~ Sightseeing in Middle-Earth ~
~ Disclaimer: ~
Not mine, not claiming they're mine, except for Erin, so don't sue.
~ Chapter III~
~ Merry, Pippin and Aragorn~
Supper was actually quite boring. I was sat at the far end of the tables and could only watch Aragorn, Sam, Merry and Pippin as they sat at the head table, talking to Elrond and Arwen. All the elves beside me seemed to have no problem hearing what they were talking about, however, and Merenmir didn't seem too eager to fill me in on what the new arrivals were talking about. She seemed content to listen, chat with her friends in Elvish, and either ignore me, or shoot thoughtful looks my way. Quite annoying.
Eventually, the supper was finished, and I wandered out onto a nearby balcony. Merry and Pippin appeared a few moments later, chattering away happily.
"Oh, hallo there." Pippin said after a few moments, just then noticing me.
"Hello." I said, smiling slightly. One thing could be said for hobbits - I don't think anyone could keep a sour face around them for long. They were so damn cute with their big feet, abnormally curly hair, and innocent-looking faces.
"Sorry if we disturbed you." Merry said apologetically.
"I was just out here being bored, anyways." I said with a shrug.
"Well then it's a good thing we came along." Pippin said, grinning mischievously, and I eyed him.
"Yes, a good thing indeed, Pip." Merry chimed in.
"What's your name?" Pippin asked, ignoring Merry.
"Erin." I said.
"You're not an elf?" Merry asked, cocking his head to one side.
"Doesn't anybody look at peoples ears around here?" I asked, slightly annoyed. That was, what, the third time that comment had been made today?
"Well Rivendell is an Elvish home, so one naturally excepts it's inhabitants to be Elvish." Pippin said practically.
"You're currently an inhabitant of Rivendell, and you're not Elvish." I pointed out. "Neither is Bilbo, or Strider, for that matter."
"She's got you there, Pip." Merry commented. Pippin rolled his eyes.
"Fine then. Sorry." he said.
"It's quite alright. I'm just bored, as I said, and I pick up any excuse to strike up a conversation." I said dryly.
"Well, perhaps you'd like to do a little exploring with us, then, and we can have some conversation along the way?" Merry said.
"Depends on how good your sense of direction is. I already went exploring once today and got lost. I'd rather not do it again." I said.
"Oh, hobbits are famous for their sense of direction." Merry said.
"At least among those who even know of hobbits." Pippen added. I eyed the two. Some nagging feeling told me they were lying. Oh well. Getting lost again wasn't all THAT horrible.
"Alright, let's go exploring." I said, and Merry and Pippin gave a little cheer before picking a random direction and heading off that way. After a few moments, I realized that the hobbits hadn't told me their names, so I politely asked them about them, though I really didn't need to. Merry and Pippin were quite apologetic, and quickly supplied their full names before asking me to call them just 'Merry' and 'Pippin' or 'Pip'. I complied, and we continued along, going random directions and generally getting thoroughly lost until we noticed that it was starting to get dark.
"Well this isn't looking good, Pip." Merry commented as we walked.
"What isn't, Merry?" Pippin asked.
"It's getting dark out, and we're lost. I don't want to be lost in the dark." Merry said.
"We're not lost, I know exactly where we are." Pippin said confidently.
"Oh? Where are we?" Merry asked.
"Here." Pippin said with a mischievious smile.
"Well that's helpful." Merry said, rolling his eyes.
"It's the best I can give you. I know which way the supper room is from here, but it's too complicated to tell you." Pippin said, looking very much as if he was going to start scratching his head in slight confusion at any moment.
"That's reassuring." I said dryly. We turned a corner, then, and I had to do a quick side-step to avoid somebody coming the other way. It was Aragorn.
"There you are, little ones. I've been looking for you." Aragorn said.
"We were exploring and got a little lost." Merry said, looking embarrassed.
"But now you're here, and we shan't be lost anymore, I'm sure." Pippin said, grinning.
"Always good to run into someone who knows their way around when you're lost." I said dryly.
"You must be the Lady Erin that Lord Elrond spoke of." Aragorn said politely, nodding his head at me.
"Whatever he said, unless it includes getting lost, I didn't do it." I said flatly. Aragorn chuckled.
"He didn't say much, other then that a strange human named Lady Erin appeared in Rivendell." he said.
"Actually, it's just Erin. I don't know where the Lady came from." I said, shrugging. Aragorn made a motion that could have been a shrug, then turned his attention back to the hobbits.
"There are some rooms prepared for you, close to Frodo and Bilbo's." Aragorn said. "Come, I'll show you to them."
"Mind if I tag along? My rooms are somewhere near there, too." I said.
"Not at all, Lady Erin." Aragorn said. The Lady hadn't gone away, I noted as Merry, Pippin and I set off down the hallway, following Aragorn. I wondered why as we walked, but eventually gave up and tried to figure out where we were and remember how we got from there to Merry and Pippin's rooms. It turned out that Merry and Pippin were in adjoining rooms right next to Bilbo's. So I stayed and visited for awhile, as did Aragorn, but I was getting tired, it had been a long day, and eventually I had to say goodnight, asking Bilbo if he knew the way to my room.
"Oh, it's down the hall and...actually, I can't really remember." Bilbo said with a frown.
"Where does it's window look out on?" Aragorn asked.
"The courtyard in the front of the house." I replied.
"Ah, I'll show you, then." Aragorn said, and so we left the hobbits for the night. Aragorn, now not having to go slow so little hobbit legs could keep up, walked quickly to the right area for my rooms. I found mine quite soon after that, having remembered what the door looked like.
"Thank you, Lord Aragorn." I said, and Aragorn nodded at me, though he looked surprised when I said his name. It was most likely at the title, actually - Bilbo had called him Aragorn once or twice, though Merry and Pippin had never really picked up on it.
"Goodnight, Lady Erin." he said, and turned and left. I disappeared into my room and collapsed on the bed.
"Spoken-for guys should not allowed to be that hot." I announced to the ceiling. "Oh well, Legolas will get here soon." I mumbled, then changed into my pajamas that I'd arrived in Rivendell in, not knowing if I had any nightclothes in the chest or what they were, and crawled into the bed and fell asleep.
~ Disclaimer: ~
Not mine, not claiming they're mine, except for Erin, so don't sue.
~ Chapter III~
~ Merry, Pippin and Aragorn~
Supper was actually quite boring. I was sat at the far end of the tables and could only watch Aragorn, Sam, Merry and Pippin as they sat at the head table, talking to Elrond and Arwen. All the elves beside me seemed to have no problem hearing what they were talking about, however, and Merenmir didn't seem too eager to fill me in on what the new arrivals were talking about. She seemed content to listen, chat with her friends in Elvish, and either ignore me, or shoot thoughtful looks my way. Quite annoying.
Eventually, the supper was finished, and I wandered out onto a nearby balcony. Merry and Pippin appeared a few moments later, chattering away happily.
"Oh, hallo there." Pippin said after a few moments, just then noticing me.
"Hello." I said, smiling slightly. One thing could be said for hobbits - I don't think anyone could keep a sour face around them for long. They were so damn cute with their big feet, abnormally curly hair, and innocent-looking faces.
"Sorry if we disturbed you." Merry said apologetically.
"I was just out here being bored, anyways." I said with a shrug.
"Well then it's a good thing we came along." Pippin said, grinning mischievously, and I eyed him.
"Yes, a good thing indeed, Pip." Merry chimed in.
"What's your name?" Pippin asked, ignoring Merry.
"Erin." I said.
"You're not an elf?" Merry asked, cocking his head to one side.
"Doesn't anybody look at peoples ears around here?" I asked, slightly annoyed. That was, what, the third time that comment had been made today?
"Well Rivendell is an Elvish home, so one naturally excepts it's inhabitants to be Elvish." Pippin said practically.
"You're currently an inhabitant of Rivendell, and you're not Elvish." I pointed out. "Neither is Bilbo, or Strider, for that matter."
"She's got you there, Pip." Merry commented. Pippin rolled his eyes.
"Fine then. Sorry." he said.
"It's quite alright. I'm just bored, as I said, and I pick up any excuse to strike up a conversation." I said dryly.
"Well, perhaps you'd like to do a little exploring with us, then, and we can have some conversation along the way?" Merry said.
"Depends on how good your sense of direction is. I already went exploring once today and got lost. I'd rather not do it again." I said.
"Oh, hobbits are famous for their sense of direction." Merry said.
"At least among those who even know of hobbits." Pippen added. I eyed the two. Some nagging feeling told me they were lying. Oh well. Getting lost again wasn't all THAT horrible.
"Alright, let's go exploring." I said, and Merry and Pippin gave a little cheer before picking a random direction and heading off that way. After a few moments, I realized that the hobbits hadn't told me their names, so I politely asked them about them, though I really didn't need to. Merry and Pippin were quite apologetic, and quickly supplied their full names before asking me to call them just 'Merry' and 'Pippin' or 'Pip'. I complied, and we continued along, going random directions and generally getting thoroughly lost until we noticed that it was starting to get dark.
"Well this isn't looking good, Pip." Merry commented as we walked.
"What isn't, Merry?" Pippin asked.
"It's getting dark out, and we're lost. I don't want to be lost in the dark." Merry said.
"We're not lost, I know exactly where we are." Pippin said confidently.
"Oh? Where are we?" Merry asked.
"Here." Pippin said with a mischievious smile.
"Well that's helpful." Merry said, rolling his eyes.
"It's the best I can give you. I know which way the supper room is from here, but it's too complicated to tell you." Pippin said, looking very much as if he was going to start scratching his head in slight confusion at any moment.
"That's reassuring." I said dryly. We turned a corner, then, and I had to do a quick side-step to avoid somebody coming the other way. It was Aragorn.
"There you are, little ones. I've been looking for you." Aragorn said.
"We were exploring and got a little lost." Merry said, looking embarrassed.
"But now you're here, and we shan't be lost anymore, I'm sure." Pippin said, grinning.
"Always good to run into someone who knows their way around when you're lost." I said dryly.
"You must be the Lady Erin that Lord Elrond spoke of." Aragorn said politely, nodding his head at me.
"Whatever he said, unless it includes getting lost, I didn't do it." I said flatly. Aragorn chuckled.
"He didn't say much, other then that a strange human named Lady Erin appeared in Rivendell." he said.
"Actually, it's just Erin. I don't know where the Lady came from." I said, shrugging. Aragorn made a motion that could have been a shrug, then turned his attention back to the hobbits.
"There are some rooms prepared for you, close to Frodo and Bilbo's." Aragorn said. "Come, I'll show you to them."
"Mind if I tag along? My rooms are somewhere near there, too." I said.
"Not at all, Lady Erin." Aragorn said. The Lady hadn't gone away, I noted as Merry, Pippin and I set off down the hallway, following Aragorn. I wondered why as we walked, but eventually gave up and tried to figure out where we were and remember how we got from there to Merry and Pippin's rooms. It turned out that Merry and Pippin were in adjoining rooms right next to Bilbo's. So I stayed and visited for awhile, as did Aragorn, but I was getting tired, it had been a long day, and eventually I had to say goodnight, asking Bilbo if he knew the way to my room.
"Oh, it's down the hall and...actually, I can't really remember." Bilbo said with a frown.
"Where does it's window look out on?" Aragorn asked.
"The courtyard in the front of the house." I replied.
"Ah, I'll show you, then." Aragorn said, and so we left the hobbits for the night. Aragorn, now not having to go slow so little hobbit legs could keep up, walked quickly to the right area for my rooms. I found mine quite soon after that, having remembered what the door looked like.
"Thank you, Lord Aragorn." I said, and Aragorn nodded at me, though he looked surprised when I said his name. It was most likely at the title, actually - Bilbo had called him Aragorn once or twice, though Merry and Pippin had never really picked up on it.
"Goodnight, Lady Erin." he said, and turned and left. I disappeared into my room and collapsed on the bed.
"Spoken-for guys should not allowed to be that hot." I announced to the ceiling. "Oh well, Legolas will get here soon." I mumbled, then changed into my pajamas that I'd arrived in Rivendell in, not knowing if I had any nightclothes in the chest or what they were, and crawled into the bed and fell asleep.