live my life to the fullest." She mused on her psychologist Sara. For all that she hated about this journey, she was exceptionally glad that she will, potentially, not see her psychologist again for months.
" One night stand?" Thorin asked beside her.
" It's a fling. You sleep with a random stranger and let the past be the past the next morning." She explained, " I've never tried it myself, but I'm sure you have had your shares of experience."
" Enough, Allyria." Thorin ordered, apparently uncomfortable that she brought up the topic.
" You asked, I answered." She replied, " Besides it's not like you have never been with a woman. Even though, Ori said that dwarves women are rare in your culture, but that doesn't mean there are none. I'm positively sure you have had your sexual adventures in your youth."
" Allyria." Thorin hissed and stopped on his tracks. She, being herself, saw no reason why they can't discuss their lives with one another. After all, that was part of being friends.
" Thorin." She said, " We're adults here. There's no need to be shy and reserved. Let it out, I'm sure it will help you dealing with your emotional insecurities. Speaking of insecurities, I'm sensing some kind of protection on your part. Have you had your heart broken before?" She felt very comfortable as they stood there, with him glaring at her with all his might. While she, well, relaxed and waited for the answer.
" Don't." Thorin replied coldly and resumed their walk. She stood there, speechless for a moment before running after him.
" If Sara was here, she'd say that you are emotionally fucked up and, quite possibly, detached." She continued her analysis of him.
" This Sara have no business with me." Thorin said annoyingly.
" Well, if she can figured me out after three sessions, she is a damn good psychologist."
" My emotions are none of your concern." He was trying to get her off his tail.
" It's not, but that's what friends are for. I can finally understand why Margaery enjoy tormenting me so much. This is quite fun." She said with a grin.
" I have no time for happiness."
" So am I, but Marg thinks otherwise. And in her words, there's someone for everyone, you just have to open your eyes and look for them." She quoted her best friend.
" It seems to me that Margaery is the one with the problem here." Thorin reversed the topic and put the spotlight onto her absent best friend.
" Where have you been all my life, Thorin Oakenshield?" She asked, wide-eyed. " Finally! Someone can understand how I feel with Marg the Psycho for a best friend."
" Margaery would not like it if you call her a psycho or whatever that is." Thorin replied.
" Are you in love with her or something?" She asked bluntly, annoyed at his statement. " You're on my side, buddy. That Psycho never bothered to make any bonding attempt with you, while I put up with you nights after nights. Do you know how hard and difficult it was for me every time we have a night shift together? Your brooding persona irked me greatly and all I wanted was to punch you in the face."
" Punch me?"
" Not anymore though." She explained, "Your jaws happen to be quite strong and durable, but it also enhance your physical attractiveness, thus making you very pleasing to look it. In a very majestic, brooding way of course."
" You find me attractive?" There was a hint of a smirk on his face as he questioned her. She mentally rolled her eyes at his sudden change in facial expression.
" Not need to get cocky over a fact, Thorin."
" So you agree with the said fact?" The eternal pain in the ass was grinning now. She found herself scared at his facial changes. Perhaps, there is a reason why you don't smile.
" A fact is a fact. There's no need for personal opinion." She answered cleverly.
" But you agree with it."
" I tends to agree with facts over personal opinions." She stated bluntly.
" Hm."
" Stop that."
" Insubordination again I see."
" It's not insubordination if it's we're equal, dumb ass." She said boldly, not caring about the consequences of her words.
" You've constantly underestimate me." Thorin stated, sending her a look of ridicule.
" Just like you with Bilbo." She answered. " Size and gender plays no factor in talents and skills. I proved that with the match, didn't I?"
" Bilbo has no courage, no swordsmanship skills, no experience." Thorin answered.
" I agree with the swordsmanship and experience, but the courage part is a hypocritical statement on your part."
" I'm not a hypocrite."
" All humans are, even a broody Dwarves king." She replied, " Bilbo lacked no courage when he rescued you from that mother-fucking Orc. Azog was it?"
" One rescue don't make you a hero."
" No, but it does make you braver." She said, " If you doubt Bilbo, then you surely must doubt me as well." Even though I kicked you sorry ass.
" I don't doubt your skills." Thorin stated with a sigh.
" No one does." She stated a fact.
" I do have reservations about your loyalty, however."
She stopped dead on her tracks. This mother fucking ass has the nerves to question my fucking loyalty? I should have kicked him in his mother fucking groin.
" I served my country tirelessly for three years, without any complaints. You and I have nothing in common, yet we've made it this far into the journey, and you have the nerves to question about my loyalty?" She was dead serious, anger rising by the minute.
" It's because that you and I have nothing in common that worries us about your loyalty."
" Us?"
" The Company." Thorin said.
" Those assholes have the nerves to question about my loyalty when I have rescued them from danger? Death even!" Her self-control was slipping.
" You are not a dwarf. You have no reason to help us, yet you signed the contract anyway."
" Did it ever occur to you that I signed that fucking contract for Margaery's sake?"
" Margaery?"
" She was the only reason why I joined. Marg can be very stubborn when she wants to and I had no choice."
" Was?" Thorin asked, his eyes puzzled with her answer.
" When I first met you, I genuinely thought you were an ass. The biggest asshole in the whole fucking universe who walk with a stick in his ass. But the more I talked to you and the Company, I changed my mind. For the first time ever, I go with my guts instead of the facts in front of me. I thought that I can finally work for someone who, I believe, can be a good and capable leader. I thought that no matter how much of an asshole you are, you are a good person, deep down inside." There was no stopping her as she ranted out her frustration and anger at Thorin, who stood there speechless. " But I guess I was wrong, because you are an asshole, Thorin. The biggest of them all. The one time that I went with my guts and heart, I got it wrong."
" Allyria. Listen to me." Thorin spoke calmly, hoping to control her temper.
" I'm done with listening, you moron." She have had it. " And here I thought you and I actually have a great thing going."
" Listen to me, Ally-"
" No. Not another word." She shook her head in response and walked away, hoping that there will be no physical altercation involved as long as she can keep her temper in check. That stupid ass! He is no King! How dare he doubts my sincerity? Asshole!
" Allyria. Will you stop and listen?" Thorin grabbed her arm, and she let her temper took over. She turned around and slapped him right across the face. The sound of flesh hitting flesh rang in the air as her hand met his face. Who would have thought that moments ago, she was praising his physical features only to be abusing it seconds later.
" Get your hand off me!" She hissed, her eyes flared with anger and annoyance. " Don't you ever touch me again!"
She quickly stormed off, leaving Thorin alone in whatever damn place they were in. She was mad to say the least, her temper had shot through the roof and was never coming down. Not even God himself could have calmed her down, not even if Marg begged her with that sweet voice and beautiful smile. So much for our friendship then. She was very emotional, frustrated, confused, angry, irritated, annoyed, and regretful. She hated herself for letting Thorin got the best of her, and despised the bastard even more after he voiced his doubts. What's the point then?
She walked into the house, angry and mad, and marched to the bedroom, all the while ignoring the strange stares from the Dwarves. She found Margaery singing on one of the beds, and the latter smiled at her when she opened the door. I'm about to break your heart, darling.
" Allyria! What's wrong?" Margaery had on a motherly smile as she closed the door.
" Everything." She sighed.
" What happened? Where's Thorin?" Her best friend seemed particularly curious about Thorin. Licking his wound right now I bet.
" I can't do this anymore, Marg." She answered, tired and exhausted. " I have had it with everything and that ass."
" What do you mean?" Marg was out of the bed, her once happy face turned serious and full of worries.
" Let's leave the Company." She replied.
To Be Continued...
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