Disclaimer: I don't own LOTR. I want to own a pink bunny though.
(A/N)
Thank you and cookies for all of my reviewers. I enjoy reading your reviews so much. I can not believe the support that I am getting from my loyal reviewers. I am trying to keep all of the names and dates correct so for the record Kellyn is in year 2818 of the third age. Also I must thank Silacwen Uvanimar-dreamingfifi for correcting me on how to spell Namárië; I hate it when I spell things like that wrong.
I have to mention one more thing before I continue with the story. Kellyn can speak westron and Elvish from learning it; she is a genius after all. Jake can speak and understand westron and Elvish because Kellyn programmed it into the computer that he is hooked up to so that he could.
With that having been said, on with the story (I hope that you all like)..........
Chapter 4: Mirima
My pink bunny and I continued across the plains of Rohan at a dead run...or hop in Jake's case. We had been running for 2 hours and it was still mid afternoon. All I could hope for was that we got there before people ended the trading time of the day. I was extremely grateful that I had remembered to look up the general market times that Edoras had. I wanted to get in and out of Edoras without any problems or questions asked.
We are very close perhaps only fifteen or so minutes away. There is only one more thing that I have to address with Jake before we enter Edoras.
because of that fact I need an Elvish name." I explained.
"Only if you get me out of this freaky pink bunny form!" he screamed. I have a crazy feeling that he is mad at me.
"Ok, ok, no more pink bunny," I said while simultaneously tapping the center bead of my necklace. Jakes hologram flickered for a few seconds and disappeared only to come back in human form.
"What do you want me to call you?" Jake asked. He sounded slightly agitated but glad to be back in his normal body.
"Call me..." I thought for a moment, "Oloriel, it means dream, And since being in middle earth was my long time dream I find it appropriate," I explained to Jake.
"O...lori...el, well at least I can pronounce it," Jake said while beginning to drift off of the ground.
"Get down Jake!" I hissed," We are only a few minutes away from Edoras. The sentries could see you."
"Ok," Jake said in a pissed off tone. Who can really blame him though? The poor guy just had to live through being a pink bunny for two hours.
"You are going to have to change into another holographic animal before we enter Edoras you...." I was interrupted.
"There is no way in heck that I am going to be a pink bunny again!" Jake hollered.
"Not a pink bunny, that wouldn't be practical," I explained," The problem is that if you stay in your human form people would walk "through you" and that would freak then out a tad. No, I was thinking something along the lines of a hawk or falcon, something that could keep watch."
"I don't love the idea but it beats a pink bunny," he agreed.
"That's great! do you want to try it out?" I questioned.
"Sure," he said in an 'I am just going to lose anyway' tone.
"Great!" I replied and began to tap away at my necklace again. He flickered and reappeared as a gray and black falcon.
"Hey, flying is way more fun than floating!" Jake exclaimed as he flew off into the sky.
"Jake, Can you fly over to the sentry tower and wait there until I reach the gates." I yelled.
"Sure," he replied and speeds off in the direction of Edoras.
I sprinted in silence for the next ten minutes until I reached the gates of Edoras.
"What be your business in Edoras?" The sentry hollered in westron from the gate.
"I seek to attend at the market," I yelled in reply.
The sentry opened the gate. I walked into a city that was ...moving and alive... that's for certain. Jake saw me and flew onto my shoulder before I would get lost in the crowd.
"Where are we going to go first?" Jake questioned.
"I want to find some stables and buy a horse first. Did you know that the Rohirim are known for the breading of their horses?" I was beginning to bore him. I at that moment was silently thanking my mom because she forced me to take horseback riding lessons for seven years.
"Ok, sure, whatever" was his quiet and nonchalant reply.
I walked up to the nearest vendor who did not look like she had much business and decided to question her.
"I will buy a loaf of your bread if you tell me where the nearest stables are that have horses for sale." I stated. I have found after studying the human psyche that they are more apt to give you good information if you help them too.
"five huts down on the right," she quickly explained.
I handed her one of my silver pieces and as I walked off hollered over my shoulder," Keep the bread'" God knows that she needs it more than I do.
When I found the stables I saw a man that looked in his 50's caring for a black horse. 'He must know something about this place' I thought.
"Excuse me" I asked to get his attention.
"Can I help you with anything?" He asked.
"Yes, I was wondering if you had any trained horses for sale." I asked. I swear that he changed from 'horse trainer to salesman to quick to notice. Car salesmen can't even do that.
He began to lead me down the rows of stalls listing the strengths of each horse,
"this is a nice one over here...big... that black one over there.... very strong. ... white one... pretty," he began to list off. We passed by a stall and he didn't mention anything about the horse inside. I thought it odd because when I got a good look at the horse it looked fine. It reminded me of the Arabian horses from earth with the shape of its head and the smaller size of its body.
"What about that one, is it trained?" I questioned while pointing toward its stall.
"She's a mare. A wild one at that, she hates being in that stall. She is trained but I wouldn't trust her. You are lucky that you caught her on a good day.... she has been here for a few years now waiting to be sold because she is so small and most people want strong stallions. You don't want this one." He dissuadingly stated. "Now this one..." he was interrupted.
"Take her out of her stall, I want to examine her gait," I asked. He must think that I am nuts.
"Ok," he stated in a disapproving tone while tying a guide rope around her neck and walking her out.
She was a gray color with freckles of white, her mane and tale also white. She stood around fifteen hands, small compared to the monstrous eighteen hand horses in the other stalls. For all the time that she had lived in stalls she had spirit, you could tell because she was fighting against the caretaker while he lead her around the stalls. She looked strong for her small size, but she was definitely no war horse. I didn't want a war horse though; I wanted a spirited horse that wouldn't go crazy on me. If I did not know better though I would swear that she was an Arabian. Definitely has spirit, she would be a challenge, but I love a challenge.
"How much money is she?" I asked.
"Very low, three of those gold pieces and three of the silver might do it," He stated as he watched me take out my money. I know, bad move on my part. "I am practically giving her to you!" he exclaimed after I had given him the "Kellyn look".
"Ok, fair price," I said and put down the money. He had me write down my name on a piece of paper and state the price I had paid. , must have been for the owner of the horse. Ha Middle Earth accounting books.
"I am going to pick up some more necessities, and by the way what is your name?" I asked.
"Just call me Trainer," he replied
"Ok, like I said before I am going to get some supplies, can you have this horse ready to ride by the time I get back, I will only be gone an hour." I explained.
"Ok, she will be ready to go," he agreed.
"Thank you, goodbye." I said with a wave as I ran out of the stables. Like I said before, I wanted to get in get my stuff and get out.
I shopped a lot since I was going to have very little use for money where I was traveling; I needed food and water flasks more. I collected all of the necessities: leather flask, knives, food, blankets which I could form into a sleeping bag thingy etc... and I was walking back to the stables Jake following me by standing on the roofs of houses until I passed him then he would move to the next one. Only a few people noticed but they didn't say anything.
I was only two huts away from the stables when I saw a mugging going on between the two buildings. The lady being mugged was the one who told me where the stables were 'oh shit those men must have seen me give her the silver piece, this is my entire fault'. Why couldn't I just get in and get out of Edoras without any problems WHY?
I can't attack them or actually win a fight. So after careful thought I decided on the hit and run theory. I took out one of my knives 'I hope that this pisses them off'' I thought as I snuck up on the leader (people can't hear me, being an elf rocks). No one had noticed me by the time that I had gotten close enough.
I used my knife to cut his belt in half so that his leggings would fall down. I didn't have time to stick around and see if they did because I was on a dead run out of there. The last thing that I heard was a "Get im boys" from who I thought to be the leader and feet hitting the ground fast.
Jake was following me in the air as I made the right and streaked through the stables towards the training pen where my horse was. 'No saddle, great, just peachy' I thought in annoyance. 'I guess that I will just have to make do' I thought as I decided that I could go bareback.
I after I had mounted my horse the men who were chasing me turned the corner and spotted me.
"!@#$#5," I said in a moment of annoyance as I kicked my horse into a gallop, and took the back way out of the stables and to the gates of Edoras. Thank the Valar that they were open or I would have either gotten caught or become Kellyn that elf that caused a stain on the gates because she splatted like a fly on a wall.
Once we got out of Edoras my horse began to gallop faster. It was like she hadn't had the chance to run that hard in a long time and was enjoying it immensely. I let her run too. I figured that I would be fine and she would get it out of her system......
A few miles later I began to slow her down because the terrain was becoming rockier and I didn't want to risk injury. Jake flew down and landed on my shoulder again.
"Uhhh, Kellyn can I get changed back to a human now?" he asked.
"Uhhh sorry, of course," I said quickly and began tapping on my necklace again.
"Thanks," he stated. "So what are you going to name her?" he asked.
I had already decided on her name when I first saw the mare.
"Her name is Mirima, it means free in Quena," I calmly replied as I was petting her nose." The thing Mirima desired the most was freedom."
I am Kellyn /Oloriel, and I finally do not have tie dyed clothes. Whoo!
(A/N)
I know that this chapter was a little less humorous then the last three. I sort of had to make it serious though.
For those who don't know Elves are very good with animals, that is the reason why Kellyn could just jump on Mirima and ride.
Please Review, I love to get reviews.
Namárië,
Lorac
(A/N)
Thank you and cookies for all of my reviewers. I enjoy reading your reviews so much. I can not believe the support that I am getting from my loyal reviewers. I am trying to keep all of the names and dates correct so for the record Kellyn is in year 2818 of the third age. Also I must thank Silacwen Uvanimar-dreamingfifi for correcting me on how to spell Namárië; I hate it when I spell things like that wrong.
I have to mention one more thing before I continue with the story. Kellyn can speak westron and Elvish from learning it; she is a genius after all. Jake can speak and understand westron and Elvish because Kellyn programmed it into the computer that he is hooked up to so that he could.
With that having been said, on with the story (I hope that you all like)..........
Chapter 4: Mirima
My pink bunny and I continued across the plains of Rohan at a dead run...or hop in Jake's case. We had been running for 2 hours and it was still mid afternoon. All I could hope for was that we got there before people ended the trading time of the day. I was extremely grateful that I had remembered to look up the general market times that Edoras had. I wanted to get in and out of Edoras without any problems or questions asked.
We are very close perhaps only fifteen or so minutes away. There is only one more thing that I have to address with Jake before we enter Edoras.
because of that fact I need an Elvish name." I explained.
"Only if you get me out of this freaky pink bunny form!" he screamed. I have a crazy feeling that he is mad at me.
"Ok, ok, no more pink bunny," I said while simultaneously tapping the center bead of my necklace. Jakes hologram flickered for a few seconds and disappeared only to come back in human form.
"What do you want me to call you?" Jake asked. He sounded slightly agitated but glad to be back in his normal body.
"Call me..." I thought for a moment, "Oloriel, it means dream, And since being in middle earth was my long time dream I find it appropriate," I explained to Jake.
"O...lori...el, well at least I can pronounce it," Jake said while beginning to drift off of the ground.
"Get down Jake!" I hissed," We are only a few minutes away from Edoras. The sentries could see you."
"Ok," Jake said in a pissed off tone. Who can really blame him though? The poor guy just had to live through being a pink bunny for two hours.
"You are going to have to change into another holographic animal before we enter Edoras you...." I was interrupted.
"There is no way in heck that I am going to be a pink bunny again!" Jake hollered.
"Not a pink bunny, that wouldn't be practical," I explained," The problem is that if you stay in your human form people would walk "through you" and that would freak then out a tad. No, I was thinking something along the lines of a hawk or falcon, something that could keep watch."
"I don't love the idea but it beats a pink bunny," he agreed.
"That's great! do you want to try it out?" I questioned.
"Sure," he said in an 'I am just going to lose anyway' tone.
"Great!" I replied and began to tap away at my necklace again. He flickered and reappeared as a gray and black falcon.
"Hey, flying is way more fun than floating!" Jake exclaimed as he flew off into the sky.
"Jake, Can you fly over to the sentry tower and wait there until I reach the gates." I yelled.
"Sure," he replied and speeds off in the direction of Edoras.
I sprinted in silence for the next ten minutes until I reached the gates of Edoras.
"What be your business in Edoras?" The sentry hollered in westron from the gate.
"I seek to attend at the market," I yelled in reply.
The sentry opened the gate. I walked into a city that was ...moving and alive... that's for certain. Jake saw me and flew onto my shoulder before I would get lost in the crowd.
"Where are we going to go first?" Jake questioned.
"I want to find some stables and buy a horse first. Did you know that the Rohirim are known for the breading of their horses?" I was beginning to bore him. I at that moment was silently thanking my mom because she forced me to take horseback riding lessons for seven years.
"Ok, sure, whatever" was his quiet and nonchalant reply.
I walked up to the nearest vendor who did not look like she had much business and decided to question her.
"I will buy a loaf of your bread if you tell me where the nearest stables are that have horses for sale." I stated. I have found after studying the human psyche that they are more apt to give you good information if you help them too.
"five huts down on the right," she quickly explained.
I handed her one of my silver pieces and as I walked off hollered over my shoulder," Keep the bread'" God knows that she needs it more than I do.
When I found the stables I saw a man that looked in his 50's caring for a black horse. 'He must know something about this place' I thought.
"Excuse me" I asked to get his attention.
"Can I help you with anything?" He asked.
"Yes, I was wondering if you had any trained horses for sale." I asked. I swear that he changed from 'horse trainer to salesman to quick to notice. Car salesmen can't even do that.
He began to lead me down the rows of stalls listing the strengths of each horse,
"this is a nice one over here...big... that black one over there.... very strong. ... white one... pretty," he began to list off. We passed by a stall and he didn't mention anything about the horse inside. I thought it odd because when I got a good look at the horse it looked fine. It reminded me of the Arabian horses from earth with the shape of its head and the smaller size of its body.
"What about that one, is it trained?" I questioned while pointing toward its stall.
"She's a mare. A wild one at that, she hates being in that stall. She is trained but I wouldn't trust her. You are lucky that you caught her on a good day.... she has been here for a few years now waiting to be sold because she is so small and most people want strong stallions. You don't want this one." He dissuadingly stated. "Now this one..." he was interrupted.
"Take her out of her stall, I want to examine her gait," I asked. He must think that I am nuts.
"Ok," he stated in a disapproving tone while tying a guide rope around her neck and walking her out.
She was a gray color with freckles of white, her mane and tale also white. She stood around fifteen hands, small compared to the monstrous eighteen hand horses in the other stalls. For all the time that she had lived in stalls she had spirit, you could tell because she was fighting against the caretaker while he lead her around the stalls. She looked strong for her small size, but she was definitely no war horse. I didn't want a war horse though; I wanted a spirited horse that wouldn't go crazy on me. If I did not know better though I would swear that she was an Arabian. Definitely has spirit, she would be a challenge, but I love a challenge.
"How much money is she?" I asked.
"Very low, three of those gold pieces and three of the silver might do it," He stated as he watched me take out my money. I know, bad move on my part. "I am practically giving her to you!" he exclaimed after I had given him the "Kellyn look".
"Ok, fair price," I said and put down the money. He had me write down my name on a piece of paper and state the price I had paid. , must have been for the owner of the horse. Ha Middle Earth accounting books.
"I am going to pick up some more necessities, and by the way what is your name?" I asked.
"Just call me Trainer," he replied
"Ok, like I said before I am going to get some supplies, can you have this horse ready to ride by the time I get back, I will only be gone an hour." I explained.
"Ok, she will be ready to go," he agreed.
"Thank you, goodbye." I said with a wave as I ran out of the stables. Like I said before, I wanted to get in get my stuff and get out.
I shopped a lot since I was going to have very little use for money where I was traveling; I needed food and water flasks more. I collected all of the necessities: leather flask, knives, food, blankets which I could form into a sleeping bag thingy etc... and I was walking back to the stables Jake following me by standing on the roofs of houses until I passed him then he would move to the next one. Only a few people noticed but they didn't say anything.
I was only two huts away from the stables when I saw a mugging going on between the two buildings. The lady being mugged was the one who told me where the stables were 'oh shit those men must have seen me give her the silver piece, this is my entire fault'. Why couldn't I just get in and get out of Edoras without any problems WHY?
I can't attack them or actually win a fight. So after careful thought I decided on the hit and run theory. I took out one of my knives 'I hope that this pisses them off'' I thought as I snuck up on the leader (people can't hear me, being an elf rocks). No one had noticed me by the time that I had gotten close enough.
I used my knife to cut his belt in half so that his leggings would fall down. I didn't have time to stick around and see if they did because I was on a dead run out of there. The last thing that I heard was a "Get im boys" from who I thought to be the leader and feet hitting the ground fast.
Jake was following me in the air as I made the right and streaked through the stables towards the training pen where my horse was. 'No saddle, great, just peachy' I thought in annoyance. 'I guess that I will just have to make do' I thought as I decided that I could go bareback.
I after I had mounted my horse the men who were chasing me turned the corner and spotted me.
"!@#$#5," I said in a moment of annoyance as I kicked my horse into a gallop, and took the back way out of the stables and to the gates of Edoras. Thank the Valar that they were open or I would have either gotten caught or become Kellyn that elf that caused a stain on the gates because she splatted like a fly on a wall.
Once we got out of Edoras my horse began to gallop faster. It was like she hadn't had the chance to run that hard in a long time and was enjoying it immensely. I let her run too. I figured that I would be fine and she would get it out of her system......
A few miles later I began to slow her down because the terrain was becoming rockier and I didn't want to risk injury. Jake flew down and landed on my shoulder again.
"Uhhh, Kellyn can I get changed back to a human now?" he asked.
"Uhhh sorry, of course," I said quickly and began tapping on my necklace again.
"Thanks," he stated. "So what are you going to name her?" he asked.
I had already decided on her name when I first saw the mare.
"Her name is Mirima, it means free in Quena," I calmly replied as I was petting her nose." The thing Mirima desired the most was freedom."
I am Kellyn /Oloriel, and I finally do not have tie dyed clothes. Whoo!
(A/N)
I know that this chapter was a little less humorous then the last three. I sort of had to make it serious though.
For those who don't know Elves are very good with animals, that is the reason why Kellyn could just jump on Mirima and ride.
Please Review, I love to get reviews.
Namárië,
Lorac