It took Legolas and Gimli several minutes to explain the situation to
Aragorn, and several more minutes for Aragorn to accept their story as the
truth. When he finally was more or less on terms with the situation, he
took a couple deep breaths, tried to run his fingers through his hair, and
failed miserably. He looked at his hand with some distaste, noting Legolas'
long hair flowing in the wind, not a twig or snarl to be seen. Sighing once
more, he turned his gaze upon the girls, who were standing together several
feet away, and talking very rapidly in high-pitched voices about this being
one of the best days ever. He walked over to them.
"So," said Aragorn, "it appears that our names are known to you, but yours remain hidden from us. Might I ask your names?"
Adrienne stopped in mid-sentence, and turned slowly towards Aragorn. She was about to speak, but then hesitated. 'Maybe I should use our so-called 'Elven' names!' she thought to herself, 'as this is Middle Earth.' Then she thought about Aragorn speaking her name, and the capacity to hold a conversation fled from her being as she contemplated where this name- speaking would end up. All imaginable scenarios, in her mind, ended up in bed. "Mmmm," she said, as her eyes glazed over.
Aragorn was a bit taken aback at all of this. He had never met people who acted as strangely, but then again, he had never met people that had fallen out of the sky. He turned to Legolas for help.
Legolas decided that his best bet would be speaking to the maiden that seemed capable of conversing with them, the one to whom he had lent his cloak, "Might I ask you name?" he said hopefully.
Adele turned from watching her friend with an expression that was half amusement, and half twitching. "Oh!" she said, "Yes! My name is Arne! I am sorry I did not tellest thou before, but I was a bit.confused." 'Waitaminute' she thought, 'did I just try to speak Old English to Legolas? Was there any reason for that, at all?' 'Probably not,' she answered herself.
"Ah," said Legolas, happy with the response, "A very fair name indeed, for such a maiden. And your companion's name?"
Adele kicked Adrienne, who said, "Oof! Estel!" and then lapsed into silence again.
Aragorn had heard enough. "You mean to tell me that this maiden falls out of the sky bearing both mine name, and mine sword?" he said in disbelief, "Surely this is a sign!"
"But of what?" asked Gimli, who had finally decided that being called "dude" was acceptable.
Aragorn was silent, and at last, "Of this I am not yet sure," he admitted, "but many strange things have since passed since the beginning of this quest, and one more does not do us harm."
"Let us hope not," said Legolas, glancing around them.
Adele was beginning to come to grips with the situation. Her idea of coming to grips with it, however, meant that she realized that she wasn't going to be able to snog Legolas anytime soon. Yet she was not bothered by this, because she was about 8 billion times closer to this little Elf than all the other fangirls put together. And on the upside, he didn't seem to be feeling any negative emotions to her, though he wasn't throwing himself at her feet, at least this was a start. She smiled at him. Legolas, not knowing what else to do, smiled back, though he hardly thought this was the time to be smiling.
In the silence Aragorn turned to see the path of the sun, which was rapidly approaching its zenith. "We cannot stay here," he said, "we must move on to find our companions."
"Merry and Pippin!" chirped Adrienne, coming out of her reverie.
Aragorn glanced at her, "Yes, Estel. When we have more time to talk, I would greatly like to know how it is you came to be here, and how it is you know our names. Nonetheless, it is useful not having to explain the situation. I trust you know it?"
Adrienne wasn't listening. She had fallen back into the coma caused by Aragorn uttering her name.
Aragorn looked at her, "Estel?" He looked at Adele, who was dreamily engorging herself on the Eau de Legolas derived from the cloak. "Is there something wrong with Estel?" Aragorn asked her.
"Oh no," replied Adele, "she does that all the time. Perfectly normal. Do all Elves smell as good as you, Legolas?"
Legolas was completely lost for words. At last, he managed, "I do not notice these things."
"They do," said Aragorn absentmindedly, then froze. Adele looked at him. Legolas looked at him. Adrienne continued doing what she was doing, which involved looking at Aragorn anyways. Gimli looked at him, and nodded in agreement.
"I was speaking of Arwen," Aragorn said, valiantly trying not to look embarrassed. "And I of Galadriel," agreed Gimli.
Legolas looked at them both, then decided to drop this topic. "We should move before the sun sets," he said pointedly. He did not wait for any answers, but loped off.
Adele kicked Adrienne, "We're going to go on a bit of a walk."
"Mrrm," said Adrienne.
"You can look at Aragorn while we walk."
"Okay."
~*~*~*~*Four Hours Later*~*~*~*~
Adele gasped for breath, her sides aching, and with cramps in every single part of her body that had a function, which was most of them. All thoughts of snogging Legolas were driven from her head, and replaced with ideas of harnessing the Beloved and making him carrying her. She debated intentionally breaking her ankle, then thought better of it. Then she decided that it was worth it, but there wasn't anything to really break her ankle upon. Legolas and Aragorn were little spots in the distance. Gimli ran past her, puffing steadily.
"Come come, young maiden Arne," he said, "If you do not carry weapons, then you must learn to run from those who do. Keep up!"
Adele cursed him in her head, and wearily began walking again. She glared at the tiny spot that was Adrienne jogging besides Aragorn. How she had kept up so well, Adele had not the faintest idea. "When do they get the damn horses?!" She muttered angrily. "The horses!"
After another good half an hour, she pulled up besides the company, who were waiting for her. Adele noted that Legolas wasn't even breathing heavily. She, however, collapsed on the ground, and groaned.
"Are you alright?" asked Legolas, approaching her from his lookout.
"Nooooo," moaned Adele, "So very noooooo." She just wanted rest and sleep, and then maybe after that rest, and more sleep. And some food and a shower would be nice. Then maybe she would contemplate snogging Legolas again, but not until then. She now understood why Aragorn looked the way he did.
Legolas offered her some water, which she drank and then burped in a very unladylike way. "Thank you," she mumbled, and turned over onto her back so she could watch the sunset. He sat down next to her as Aragorn took the position of lookout, with Adrienne sitting next to him, cheerfully talking about something. Damn cheerful little.
At any other time, Adele would have gone straight into the coma of sheer happiness. Here she was, accompanied by the Beloved, watching a sunset together. Now all she wanted to do was to recover.
Legolas pointed somewhere out of Adele's range of vision, "that is where we are heading," he said, "hopefully we will find out companions there."
"Mmm," agreed Adele.
"I am sorry that you are not all right because of us, but urgency is our only hope," continued Legolas, "the times are dire, and the choices we make now may alter the course of history."
"And then, there was a big swordfight, and lights, and teddy bears!" Adele could hear Adrienne talking to Aragorn.
"What are ted-dy bears?" asked Aragorn.
"Huuuge monsters, well over eight feet tall," replied Adrienne, gesturing wildly, "six heads each, and mouths full of teeth!"
Adele snorted. Adrienne always loved to mess with everyone's minds, and Aragorn's was no exception. Poor Aragorn.
"Its quite all right," said Adele to Legolas.
He hesitated, then asked, "Where are you from?"
Adele froze. Oh jeez. The inevitable questioning! Quick! Think of something! "Uhh, I don't know." Very smooth.
Legolas seemed a bit incredulous at this bit of Adele's masterminded scheme, "How do you not know?"
"Amnesia." Yes, Adele was the master of smooth talking.
"Then you do not remember your friends and family?"
"Yep!" said Adele happily. Amnesia was the ultimate way out of questioning. She used it as an excuse at work, at school, for everything.
"I am so sorry," Legolas said heavily, "I do not know what that must be like. It seems terrible."
"Extremely," Adele mumbled, and turned on her side, intending to go to sleep. Unfortunately, Legolas' knee was in the exact spot her eye was going, and the two did not make a good pair. Legolas' knee won the fight for the spot, and Adele's eye ended up the bruised and battered loser.
"I am so, so sorry!" Legolas exclaimed, distressed, and jumped to his feet to help her. In the corner, Gimli laughed. Adele thought fast. What would Arwen or Galadriel do in this situation? They wouldn't get into this situation, reflected Adele. Thusly, what would a much more suave person do? Use this opportunity to get into Legolas' pants. Yes, well, that might work. Or it might end up with running another 6 million miles tomorrow. Adele gave up on debating this point.
"Its okay, don't worry about it," she said, and proceeded use her arm as a pillow.
"Are you sure?" asked Legolas.
"Very," answered Adele wearily.
"It seems I have caused you more harm then good today, Arne, and I will try to make it up to you."
'Good,' thought Adele distractedly, 'tomorrow, when I can finally harness the Power of The Elf, and not have to walk anymore. And then maybe we can snog, like in a normal Mary Sue. Mmm, not having to walk.'
She started to snore.
"So," said Aragorn, "it appears that our names are known to you, but yours remain hidden from us. Might I ask your names?"
Adrienne stopped in mid-sentence, and turned slowly towards Aragorn. She was about to speak, but then hesitated. 'Maybe I should use our so-called 'Elven' names!' she thought to herself, 'as this is Middle Earth.' Then she thought about Aragorn speaking her name, and the capacity to hold a conversation fled from her being as she contemplated where this name- speaking would end up. All imaginable scenarios, in her mind, ended up in bed. "Mmmm," she said, as her eyes glazed over.
Aragorn was a bit taken aback at all of this. He had never met people who acted as strangely, but then again, he had never met people that had fallen out of the sky. He turned to Legolas for help.
Legolas decided that his best bet would be speaking to the maiden that seemed capable of conversing with them, the one to whom he had lent his cloak, "Might I ask you name?" he said hopefully.
Adele turned from watching her friend with an expression that was half amusement, and half twitching. "Oh!" she said, "Yes! My name is Arne! I am sorry I did not tellest thou before, but I was a bit.confused." 'Waitaminute' she thought, 'did I just try to speak Old English to Legolas? Was there any reason for that, at all?' 'Probably not,' she answered herself.
"Ah," said Legolas, happy with the response, "A very fair name indeed, for such a maiden. And your companion's name?"
Adele kicked Adrienne, who said, "Oof! Estel!" and then lapsed into silence again.
Aragorn had heard enough. "You mean to tell me that this maiden falls out of the sky bearing both mine name, and mine sword?" he said in disbelief, "Surely this is a sign!"
"But of what?" asked Gimli, who had finally decided that being called "dude" was acceptable.
Aragorn was silent, and at last, "Of this I am not yet sure," he admitted, "but many strange things have since passed since the beginning of this quest, and one more does not do us harm."
"Let us hope not," said Legolas, glancing around them.
Adele was beginning to come to grips with the situation. Her idea of coming to grips with it, however, meant that she realized that she wasn't going to be able to snog Legolas anytime soon. Yet she was not bothered by this, because she was about 8 billion times closer to this little Elf than all the other fangirls put together. And on the upside, he didn't seem to be feeling any negative emotions to her, though he wasn't throwing himself at her feet, at least this was a start. She smiled at him. Legolas, not knowing what else to do, smiled back, though he hardly thought this was the time to be smiling.
In the silence Aragorn turned to see the path of the sun, which was rapidly approaching its zenith. "We cannot stay here," he said, "we must move on to find our companions."
"Merry and Pippin!" chirped Adrienne, coming out of her reverie.
Aragorn glanced at her, "Yes, Estel. When we have more time to talk, I would greatly like to know how it is you came to be here, and how it is you know our names. Nonetheless, it is useful not having to explain the situation. I trust you know it?"
Adrienne wasn't listening. She had fallen back into the coma caused by Aragorn uttering her name.
Aragorn looked at her, "Estel?" He looked at Adele, who was dreamily engorging herself on the Eau de Legolas derived from the cloak. "Is there something wrong with Estel?" Aragorn asked her.
"Oh no," replied Adele, "she does that all the time. Perfectly normal. Do all Elves smell as good as you, Legolas?"
Legolas was completely lost for words. At last, he managed, "I do not notice these things."
"They do," said Aragorn absentmindedly, then froze. Adele looked at him. Legolas looked at him. Adrienne continued doing what she was doing, which involved looking at Aragorn anyways. Gimli looked at him, and nodded in agreement.
"I was speaking of Arwen," Aragorn said, valiantly trying not to look embarrassed. "And I of Galadriel," agreed Gimli.
Legolas looked at them both, then decided to drop this topic. "We should move before the sun sets," he said pointedly. He did not wait for any answers, but loped off.
Adele kicked Adrienne, "We're going to go on a bit of a walk."
"Mrrm," said Adrienne.
"You can look at Aragorn while we walk."
"Okay."
~*~*~*~*Four Hours Later*~*~*~*~
Adele gasped for breath, her sides aching, and with cramps in every single part of her body that had a function, which was most of them. All thoughts of snogging Legolas were driven from her head, and replaced with ideas of harnessing the Beloved and making him carrying her. She debated intentionally breaking her ankle, then thought better of it. Then she decided that it was worth it, but there wasn't anything to really break her ankle upon. Legolas and Aragorn were little spots in the distance. Gimli ran past her, puffing steadily.
"Come come, young maiden Arne," he said, "If you do not carry weapons, then you must learn to run from those who do. Keep up!"
Adele cursed him in her head, and wearily began walking again. She glared at the tiny spot that was Adrienne jogging besides Aragorn. How she had kept up so well, Adele had not the faintest idea. "When do they get the damn horses?!" She muttered angrily. "The horses!"
After another good half an hour, she pulled up besides the company, who were waiting for her. Adele noted that Legolas wasn't even breathing heavily. She, however, collapsed on the ground, and groaned.
"Are you alright?" asked Legolas, approaching her from his lookout.
"Nooooo," moaned Adele, "So very noooooo." She just wanted rest and sleep, and then maybe after that rest, and more sleep. And some food and a shower would be nice. Then maybe she would contemplate snogging Legolas again, but not until then. She now understood why Aragorn looked the way he did.
Legolas offered her some water, which she drank and then burped in a very unladylike way. "Thank you," she mumbled, and turned over onto her back so she could watch the sunset. He sat down next to her as Aragorn took the position of lookout, with Adrienne sitting next to him, cheerfully talking about something. Damn cheerful little.
At any other time, Adele would have gone straight into the coma of sheer happiness. Here she was, accompanied by the Beloved, watching a sunset together. Now all she wanted to do was to recover.
Legolas pointed somewhere out of Adele's range of vision, "that is where we are heading," he said, "hopefully we will find out companions there."
"Mmm," agreed Adele.
"I am sorry that you are not all right because of us, but urgency is our only hope," continued Legolas, "the times are dire, and the choices we make now may alter the course of history."
"And then, there was a big swordfight, and lights, and teddy bears!" Adele could hear Adrienne talking to Aragorn.
"What are ted-dy bears?" asked Aragorn.
"Huuuge monsters, well over eight feet tall," replied Adrienne, gesturing wildly, "six heads each, and mouths full of teeth!"
Adele snorted. Adrienne always loved to mess with everyone's minds, and Aragorn's was no exception. Poor Aragorn.
"Its quite all right," said Adele to Legolas.
He hesitated, then asked, "Where are you from?"
Adele froze. Oh jeez. The inevitable questioning! Quick! Think of something! "Uhh, I don't know." Very smooth.
Legolas seemed a bit incredulous at this bit of Adele's masterminded scheme, "How do you not know?"
"Amnesia." Yes, Adele was the master of smooth talking.
"Then you do not remember your friends and family?"
"Yep!" said Adele happily. Amnesia was the ultimate way out of questioning. She used it as an excuse at work, at school, for everything.
"I am so sorry," Legolas said heavily, "I do not know what that must be like. It seems terrible."
"Extremely," Adele mumbled, and turned on her side, intending to go to sleep. Unfortunately, Legolas' knee was in the exact spot her eye was going, and the two did not make a good pair. Legolas' knee won the fight for the spot, and Adele's eye ended up the bruised and battered loser.
"I am so, so sorry!" Legolas exclaimed, distressed, and jumped to his feet to help her. In the corner, Gimli laughed. Adele thought fast. What would Arwen or Galadriel do in this situation? They wouldn't get into this situation, reflected Adele. Thusly, what would a much more suave person do? Use this opportunity to get into Legolas' pants. Yes, well, that might work. Or it might end up with running another 6 million miles tomorrow. Adele gave up on debating this point.
"Its okay, don't worry about it," she said, and proceeded use her arm as a pillow.
"Are you sure?" asked Legolas.
"Very," answered Adele wearily.
"It seems I have caused you more harm then good today, Arne, and I will try to make it up to you."
'Good,' thought Adele distractedly, 'tomorrow, when I can finally harness the Power of The Elf, and not have to walk anymore. And then maybe we can snog, like in a normal Mary Sue. Mmm, not having to walk.'
She started to snore.
