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"Wow!" Sophie breathed.
"I win!" Hayley yelled
"Actually you don't." Jess said
"What? I said she'd kill 5. And she did."
"But you didn't put any money on it. Therefore we don't pay." Jess replied, before walking out to join the Fellowship.
"You saved my skin. Thank you, young girl." Boromir said
"Thanks for the loan of your dagger." A blood stained Rac, with cuts and bruises, and torn clothes offered the knife back.
"Keep it. In return for my life." He handed her the case.
"You're welcome." Rac tucked the dagger, in its sheathe, into her skirt.
"You're a regular young hell-fire."
"You okay?" Legolas asked
"Thanks to the young girl."
"Call me Rae."
"Where did you learn to fight like that?" Arwen asked
"I grew up in a girl's school, playing lacrosse. Lacrosse is just fighting with wooden swords, really."
Boromir looked up and saw the approaching girls, but his eyes were transfixed by, what was to him, an angel. Tall, slender, and dressed in a sapphire trouser suit, the brown haired, blue eyed, angel with a pale complexion, walked purposefully, and radiating authority, but with fun, and a sense of humour. The short brown hair framed the face, highlighting it's oval shape, and Italian bone structure. She seemed fiery, burning with the same flame, as Scots did.
Jessica walked up to Rae,
"You seriously need to take a shower. Henry, is there time for Rae to get a shower and get changed?"
"There's enough time for us to clean her clothes!" Henry replied
"Right, get her to a shower, give her some towels, and clean her clothes. Or the teachers will flip." Jessica took control, oblivious to Boromir's stares, her younger sister however wasn't.
As Rae was dragged away by Henry, Sop and Louise, Hayley grabbed Jess.
"Have you looked at Boromir's face?"
"No. Why?"
"He's in love."
"Who with?"
"You."
"He's not!"
"He is!"
"I must be dreaming!"
"Why?"
"I've just got to be dreaming!"
"Join the club! Legolas is in love with me!"
"How can you tell?"
"Let's just say I know."
"You didn't!"
"I did!"
"Who made the first move?"
"Can't remember."
"Oh dear! You realize mum will kill me. Don't you?"
"Yes, but never mind."
"NEVER MIND! YOU KNOW HOW BL**DY DANGEROUS MUM IS! SHE'S THE WICKED WITCH OF THE D*MN WEST! I'M GOING TO F*CK*NG WELL DIE! AND YOU SAY NEVER MIND! I'M RATHER FOND OF THIS LIFE!" Jess swore, her voice seeming like a scream to Hayley's ears, but in reality was not very loud, barely carrying more than a metre in any direction.
"Look, I won't tell, if you don't."
"Okay! But if I get killed, I'll haunt you."
"Fine!"
Among the dead orcs the Fellowship were catching up on news.
"So how did you get here, Boromir?"
"Yes, you're meant to be dead."
"Well, I am. But in this world, I think, that as I was wanted, I could come back from the dead."
"That makes no sense what so ever."
"Just trust me. Anyway, I saw what happened to you guys."
"You did?"
"Yes. And look Frodo's got his finger back."
"True!"
"It's all rather complicated."
"That's putting it midly!"
"And these girls are crazy!"
"I don't know, I think Hayley's rather cute!" Legolas interrupted, before getting glared at by the rest of the Fellowship "What?"
"The smaller of the two girls talking, looks really nice!" Boromir put in, before getting a similar glare, to the one that had met Legolas' comment. Aragorn didn't say anything, in fact he was trying to find something else to look at, it was almost like he was embarrassed.
"Rae fights like a tiger!" Arwen yelled.
"So, what?" Legolas fired back, his patience with soppy Arwen having snapped.
"It's not right for a girl to fight!"
"Well, she said she'd been trained to fight. We're in a different world, with different customs, we've got to accept that!"
"Err. Do you guys want something to drink?" Hayley put a word in, startling all the Fellowship.
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***
"Wow!" Sophie breathed.
"I win!" Hayley yelled
"Actually you don't." Jess said
"What? I said she'd kill 5. And she did."
"But you didn't put any money on it. Therefore we don't pay." Jess replied, before walking out to join the Fellowship.
"You saved my skin. Thank you, young girl." Boromir said
"Thanks for the loan of your dagger." A blood stained Rac, with cuts and bruises, and torn clothes offered the knife back.
"Keep it. In return for my life." He handed her the case.
"You're welcome." Rac tucked the dagger, in its sheathe, into her skirt.
"You're a regular young hell-fire."
"You okay?" Legolas asked
"Thanks to the young girl."
"Call me Rae."
"Where did you learn to fight like that?" Arwen asked
"I grew up in a girl's school, playing lacrosse. Lacrosse is just fighting with wooden swords, really."
Boromir looked up and saw the approaching girls, but his eyes were transfixed by, what was to him, an angel. Tall, slender, and dressed in a sapphire trouser suit, the brown haired, blue eyed, angel with a pale complexion, walked purposefully, and radiating authority, but with fun, and a sense of humour. The short brown hair framed the face, highlighting it's oval shape, and Italian bone structure. She seemed fiery, burning with the same flame, as Scots did.
Jessica walked up to Rae,
"You seriously need to take a shower. Henry, is there time for Rae to get a shower and get changed?"
"There's enough time for us to clean her clothes!" Henry replied
"Right, get her to a shower, give her some towels, and clean her clothes. Or the teachers will flip." Jessica took control, oblivious to Boromir's stares, her younger sister however wasn't.
As Rae was dragged away by Henry, Sop and Louise, Hayley grabbed Jess.
"Have you looked at Boromir's face?"
"No. Why?"
"He's in love."
"Who with?"
"You."
"He's not!"
"He is!"
"I must be dreaming!"
"Why?"
"I've just got to be dreaming!"
"Join the club! Legolas is in love with me!"
"How can you tell?"
"Let's just say I know."
"You didn't!"
"I did!"
"Who made the first move?"
"Can't remember."
"Oh dear! You realize mum will kill me. Don't you?"
"Yes, but never mind."
"NEVER MIND! YOU KNOW HOW BL**DY DANGEROUS MUM IS! SHE'S THE WICKED WITCH OF THE D*MN WEST! I'M GOING TO F*CK*NG WELL DIE! AND YOU SAY NEVER MIND! I'M RATHER FOND OF THIS LIFE!" Jess swore, her voice seeming like a scream to Hayley's ears, but in reality was not very loud, barely carrying more than a metre in any direction.
"Look, I won't tell, if you don't."
"Okay! But if I get killed, I'll haunt you."
"Fine!"
Among the dead orcs the Fellowship were catching up on news.
"So how did you get here, Boromir?"
"Yes, you're meant to be dead."
"Well, I am. But in this world, I think, that as I was wanted, I could come back from the dead."
"That makes no sense what so ever."
"Just trust me. Anyway, I saw what happened to you guys."
"You did?"
"Yes. And look Frodo's got his finger back."
"True!"
"It's all rather complicated."
"That's putting it midly!"
"And these girls are crazy!"
"I don't know, I think Hayley's rather cute!" Legolas interrupted, before getting glared at by the rest of the Fellowship "What?"
"The smaller of the two girls talking, looks really nice!" Boromir put in, before getting a similar glare, to the one that had met Legolas' comment. Aragorn didn't say anything, in fact he was trying to find something else to look at, it was almost like he was embarrassed.
"Rae fights like a tiger!" Arwen yelled.
"So, what?" Legolas fired back, his patience with soppy Arwen having snapped.
"It's not right for a girl to fight!"
"Well, she said she'd been trained to fight. We're in a different world, with different customs, we've got to accept that!"
"Err. Do you guys want something to drink?" Hayley put a word in, startling all the Fellowship.
***
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