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Antonia spend the day in extreme depression, huddled up in a ball, under a small table, that was in the corner.
Earlier, she had hacked off all her hair, untill it was completly un-eaven, and a little fluffy.
"Come out, Antonia." Eowyn poked her. "You can't hide forever."
"Oh yea?" A muffled reply came from inside. "Why not?"
"Because you have to come out sometime, for food, or water."
"So I won't eat!" The muffled voice replied. "And I won't drink!"
"Antonia! Get out here this very second!"
"No!"
Eowyn sighed, and looked up, as Aragorn's name was yelled. Forgetting Antonia, she rushed outside, her mind on cleaning herself up.
Inside, Antonia kept crying, in the humid atmosphere underneath the table cloth. She felt so sick, but couldn't bring it up.
"Damm Legolas." She muttered sadly. "I should have gone home."
To her surprise, a strong male hand pulled her out.
"Aragorn!" She cried, and clung to him, and he smiled, ruffling her hair. "Don't you ever, ever do that again!"
Aragorn peered at the girl in his arms, looking more childish, with deep bags under her eyes, her hair cut extremly short, horribly un-even, her clothes crumpled and uneaven.
"Little Poikaer." Aragorn smiled. "Who did your hair? It looks terrible!"
Antonia returned it with a glare. "I thought it looked fine."
"Why so sad?" Aragorn asked.
"Legolas." Antonia clamped her mouth shut, and frowned.
Aragorn sighed. "Go, Antonia, clean yourself up. War is tonight.'
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The males were given weapons, in the main hall.
Antonia picked up a bow and quiver, and smiled.
"You know how to use that?" Gimli asked, and she nodded.
"School Camp always had archory."
Gimli blinked, but nodded. "I'll be with Aragorn."
Antonia sat down on a chair, next to Aragorn, just as Legolas turned around, to Aragorn.
"Or too few. Look at them. They're frightened. I can see it in their eyes.
Boe a hûn: neled herain dan caer menig."
//And they should be. 300 against 10 000.//
Aragorn shook his head. "Si beriathar hýn. Amar nâ ned Edoras." //They have a better chance defending themselves here than in Edoras//
Legolas snapped. Aragorn, men i ndagor. Hýn ú- ortheri. Natha daged aen. Antonia khiluva gurth!" //They cannot win this fight. They are all going to die! Antonia will die!//
Aragorn snapped. "Then I shall die as one them!" He stormed out.
Legolas went to follow, but Gimli held him back.
"Let him go, lad. Let him be."
Antonia went outside, and found Aragorn playing with a sword, with a boy watching.
"This is a good sword, Háleth, son of Háma. There is always hope."
Antonia smiled at the boy, as he took the sword, looking a little more hopefull.
"Hello Toni." Aragorn smiled, and pulled her down next to him. "Worried about tonight?"
"Not really." Antonia answered, and rest her head on his shoulder.
"You are quickly becoming my little sister, you know..." Aragorn hugged her. "Make sure you don't get killed."
"Me? Killed? I'll probally haunt the poor orc." Antonia grinned.
"I pity the orc, then." Aragorn stood, and pulled her up. "Come. We must get ready."
"Ready?"
"Armor, Antonia." Aragorns smiled, and poked her stomach. "You need to be protected."
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Inside, Antonia helped her pull on chainmail.
"It's heavy."
"It's the lightest we have." Aragorn laughed at her, as she pouted, and plonked herself down on a barrel.
Aragorn put on his armor, as Legolas came in.
Legolas didn't noticed Antonia, and gave Aragorn his sword. "We have trusted you this far and you have not led us astray. Forgive me. I was wrong to despair."
Aragorn relaxed. "Ú-moe edhored, Legolas." //There is nothing to forgive, Legolas// He hugged him.
Gimli inturruped them, by walking in, his armer clutching around his chest. He struggled with it for a second, and it fell to the ground, around him.
"Nice look, Gimli." Antonia muttered from behind.
Gimli looked sheepish. "If we had time, I'd get this adjusted. It's a little tight across the chest."
A loud horn call from outside made them jump.
Legolas's eyes widened. "That is no Orc horn!"
They rushed outside together, and found Haldir and elves standing there.
"I bring word from Elrond of Rivendell. An alliance once existed between Elves and Men. Long ago we fought and died together. We come to honour that allegiance."
Aragorn seemed to burst with happyness. "Mae govannen, Haldir!" //Welcome Haldir// He hugged him then, and Antonia smirked. "You are most welcome!"
Antonia waited untill Aragorn let go, and she hugged Haldir. "You were not supposed to be here..."
Haldir looked even more embarressed, but looked proud as Legolas stepped behind him. "We are proud to fight alongside men, once more."
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Antonia stood next to Haldir, watching the army match towards them, her bow at the ready.
"Its so pretty." She whispered, as rain started to fall.
"For now." Haldir answered.
Aragorn called from another part. "Daer ú-o chyn, Ú-danno i failad a thi; an úben tannatha le failad." //Show them no mercy! For you shall receive none//
"What did he say?" Antonia asked, and Haldir laughed dryly.
"You know no elvish yet, and still you are married to a Elvish prince?"
"Legolas isnt married to me...." Antonia answered, sadly.
"Elvish law, if he creates a child with you, you are both connected from then on."
"We havn't..."
Haldir stared at her in disbelief, as she looked over the still orcs, below.
"You carry one now."
"Nonsanse!"
"I can sense it...we all can!" Haldir cursed in elvish, as a man shot a Orc.
"I will kill him for not telling me..." Antonia muttered angrly, and touched her stomach through the chainmail.
Aragorn called again. "Dartho!"//Hold//
And the Orcs charged.
MON : its sad if im a guy? well, no, i am a girl.
lil kawaii doom: thankyou! addicted is good!
ElvenPrincessofMirkwood: hello! i know, i took aggges....and we'll see bout haldir. Reveiw Poll...Kill Haldir? Not kill him?
Queen Rudhirirel of Mirkw: hi! Legolas has his reasons, i promacie. As you're about to see...
_____________________________________________________
Antonia spend the day in extreme depression, huddled up in a ball, under a small table, that was in the corner.
Earlier, she had hacked off all her hair, untill it was completly un-eaven, and a little fluffy.
"Come out, Antonia." Eowyn poked her. "You can't hide forever."
"Oh yea?" A muffled reply came from inside. "Why not?"
"Because you have to come out sometime, for food, or water."
"So I won't eat!" The muffled voice replied. "And I won't drink!"
"Antonia! Get out here this very second!"
"No!"
Eowyn sighed, and looked up, as Aragorn's name was yelled. Forgetting Antonia, she rushed outside, her mind on cleaning herself up.
Inside, Antonia kept crying, in the humid atmosphere underneath the table cloth. She felt so sick, but couldn't bring it up.
"Damm Legolas." She muttered sadly. "I should have gone home."
To her surprise, a strong male hand pulled her out.
"Aragorn!" She cried, and clung to him, and he smiled, ruffling her hair. "Don't you ever, ever do that again!"
Aragorn peered at the girl in his arms, looking more childish, with deep bags under her eyes, her hair cut extremly short, horribly un-even, her clothes crumpled and uneaven.
"Little Poikaer." Aragorn smiled. "Who did your hair? It looks terrible!"
Antonia returned it with a glare. "I thought it looked fine."
"Why so sad?" Aragorn asked.
"Legolas." Antonia clamped her mouth shut, and frowned.
Aragorn sighed. "Go, Antonia, clean yourself up. War is tonight.'
_______________________________________________________
The males were given weapons, in the main hall.
Antonia picked up a bow and quiver, and smiled.
"You know how to use that?" Gimli asked, and she nodded.
"School Camp always had archory."
Gimli blinked, but nodded. "I'll be with Aragorn."
Antonia sat down on a chair, next to Aragorn, just as Legolas turned around, to Aragorn.
"Or too few. Look at them. They're frightened. I can see it in their eyes.
Boe a hûn: neled herain dan caer menig."
//And they should be. 300 against 10 000.//
Aragorn shook his head. "Si beriathar hýn. Amar nâ ned Edoras." //They have a better chance defending themselves here than in Edoras//
Legolas snapped. Aragorn, men i ndagor. Hýn ú- ortheri. Natha daged aen. Antonia khiluva gurth!" //They cannot win this fight. They are all going to die! Antonia will die!//
Aragorn snapped. "Then I shall die as one them!" He stormed out.
Legolas went to follow, but Gimli held him back.
"Let him go, lad. Let him be."
Antonia went outside, and found Aragorn playing with a sword, with a boy watching.
"This is a good sword, Háleth, son of Háma. There is always hope."
Antonia smiled at the boy, as he took the sword, looking a little more hopefull.
"Hello Toni." Aragorn smiled, and pulled her down next to him. "Worried about tonight?"
"Not really." Antonia answered, and rest her head on his shoulder.
"You are quickly becoming my little sister, you know..." Aragorn hugged her. "Make sure you don't get killed."
"Me? Killed? I'll probally haunt the poor orc." Antonia grinned.
"I pity the orc, then." Aragorn stood, and pulled her up. "Come. We must get ready."
"Ready?"
"Armor, Antonia." Aragorns smiled, and poked her stomach. "You need to be protected."
______________________________________________________
Inside, Antonia helped her pull on chainmail.
"It's heavy."
"It's the lightest we have." Aragorn laughed at her, as she pouted, and plonked herself down on a barrel.
Aragorn put on his armor, as Legolas came in.
Legolas didn't noticed Antonia, and gave Aragorn his sword. "We have trusted you this far and you have not led us astray. Forgive me. I was wrong to despair."
Aragorn relaxed. "Ú-moe edhored, Legolas." //There is nothing to forgive, Legolas// He hugged him.
Gimli inturruped them, by walking in, his armer clutching around his chest. He struggled with it for a second, and it fell to the ground, around him.
"Nice look, Gimli." Antonia muttered from behind.
Gimli looked sheepish. "If we had time, I'd get this adjusted. It's a little tight across the chest."
A loud horn call from outside made them jump.
Legolas's eyes widened. "That is no Orc horn!"
They rushed outside together, and found Haldir and elves standing there.
"I bring word from Elrond of Rivendell. An alliance once existed between Elves and Men. Long ago we fought and died together. We come to honour that allegiance."
Aragorn seemed to burst with happyness. "Mae govannen, Haldir!" //Welcome Haldir// He hugged him then, and Antonia smirked. "You are most welcome!"
Antonia waited untill Aragorn let go, and she hugged Haldir. "You were not supposed to be here..."
Haldir looked even more embarressed, but looked proud as Legolas stepped behind him. "We are proud to fight alongside men, once more."
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Antonia stood next to Haldir, watching the army match towards them, her bow at the ready.
"Its so pretty." She whispered, as rain started to fall.
"For now." Haldir answered.
Aragorn called from another part. "Daer ú-o chyn, Ú-danno i failad a thi; an úben tannatha le failad." //Show them no mercy! For you shall receive none//
"What did he say?" Antonia asked, and Haldir laughed dryly.
"You know no elvish yet, and still you are married to a Elvish prince?"
"Legolas isnt married to me...." Antonia answered, sadly.
"Elvish law, if he creates a child with you, you are both connected from then on."
"We havn't..."
Haldir stared at her in disbelief, as she looked over the still orcs, below.
"You carry one now."
"Nonsanse!"
"I can sense it...we all can!" Haldir cursed in elvish, as a man shot a Orc.
"I will kill him for not telling me..." Antonia muttered angrly, and touched her stomach through the chainmail.
Aragorn called again. "Dartho!"//Hold//
And the Orcs charged.