DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN LORD OF THE RINGS.
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::: Thoughts::: ~Elvish~ "Common" #Japanese# Translations
If I know the real word in a language, I'll write it in that language inside the symbols. If I don't, I'll just use English inside the symbols.
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Rhiannon: Ree-ann-on Megami: Meg-om-ee Setsuki: Set-sook-ee
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Hey-Thanx to all those who have reviewed so far. Let's face it, this fic is doing poorly. Your enthusiasm is MUCH appreciated. What Megami/ FWEAK 1 said about me being such a nut, it's true ^^. Speaking of Megami, she's done pretty well for her FIRST chapter in her FIRST fic EVER. Lol.
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MEGAMI'S P.O.V.
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The guy, whose name I'd learned was Valkeron, led me out of his cousin's inn. We had stayed there for what I guessed was about a week. But I had done so much daydreaming that I couldn't really be sure. I was wondering and reflecting upon MANY things. But before I confuse you, let me start from the beginning.
You all know how Valkeron found me, with that weird, um, floatiness, for lack of a better word. Well, I found out many things after that. He helped me over to town, at his cousin's inn. He was meeting his grandfather there. The inn, named "the Singing Lark" was started by Valkeron's aunt, and was located in Bree, just down the street from the Prancing Pony.
Now, you are probably wondering where the hell Bree is, well so was I. But here's a clue, had I been a fan of Lord of the Rings (like Rhiannon) I would have known in a heartbeat. Unfortunately, Rhiannon was always going on and on and on about Tolkien and his works. So much so, that I got sick of it and shut it out completely.
Yes, that's right. By some uncanny force of nature or will (I know not which) I landed here in Middle Earth, and I am mortified. Bad enough that I must HEAR about it from Rhiannon, now I must see it, and smell it, and feel it, and, well, frankly, I'm not happy.
Now I was wondering what the hell I was gonna do about getting home and hopefully finding Rhiannon safe and sound there, when a message arrived for Valkeron.
Valkeron and I had become good friends over our few days of travel. He could be annoying as heck, and extremely competitive, but he was nice nonetheless.
I even watched his grandfather train him in the ancient arts a few times, but despite their invitations, I never joined in. I had no intention of starting something that I was never going to finish. He knew my whole situation, how I was from "another world" (or another time, in my opinion), and that I somehow ended up here.
He's skeptical, he says, but whenever I mention it, he gets all quiet and changes the subject.
Now, about the message. Apparently, Valkeron's reputation as a mage was getting around, because some princey dude in some far off city was having trouble with 'monsters' in his woods.
He'd sent the messenger to Valkeron, asking for magical aid and opinion. In his letter back, Valkeron had mentioned MY situation to the royal pain in the butt, and I was invited to come to this city with Valkeron, in hopes that they could figure out how to return me home.
Now it was my turn to be skeptical. But, after weighing the options carefully (okay, so it only took me a few seconds), I decided to travel with Valkeron once more. It was better than staying here and having the maids try to force me into those freaking corsets and dresses. There was NO way they were doin' THAT...
Now, we were out on the road. I was in some funky pair of tight pants and shiny boots. The shirt was one of those loose and billowy peasant tops that people in medieval movies always have on. I suppose that this made sense though, as EVERYTHING here was out of the medieval times.
I was on a horse named Raider. This was funny, as Rhiannon rode horses (I went with her once, and had a great time, but never felt like going again) and her favorite horse's name was Raider. He was some white, black, and brown spotted horse. There was some special name for his breed, but I can't remember it. Personally, the Raider that she rode reminded me of a Beagle dog, only bigger...
THIS horse, however, was fidgety and made a lot of noise. The leather squeaked and groaned under me. He was very bumpy and I felt like he was going to throw me off any moment.
Valkeron, on the other hand, was whistling and trotting along as though nothing in life could be better. He had a few daggers with him, and a bow and arrows strapped to his back. I had no weapons, which partially infuriated me (I hate it when people think that women are weak), but made me kind of glad too.
When we were younger, (okay, we still do it SOMETIMES), Rhiannon and I used to go in my backyard with plastic swords, and fight each other. I was good at the swords, while she was good at wrestling. I remember that once, when I was over her house, she'd asked me if I would ever consider taking archery lessons with her.
I'd scoffed and said something like "Does this have to do with that blondie boy from Lord of the Rings?" She'd scowled and said something similar to "A) Yes. B) His name is Legolas. C) Archery is cool with or without Legolas. D) You need to do SOMETHING other than sit and the couch, & finally, E) I don't want to ask my mom for more lessons. But if I say that YOU'RE doing them... " I just shook my head and laughed. She always had some plan forming under that mass of puffy blond hair.
Suddenly, Valkeron stopped, throwing me violently back into reality. "Do you hear that?" He asked. "Hear what?" I muttered. He glared at me, then went back to observing the surroundings. "I think that you're imagining things, AGAIN!" "SHHH!" He scolded.
I rolled my eyes and listened with him. I could hear someone taking heavy footsteps, and grumbling after nearly every pace. "Stupid board. Damn project. Dumb Megami..." "HEY!" I exclaimed loudly, hearing this last remark.
Suddenly, it hit me. Only one other person had that voice, talked like that... "RHIANNON!" I exclaimed, jumping down from Raider and almost landing square on my ass in the dirt. "MEGAMI!?" She called back. "OVER HERE!"
I heard her running. She wore way too much jewelry for her own good. But whatever, her business.
"Hey girl!" She yelled when she emerged from the bushes. "Rhia!" She gave me a quizzical look at my sudden nickname for her, but didn't bother with it. "You two know each other?" Valkeron asked hesitantly. "DUH!" Rhiannon exclaimed. "Curious...more and more curious every day..." Valkeron began mumbling to himself.
I hugged Rhiannon, and she looked at me like I'd just sprouted three heads. "What?" "Y-you hugged me!" She exclaimed. She had a point, I never did hug her. "Well yeah! I missed ya! I mean really, when I, of all people land here in Middle Earth, you know that you have a problem." Her eyes widened. "M-middle Earth?" She asked, disbelievingly.
"Ha ha Megami, very funny." She smirked. I sighed, and led her over to Raider. She hopped on, getting my point without the exchange of words. I jumped up behind her, and as we trotted in line behind Valkeron, I explained all my latest adventures to her...
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HOPE IT WAS GOOD! ^^ Review!
Megami's up next!
ElfPilot/ FWEAK 2/ Rhiannon
::: Thoughts::: ~Elvish~ "Common" #Japanese# Translations
If I know the real word in a language, I'll write it in that language inside the symbols. If I don't, I'll just use English inside the symbols.
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Rhiannon: Ree-ann-on Megami: Meg-om-ee Setsuki: Set-sook-ee
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Hey-Thanx to all those who have reviewed so far. Let's face it, this fic is doing poorly. Your enthusiasm is MUCH appreciated. What Megami/ FWEAK 1 said about me being such a nut, it's true ^^. Speaking of Megami, she's done pretty well for her FIRST chapter in her FIRST fic EVER. Lol.
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MEGAMI'S P.O.V.
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The guy, whose name I'd learned was Valkeron, led me out of his cousin's inn. We had stayed there for what I guessed was about a week. But I had done so much daydreaming that I couldn't really be sure. I was wondering and reflecting upon MANY things. But before I confuse you, let me start from the beginning.
You all know how Valkeron found me, with that weird, um, floatiness, for lack of a better word. Well, I found out many things after that. He helped me over to town, at his cousin's inn. He was meeting his grandfather there. The inn, named "the Singing Lark" was started by Valkeron's aunt, and was located in Bree, just down the street from the Prancing Pony.
Now, you are probably wondering where the hell Bree is, well so was I. But here's a clue, had I been a fan of Lord of the Rings (like Rhiannon) I would have known in a heartbeat. Unfortunately, Rhiannon was always going on and on and on about Tolkien and his works. So much so, that I got sick of it and shut it out completely.
Yes, that's right. By some uncanny force of nature or will (I know not which) I landed here in Middle Earth, and I am mortified. Bad enough that I must HEAR about it from Rhiannon, now I must see it, and smell it, and feel it, and, well, frankly, I'm not happy.
Now I was wondering what the hell I was gonna do about getting home and hopefully finding Rhiannon safe and sound there, when a message arrived for Valkeron.
Valkeron and I had become good friends over our few days of travel. He could be annoying as heck, and extremely competitive, but he was nice nonetheless.
I even watched his grandfather train him in the ancient arts a few times, but despite their invitations, I never joined in. I had no intention of starting something that I was never going to finish. He knew my whole situation, how I was from "another world" (or another time, in my opinion), and that I somehow ended up here.
He's skeptical, he says, but whenever I mention it, he gets all quiet and changes the subject.
Now, about the message. Apparently, Valkeron's reputation as a mage was getting around, because some princey dude in some far off city was having trouble with 'monsters' in his woods.
He'd sent the messenger to Valkeron, asking for magical aid and opinion. In his letter back, Valkeron had mentioned MY situation to the royal pain in the butt, and I was invited to come to this city with Valkeron, in hopes that they could figure out how to return me home.
Now it was my turn to be skeptical. But, after weighing the options carefully (okay, so it only took me a few seconds), I decided to travel with Valkeron once more. It was better than staying here and having the maids try to force me into those freaking corsets and dresses. There was NO way they were doin' THAT...
Now, we were out on the road. I was in some funky pair of tight pants and shiny boots. The shirt was one of those loose and billowy peasant tops that people in medieval movies always have on. I suppose that this made sense though, as EVERYTHING here was out of the medieval times.
I was on a horse named Raider. This was funny, as Rhiannon rode horses (I went with her once, and had a great time, but never felt like going again) and her favorite horse's name was Raider. He was some white, black, and brown spotted horse. There was some special name for his breed, but I can't remember it. Personally, the Raider that she rode reminded me of a Beagle dog, only bigger...
THIS horse, however, was fidgety and made a lot of noise. The leather squeaked and groaned under me. He was very bumpy and I felt like he was going to throw me off any moment.
Valkeron, on the other hand, was whistling and trotting along as though nothing in life could be better. He had a few daggers with him, and a bow and arrows strapped to his back. I had no weapons, which partially infuriated me (I hate it when people think that women are weak), but made me kind of glad too.
When we were younger, (okay, we still do it SOMETIMES), Rhiannon and I used to go in my backyard with plastic swords, and fight each other. I was good at the swords, while she was good at wrestling. I remember that once, when I was over her house, she'd asked me if I would ever consider taking archery lessons with her.
I'd scoffed and said something like "Does this have to do with that blondie boy from Lord of the Rings?" She'd scowled and said something similar to "A) Yes. B) His name is Legolas. C) Archery is cool with or without Legolas. D) You need to do SOMETHING other than sit and the couch, & finally, E) I don't want to ask my mom for more lessons. But if I say that YOU'RE doing them... " I just shook my head and laughed. She always had some plan forming under that mass of puffy blond hair.
Suddenly, Valkeron stopped, throwing me violently back into reality. "Do you hear that?" He asked. "Hear what?" I muttered. He glared at me, then went back to observing the surroundings. "I think that you're imagining things, AGAIN!" "SHHH!" He scolded.
I rolled my eyes and listened with him. I could hear someone taking heavy footsteps, and grumbling after nearly every pace. "Stupid board. Damn project. Dumb Megami..." "HEY!" I exclaimed loudly, hearing this last remark.
Suddenly, it hit me. Only one other person had that voice, talked like that... "RHIANNON!" I exclaimed, jumping down from Raider and almost landing square on my ass in the dirt. "MEGAMI!?" She called back. "OVER HERE!"
I heard her running. She wore way too much jewelry for her own good. But whatever, her business.
"Hey girl!" She yelled when she emerged from the bushes. "Rhia!" She gave me a quizzical look at my sudden nickname for her, but didn't bother with it. "You two know each other?" Valkeron asked hesitantly. "DUH!" Rhiannon exclaimed. "Curious...more and more curious every day..." Valkeron began mumbling to himself.
I hugged Rhiannon, and she looked at me like I'd just sprouted three heads. "What?" "Y-you hugged me!" She exclaimed. She had a point, I never did hug her. "Well yeah! I missed ya! I mean really, when I, of all people land here in Middle Earth, you know that you have a problem." Her eyes widened. "M-middle Earth?" She asked, disbelievingly.
"Ha ha Megami, very funny." She smirked. I sighed, and led her over to Raider. She hopped on, getting my point without the exchange of words. I jumped up behind her, and as we trotted in line behind Valkeron, I explained all my latest adventures to her...
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HOPE IT WAS GOOD! ^^ Review!
Megami's up next!
ElfPilot/ FWEAK 2/ Rhiannon