Chapter 16: The Council of Elrond
Disclaimer: Yi wu suo you. That's hanyu pinyin. In english, it basically means I got nothing.
Er, Fo......It wasn't *exactly* copying. You had a *nice* Valar who gave *helpful* answers. This one was going Gandalf style. And as for the elvish, it doesn't matter cos we don't have the time yet to decipher it, but in the meantime *inserts a string of cantonese* and *inserts some more German* . Third lang has its advantages, Fo. Blode Affe. Oh wait, that's masculine. Fine. Dumme Vogel. Er......waaaaiiiit. *frantically flipping through German notebook* . *AMANDA WHAT DID YOU GIVE TO THE RABBIT FOR HIS LITTERBOX??!!!!!*
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Elrond could not help noticing something was amiss at breakfast the next day. Polinn, Shuwen, and Diana did not appear until mid-morning, and even then there was none of the banter and name-calling between them and Glorfindel. Diana simply sat down stiffly and hid herself from view with the latest book. Polinn, a little icy, pretended to be teaching Diana and Silei Elvish, but the lord of Imladris had a strong suspicion the discussion going on behind Diana's large leather-bound volume was anything but a lesson on languages. Shu took her seat next to Inez and Gwen, and appeared to be telling them about "something that happened last night".
It was also noticed the nine girls left the table far quicker than was usual, and Glorfindel looked extremely glad to see them head out the hall. When they passed Glorfindel on the way out, it seemed Diana's nose was a little higher in the air than was usual, and Polinn, who normally would have jumped at the chance to start an argument, merely aimed a subtle kick at Glorfindel's chair.
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Once out of the dining hall, Claire, sensing the brewing storm, decided to make herself scarce and disappeared to the library. Inez and Pris went with her, wanting no part in the inevitable. The others decided to go for a hack.
"You guys wanna go for a swim in the Bruinen? The fair weather won't last, you know." Sara tried to lighten the mood. It worked for Shuwen.
"Race you down to the river!"
They took off through the trees to the Bruinen. Obviously, it was a close tie between Diana and Sara as they splashed into the water. Leaving the tack on the banks, Diana and Sara taught the others to ride bareback, reasoning that, due to the numerous plotlines of the same type on ff.net, they would definitely be joining the Fellowship, and therefore would have to travel light. It was nothing that could be called successful. Shuwen and Silei kept sliding off their horses into the water. Polinn was a little better off, but it was clear her horse's mane wasn't. Gwen stayed in the shallows, watching with interest.
Then a dark-haired figure appeared in the hilltop.
"There you are! We've been looking for you!"
"You mean *you've* been looking. The *other one* is probably eavesdropping somewhere else."
"There's to be a council in half an hour's time! You have to get back here right now!"
"Coming, Grandad."
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They made it to the large open-air balconey just in time. Still ignoring Glorfindel, they took their seats with Claire, Pris, and Inez. Elrond began.
"Strangers from distant lands, friends of old, you have been called here to answer the threat of Mordor.........."
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Okay, this is really short cos the next chapter will be awfully long (I mean, just imagine the council with two groups on bad terms, *then* the argument between Aragorn, Legolas, and Boromir, and the part where everyone jumps up in synchro and starts bickering.). I had to break it somewhere, you know.
Disclaimer: Yi wu suo you. That's hanyu pinyin. In english, it basically means I got nothing.
Er, Fo......It wasn't *exactly* copying. You had a *nice* Valar who gave *helpful* answers. This one was going Gandalf style. And as for the elvish, it doesn't matter cos we don't have the time yet to decipher it, but in the meantime *inserts a string of cantonese* and *inserts some more German* . Third lang has its advantages, Fo. Blode Affe. Oh wait, that's masculine. Fine. Dumme Vogel. Er......waaaaiiiit. *frantically flipping through German notebook* . *AMANDA WHAT DID YOU GIVE TO THE RABBIT FOR HIS LITTERBOX??!!!!!*
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Elrond could not help noticing something was amiss at breakfast the next day. Polinn, Shuwen, and Diana did not appear until mid-morning, and even then there was none of the banter and name-calling between them and Glorfindel. Diana simply sat down stiffly and hid herself from view with the latest book. Polinn, a little icy, pretended to be teaching Diana and Silei Elvish, but the lord of Imladris had a strong suspicion the discussion going on behind Diana's large leather-bound volume was anything but a lesson on languages. Shu took her seat next to Inez and Gwen, and appeared to be telling them about "something that happened last night".
It was also noticed the nine girls left the table far quicker than was usual, and Glorfindel looked extremely glad to see them head out the hall. When they passed Glorfindel on the way out, it seemed Diana's nose was a little higher in the air than was usual, and Polinn, who normally would have jumped at the chance to start an argument, merely aimed a subtle kick at Glorfindel's chair.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Once out of the dining hall, Claire, sensing the brewing storm, decided to make herself scarce and disappeared to the library. Inez and Pris went with her, wanting no part in the inevitable. The others decided to go for a hack.
"You guys wanna go for a swim in the Bruinen? The fair weather won't last, you know." Sara tried to lighten the mood. It worked for Shuwen.
"Race you down to the river!"
They took off through the trees to the Bruinen. Obviously, it was a close tie between Diana and Sara as they splashed into the water. Leaving the tack on the banks, Diana and Sara taught the others to ride bareback, reasoning that, due to the numerous plotlines of the same type on ff.net, they would definitely be joining the Fellowship, and therefore would have to travel light. It was nothing that could be called successful. Shuwen and Silei kept sliding off their horses into the water. Polinn was a little better off, but it was clear her horse's mane wasn't. Gwen stayed in the shallows, watching with interest.
Then a dark-haired figure appeared in the hilltop.
"There you are! We've been looking for you!"
"You mean *you've* been looking. The *other one* is probably eavesdropping somewhere else."
"There's to be a council in half an hour's time! You have to get back here right now!"
"Coming, Grandad."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
They made it to the large open-air balconey just in time. Still ignoring Glorfindel, they took their seats with Claire, Pris, and Inez. Elrond began.
"Strangers from distant lands, friends of old, you have been called here to answer the threat of Mordor.........."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Okay, this is really short cos the next chapter will be awfully long (I mean, just imagine the council with two groups on bad terms, *then* the argument between Aragorn, Legolas, and Boromir, and the part where everyone jumps up in synchro and starts bickering.). I had to break it somewhere, you know.