Disclaimer and notes in the Prologue.
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Chapter 4 - Frozen Random Thoughts
Sadly, the evil ones did not fall off the mountain. The only thing of notice was me freezing my ass off. I know, I like cold, but holy shit, did you see that scene in the movie? Christ.. Besides, hello? No sleeves here. Bitch and bitchier were perfect as usual. What the fuck are they made out of? Plastic?
No wait.. Silicone. My bad.
I was freezing. We'd made camp after heading back DOWN that damn pass and I was still cold. So cold I couldn't get to sleep. All I wanted was to be curled up under my favorite comforter and clutching one of my stuffed penguins.
Instead, I was lying on the ground with my cloak wrapped tightly around me and as close as I could get to the fire. I could hear Mary and Sue giggling as they talked to each other.
They hadn't tried anything else since the Boromir thing and already I was getting tired of being cautious. I wanted to go home. I wanted out of here. I wanted my favorite movie back to normal so I could be infatuated with Legolas in peace. Ok, I would have settled for having things work to MY advantage, with me and the ability to make a certain elf eating out of the palm of my hand..
But that's the single, desperate, and crush queen part of me talking.
I closed my eyes again and tried to remember the stupid technique my sixth grade health teacher had taught the class to use when trying to fall asleep. Heh. He was cool. He let us watch martial arts movies often in class.. I'm not sure how much time had past, but I started to hear low whispers.
"Is she asleep yet?"
"Yeah. She hasn't moved for an hour."
"So what's the plan?"
"She'll get it in the caves. She won't last five seconds against the orcs."
Mines you moron. The mines of Moria. Arghh.. I was dying here. Did they even see anything besides the eye candy?
Not that the eye candy was bad.. but there was a thing you call.. um.. oh yes.. a story.
I stayed still and let my mind wander at how they were right. No doubt they had perfect fighting skills. What skills did I have? I took a Tae-Bo class one year. My high school gym class did a month of archery. Course.. I wasn't actually there for it..
I was starting to wish I'd taken more self-defense classes. One even.
Not that it mattered. I mean, I'd never killed anything bigger then a mouse. Sure I'm highly volatile and I'm willing to kick the shit out of someone, but kill?
I don't think I have the stomach for it. Real life blood and guts are not my thing. You wouldn't know it from all the horror movies I watch. I can sit through zombies eating flesh and ripping body parts to shreds, cheering through it all, but give me an actual hospital documentary with real footage and I hide under the bed.
Well if I die in Moria, I'm making sure I come back as a poltergeist or something. No way in hell am I letting these two get any life time happys.
Thanks to the following for giving me feedback!
Majishia, opaque, Reyana Draconis, Dusty Fedora, KazraGirl, Leisha, Xand, Kid Stealth, and Weirdbard.
Feedback keeps me going. That and sugar. And my fangirlish obsessions. If you give me feedback I'll be sure to acknowledge you in updates! Yup!
*Hugs and Pez for all readers out there*
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Chapter 4 - Frozen Random Thoughts
Sadly, the evil ones did not fall off the mountain. The only thing of notice was me freezing my ass off. I know, I like cold, but holy shit, did you see that scene in the movie? Christ.. Besides, hello? No sleeves here. Bitch and bitchier were perfect as usual. What the fuck are they made out of? Plastic?
No wait.. Silicone. My bad.
I was freezing. We'd made camp after heading back DOWN that damn pass and I was still cold. So cold I couldn't get to sleep. All I wanted was to be curled up under my favorite comforter and clutching one of my stuffed penguins.
Instead, I was lying on the ground with my cloak wrapped tightly around me and as close as I could get to the fire. I could hear Mary and Sue giggling as they talked to each other.
They hadn't tried anything else since the Boromir thing and already I was getting tired of being cautious. I wanted to go home. I wanted out of here. I wanted my favorite movie back to normal so I could be infatuated with Legolas in peace. Ok, I would have settled for having things work to MY advantage, with me and the ability to make a certain elf eating out of the palm of my hand..
But that's the single, desperate, and crush queen part of me talking.
I closed my eyes again and tried to remember the stupid technique my sixth grade health teacher had taught the class to use when trying to fall asleep. Heh. He was cool. He let us watch martial arts movies often in class.. I'm not sure how much time had past, but I started to hear low whispers.
"Is she asleep yet?"
"Yeah. She hasn't moved for an hour."
"So what's the plan?"
"She'll get it in the caves. She won't last five seconds against the orcs."
Mines you moron. The mines of Moria. Arghh.. I was dying here. Did they even see anything besides the eye candy?
Not that the eye candy was bad.. but there was a thing you call.. um.. oh yes.. a story.
I stayed still and let my mind wander at how they were right. No doubt they had perfect fighting skills. What skills did I have? I took a Tae-Bo class one year. My high school gym class did a month of archery. Course.. I wasn't actually there for it..
I was starting to wish I'd taken more self-defense classes. One even.
Not that it mattered. I mean, I'd never killed anything bigger then a mouse. Sure I'm highly volatile and I'm willing to kick the shit out of someone, but kill?
I don't think I have the stomach for it. Real life blood and guts are not my thing. You wouldn't know it from all the horror movies I watch. I can sit through zombies eating flesh and ripping body parts to shreds, cheering through it all, but give me an actual hospital documentary with real footage and I hide under the bed.
Well if I die in Moria, I'm making sure I come back as a poltergeist or something. No way in hell am I letting these two get any life time happys.