Disclaimer: I own Gemma...and some chopsticks too. I'd like to appoligize to PJ and all involved in the screenplay that I'm killing. Oh if only I owned the others in my story. ::sniffles::
A/N: Sorry for a short chapter
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They traveled quickly to Bree with considerably less chatter. Gemma was feeling even farther out of place. Something she didn't think was possible but she tended to their bags as the boys enjoyed thier ale. "Oi, I shouldn't bother to do much with these bags seeing as how much danger is in the air." She sighed aloud and thought on all she could recall. It all seemed to begin in that little forest hole and she couldn't go ack further. "Oh I hope that bluff of future knowledge isn't found out. I think touching that hobbits hand let me know their purpose but anything beyond that's the proverbial blur."
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"Did you see her ears, Sam?" Pippin asked as he finished his half pint.
He shook his head to signal that he hadn't.
"They're like ours or maybe more like Bilbo might describe as an elves. And she wore shoes! She's no hobbit."
"Aye, She's too tall for a hobbit anyway." Merry added.
"Too short for human or elf." Sam said as if he was an expert on the tall ones.
"Too pretty for a dwarf." Pippin said a bit more softly.
"Pippin, have you drank too much? You don't even know what she is." His cousin reminded him.
"What I mean is, is that she isn't all warty like dwarfs are." Pippin defended himself.
"They aren't entirely warty Pippin. But you are right she's not a dwarf."
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Gemma sat waiting for the hobbits to come back to their room and suddenly a name hit her. "MARY-SUE! No, no. That tends to be an elven name I think." She looked at the many rings she had. "Pip had a nice idea for that name."
"They come in pints! Well I'm getting one!" Pippins voice was carried up to her ears. She sighed "Fool of a Took." Gemma waited in the room for a bit longer humming a song that came to her.
"Mary Mary where are you going to?
Mary Mary can I go too?
This one thing I will vow ya.
I'd rather die then to live without ya.
Mary Mary where are you going to?...."
While she sang she found on her person several simple rings with tiny gemstones of many colors, a strong rope that had to be from Lothlorien, and sword of a knife with elven carvings. She could almost understand what was written somehow and began to muse on wether or not it had any magics of its own. Next she checked her pack which held lembas enough for just three more days, various supplies and more peasant clothing such as she wore. There was just one dress in her baggage while the rest of her clothing was made for a boy, button shirts, pants, and a proper cloak.
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"Are you frightened?" Gemma muttered to herself as she mocked the ranger in the nearby room. She loaded up with bags and prepared to more the packs to the groups new room. When the hobbits had finally calmed down she followed in with the supplies. Strider had been told of the fifth companion and was at ease when he heard the sound of footsteps.
"Now Miss Gemma, you shouldn't go risking hurting yourself over the bags. That's a mans work." Sam said rushing to help her only to be shook off.
"I'm a great deal stronger than I look Samwise." Her familiar voice hit Striders ears and he rushed to grab her.
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A/N: Sorry for a short chapter
0 .o ^.,.^ Mya! o. 0
They traveled quickly to Bree with considerably less chatter. Gemma was feeling even farther out of place. Something she didn't think was possible but she tended to their bags as the boys enjoyed thier ale. "Oi, I shouldn't bother to do much with these bags seeing as how much danger is in the air." She sighed aloud and thought on all she could recall. It all seemed to begin in that little forest hole and she couldn't go ack further. "Oh I hope that bluff of future knowledge isn't found out. I think touching that hobbits hand let me know their purpose but anything beyond that's the proverbial blur."
~^~^~^~^~
"Did you see her ears, Sam?" Pippin asked as he finished his half pint.
He shook his head to signal that he hadn't.
"They're like ours or maybe more like Bilbo might describe as an elves. And she wore shoes! She's no hobbit."
"Aye, She's too tall for a hobbit anyway." Merry added.
"Too short for human or elf." Sam said as if he was an expert on the tall ones.
"Too pretty for a dwarf." Pippin said a bit more softly.
"Pippin, have you drank too much? You don't even know what she is." His cousin reminded him.
"What I mean is, is that she isn't all warty like dwarfs are." Pippin defended himself.
"They aren't entirely warty Pippin. But you are right she's not a dwarf."
~^~^~^~^~
Gemma sat waiting for the hobbits to come back to their room and suddenly a name hit her. "MARY-SUE! No, no. That tends to be an elven name I think." She looked at the many rings she had. "Pip had a nice idea for that name."
"They come in pints! Well I'm getting one!" Pippins voice was carried up to her ears. She sighed "Fool of a Took." Gemma waited in the room for a bit longer humming a song that came to her.
"Mary Mary where are you going to?
Mary Mary can I go too?
This one thing I will vow ya.
I'd rather die then to live without ya.
Mary Mary where are you going to?...."
While she sang she found on her person several simple rings with tiny gemstones of many colors, a strong rope that had to be from Lothlorien, and sword of a knife with elven carvings. She could almost understand what was written somehow and began to muse on wether or not it had any magics of its own. Next she checked her pack which held lembas enough for just three more days, various supplies and more peasant clothing such as she wore. There was just one dress in her baggage while the rest of her clothing was made for a boy, button shirts, pants, and a proper cloak.
~^~^~^~^~
"Are you frightened?" Gemma muttered to herself as she mocked the ranger in the nearby room. She loaded up with bags and prepared to more the packs to the groups new room. When the hobbits had finally calmed down she followed in with the supplies. Strider had been told of the fifth companion and was at ease when he heard the sound of footsteps.
"Now Miss Gemma, you shouldn't go risking hurting yourself over the bags. That's a mans work." Sam said rushing to help her only to be shook off.
"I'm a great deal stronger than I look Samwise." Her familiar voice hit Striders ears and he rushed to grab her.
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