Same notes as before, I've probally got things wrong here, and when I get the script, it will be edited. All of it.
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The refugees of Rohan stopped for the night on a long, sheltered ledge, and over ten fires were lit, amungst the many people.
Eowyn stayned with Antonia, as they huddled around a smaller fire, at the very back, beneath a cliff.
"So, what is...it...like?" Eowyn asked, and laughed at Antonia's face.
"Huhhh...good. It feels good...and...?" Antonia blushed, as she saw Legolas wink at her, from another fire. "Legolas. Stop listing, or else!"
He winked again, and went back to his conversation with Gimli.
"I wonder if Elves are better lovers, than men..." Eowyn thought out loud, and chuckled as Antonia imedantly answered.
"No doubt about it." Antonia glared, as Legolas gave her another wink. "But, they tend to have short memorys...very short..."
"How so?"
Antonia smirked and uttered a short sentance, directed at Legolas. "They forget threats...serious ones at that."
Eowyn nodded, as she noticed the elf nearby, his head cocked in their direction. "Laid..."
Legolas narrowed his eyes, and complety ignored them from that moment.
"Do elves always listen? Is their hearing that good?" Eowyn asked, and sipped at the broth.
"Their hearing, and eyesight, is very advanced. Too advanced, sometimes. There is nothing I say now days, that Legolas, or one of his friends hears." Antonia causiously tested the soup, but smiled, as she tasted Potato and onion, with a hint of pepper, and chives.
"Well, love should never hide things." Eowyn smiled, as she caught Aragorn's eye.
"Have you talked to him yet?"
"No, I havn't yet. I will."
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The march the next day was long, hard, dusty and increadbly boring. Legolas couldn't understand why Antonia kept gripping her sword, and patting it.
"I will not let anyone harm you, melamin." He kissed her hand, walking beside her. "Why grip the sword so?"
"I have my reasons..." Antonia answered, and mounted her horse. "You should scout ahead, mela. My poor fellow humens don't have eyes like yours."
Legolas nodded, and mounted on Arod. "I shall see you later?"
"You'll probally get sick of me, you'll see me so much." Antonia answered, and before he could go, she shifted, so she sat side-saddle, in front of him. Grinning, she gave him a passionate kiss, and shifted back onto her horse.
Cheers from behind, made Legolas blush, as she shrugged. He smiled, and moved foward.
Aragorn came running down, and yelled something out. Imadntly, people's froze, and Antonia found herself being pushed to go with the women and children.
"I am not going!" She yelled at one of the guards, who looked her up and down. Theoden heard her, and came over.
"Antonia, go with my sister-daughter...help her defend them, if needed!"
"But..."
Legolas, who as usual, was listing, yelled at Antonia. "Go!"
Antonia growled, and turned her horse around, to join Eowyn. Obviously, the horse objected too, it reared, and tried to follow the other charging horses.
"Damm it! I know!" Antonia growled, and followed the group.
After a few minites, Eowyn paused and looked back. Antonia joined her.
"I should go back." Antonia muttered lowly. "Damm men, going to battle while helpless females run."
Eowyn smirked. "Then go."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course. Go, show those men. I'll keep the refugees going." Eowyn slapped Antonia's horses flank.
Antonia grinned, and galloped towards the fighting, her sword gripped in her hand.
"Don't get killed, and prove them right!" Eowyn called after her.
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By the time Antonia got there, Gimli was stuck under two wolfs, and a orc. Smirking, she pulled him out, and gave him his axe.
"I knew you men would need me."
"Bah." Gimli growled, but smiled proudly, as she charged at a wolf, who had seen them. The wolf growled, and went to attack her, but she just poistioned the sword so it entered the wolf's head, just as he leapt, and with a great thrust, she dove underneath, as it skidded, impailed on her sword.
"Good job!" He called.
Antonia started to get up, but was attacked by another wolf. She ducked, her sword still in the first wolf's throat, and ducked as the wolf pounced, and collapsed dead, a arrow in his neck.
"I will kill you." Leglas glared, as she got up, dusted herself off, and pulled the sword out of the wolf's head. He was seriously angry. "You should have run! You could have been hurt!"
Antonia poked her tounge out...and noticed Aragorn. "Oh no."
Aragorn was clutching to the side of a wolf, despretly trying to cut himself off...and they both went off the cliff.
"Aragorn!" All three cried out, and rushed over there.
A orc nearby, started to laugh.
"Where is he?" Gimli asked, putting one heavy boot on the orc. "Tell me, and I shall relive you."
"He fell."
Legolas, who was already angry snapped. "You lie!"
The orc just cackled again, and died. Legolas noticed the silver pendent in his hand, and took it. The evenstar.
He ran to the edge, and gazed upon the river and sharp rocks below. He was quickly joined by Antonia and Gimli. No trace of Aragorn was left.
"Okaayy...." Antonia gulped, trying to remember this part. "I didn't know about this..."
Theodon called out for everyone to get the wounded on horses, and leave the dead. Legolas froze at that, but did as the king asked.
The group rode slowly to Helm's Deep, and up the stairs.
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Antonia followed Legolas into their makeshift tent, in the yard beneath.
"Leggy?"
"Don't talk to me."
"Excuse me?!" Antonia narrowed her eyes.
Legolas turned to her, obviously angry. "I could have saved him!"
"Legs..." Antonia went to take his hand, but he jerked away, and glared at her.
"But then, you had to decide to come, and play heroine." Legolas growled, as she frowned. "But, surprise, surprise, you need resucing, and we loose Aragorn."
"Legolas! Stop it!"
"I...I saved you...and not him. I could have saved him, if you had have just listened to me!..." Legolas took her arm, and pushed her outside. "Go. It is your fault he's gone. I cannot stand seeing you...it only reminds me of what I could have done, if you wern't there."
Antonia's eyes filled with tears, as she was pushed roughy outside. "Leggy..."
"Go!" Legolas snapped, and shut the tent flap.
Antonia stood there, her eyes leaking tears, but he didn't come back out.
Eowyn, who had come to find Antonia, came at a slight run.
"Antonia?" She whispered, and gently pulled her away, into the keep. "What is wrong?"
"He blamed me for Aragorn." Antonia's dam broke, and she started sobbing noisly.
"It wasn't your fault..."
"I should have probally read the second book!" Antonia cried, and Eowyn's face grew confused, as Antonia started to list of things she remembered.
"Ringwraith...no...third book..or is it second?! Uhhh...damm it! I don't remember! Where is my violin!" Antonia stood up, and started to kick the seat.
Eowyn made her sit down. "It will be alright."
Antonia shook her head, and curled up, into a ball. "I killed him, and it's my fault...."
"I talked to Aragorn." Eowyn sat next to Antonia. "He said the lady was sailing to the undying lands."
"What?" Antonia jerked up, and fresh tears started to leak. "Noo....I'm changing the whole fucken story! He was supoosed to marry her! And...she's leaving?!"
"He was going to marry her?"
"Not if she's leaving!" Antonia wailed, and started to beat the floor with her fists. "I want to go home! I'm ruining their world!"
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The refugees of Rohan stopped for the night on a long, sheltered ledge, and over ten fires were lit, amungst the many people.
Eowyn stayned with Antonia, as they huddled around a smaller fire, at the very back, beneath a cliff.
"So, what is...it...like?" Eowyn asked, and laughed at Antonia's face.
"Huhhh...good. It feels good...and...?" Antonia blushed, as she saw Legolas wink at her, from another fire. "Legolas. Stop listing, or else!"
He winked again, and went back to his conversation with Gimli.
"I wonder if Elves are better lovers, than men..." Eowyn thought out loud, and chuckled as Antonia imedantly answered.
"No doubt about it." Antonia glared, as Legolas gave her another wink. "But, they tend to have short memorys...very short..."
"How so?"
Antonia smirked and uttered a short sentance, directed at Legolas. "They forget threats...serious ones at that."
Eowyn nodded, as she noticed the elf nearby, his head cocked in their direction. "Laid..."
Legolas narrowed his eyes, and complety ignored them from that moment.
"Do elves always listen? Is their hearing that good?" Eowyn asked, and sipped at the broth.
"Their hearing, and eyesight, is very advanced. Too advanced, sometimes. There is nothing I say now days, that Legolas, or one of his friends hears." Antonia causiously tested the soup, but smiled, as she tasted Potato and onion, with a hint of pepper, and chives.
"Well, love should never hide things." Eowyn smiled, as she caught Aragorn's eye.
"Have you talked to him yet?"
"No, I havn't yet. I will."
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The march the next day was long, hard, dusty and increadbly boring. Legolas couldn't understand why Antonia kept gripping her sword, and patting it.
"I will not let anyone harm you, melamin." He kissed her hand, walking beside her. "Why grip the sword so?"
"I have my reasons..." Antonia answered, and mounted her horse. "You should scout ahead, mela. My poor fellow humens don't have eyes like yours."
Legolas nodded, and mounted on Arod. "I shall see you later?"
"You'll probally get sick of me, you'll see me so much." Antonia answered, and before he could go, she shifted, so she sat side-saddle, in front of him. Grinning, she gave him a passionate kiss, and shifted back onto her horse.
Cheers from behind, made Legolas blush, as she shrugged. He smiled, and moved foward.
Aragorn came running down, and yelled something out. Imadntly, people's froze, and Antonia found herself being pushed to go with the women and children.
"I am not going!" She yelled at one of the guards, who looked her up and down. Theoden heard her, and came over.
"Antonia, go with my sister-daughter...help her defend them, if needed!"
"But..."
Legolas, who as usual, was listing, yelled at Antonia. "Go!"
Antonia growled, and turned her horse around, to join Eowyn. Obviously, the horse objected too, it reared, and tried to follow the other charging horses.
"Damm it! I know!" Antonia growled, and followed the group.
After a few minites, Eowyn paused and looked back. Antonia joined her.
"I should go back." Antonia muttered lowly. "Damm men, going to battle while helpless females run."
Eowyn smirked. "Then go."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course. Go, show those men. I'll keep the refugees going." Eowyn slapped Antonia's horses flank.
Antonia grinned, and galloped towards the fighting, her sword gripped in her hand.
"Don't get killed, and prove them right!" Eowyn called after her.
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By the time Antonia got there, Gimli was stuck under two wolfs, and a orc. Smirking, she pulled him out, and gave him his axe.
"I knew you men would need me."
"Bah." Gimli growled, but smiled proudly, as she charged at a wolf, who had seen them. The wolf growled, and went to attack her, but she just poistioned the sword so it entered the wolf's head, just as he leapt, and with a great thrust, she dove underneath, as it skidded, impailed on her sword.
"Good job!" He called.
Antonia started to get up, but was attacked by another wolf. She ducked, her sword still in the first wolf's throat, and ducked as the wolf pounced, and collapsed dead, a arrow in his neck.
"I will kill you." Leglas glared, as she got up, dusted herself off, and pulled the sword out of the wolf's head. He was seriously angry. "You should have run! You could have been hurt!"
Antonia poked her tounge out...and noticed Aragorn. "Oh no."
Aragorn was clutching to the side of a wolf, despretly trying to cut himself off...and they both went off the cliff.
"Aragorn!" All three cried out, and rushed over there.
A orc nearby, started to laugh.
"Where is he?" Gimli asked, putting one heavy boot on the orc. "Tell me, and I shall relive you."
"He fell."
Legolas, who was already angry snapped. "You lie!"
The orc just cackled again, and died. Legolas noticed the silver pendent in his hand, and took it. The evenstar.
He ran to the edge, and gazed upon the river and sharp rocks below. He was quickly joined by Antonia and Gimli. No trace of Aragorn was left.
"Okaayy...." Antonia gulped, trying to remember this part. "I didn't know about this..."
Theodon called out for everyone to get the wounded on horses, and leave the dead. Legolas froze at that, but did as the king asked.
The group rode slowly to Helm's Deep, and up the stairs.
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Antonia followed Legolas into their makeshift tent, in the yard beneath.
"Leggy?"
"Don't talk to me."
"Excuse me?!" Antonia narrowed her eyes.
Legolas turned to her, obviously angry. "I could have saved him!"
"Legs..." Antonia went to take his hand, but he jerked away, and glared at her.
"But then, you had to decide to come, and play heroine." Legolas growled, as she frowned. "But, surprise, surprise, you need resucing, and we loose Aragorn."
"Legolas! Stop it!"
"I...I saved you...and not him. I could have saved him, if you had have just listened to me!..." Legolas took her arm, and pushed her outside. "Go. It is your fault he's gone. I cannot stand seeing you...it only reminds me of what I could have done, if you wern't there."
Antonia's eyes filled with tears, as she was pushed roughy outside. "Leggy..."
"Go!" Legolas snapped, and shut the tent flap.
Antonia stood there, her eyes leaking tears, but he didn't come back out.
Eowyn, who had come to find Antonia, came at a slight run.
"Antonia?" She whispered, and gently pulled her away, into the keep. "What is wrong?"
"He blamed me for Aragorn." Antonia's dam broke, and she started sobbing noisly.
"It wasn't your fault..."
"I should have probally read the second book!" Antonia cried, and Eowyn's face grew confused, as Antonia started to list of things she remembered.
"Ringwraith...no...third book..or is it second?! Uhhh...damm it! I don't remember! Where is my violin!" Antonia stood up, and started to kick the seat.
Eowyn made her sit down. "It will be alright."
Antonia shook her head, and curled up, into a ball. "I killed him, and it's my fault...."
"I talked to Aragorn." Eowyn sat next to Antonia. "He said the lady was sailing to the undying lands."
"What?" Antonia jerked up, and fresh tears started to leak. "Noo....I'm changing the whole fucken story! He was supoosed to marry her! And...she's leaving?!"
"He was going to marry her?"
"Not if she's leaving!" Antonia wailed, and started to beat the floor with her fists. "I want to go home! I'm ruining their world!"
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