Disclaimer: I CALL DIBS!!!.o.o Damn. I can't do that, can I?
Time: Pass the Time
A/N: Okay, now I CALL DIBS.Talk about your usual "I want the front seat of the car" deal. o.o
"Two more days, Mordil," Rachel said, climbing onto the horse's back. He stood up and began walking slowly toward the village while the elf on his whithers stuck her tongue out in concentration. She needed to swing her legs around. A small whisper of a voice reached the elf's ears and they twitched. It wasn't a voice, but somehow it seemed reassuring to her. Puzzled, Rachel looked around and studied the trees swaying slightly in the golden sun. Shrugging, she whistled to Mordil and he picked up the pace.
"Two days," Legolas said under his breath. He looked at the horizon and saw the very tip of some forestry in the setting sun. As the beams washed the canopy, Legolas closed his eyes and imagined her face, her touch, her voice. Everything that haunted him in his mind would soon be alive for him to see, hear, and feel with his senses. Aragorn walked up to the elf and placed a light hand on his shoulder. Legolas didn't move, didn't blink, and the man waited for some time to get a reaction, but received none. "You should calm yourself, Legolas. She'll be there, waiting for you. That's not something to take advantage of," Gimli's voice sounded from the elf's waist. He looked up at his friends, pleading quietly for them to find some rest that night. Aragorn sighed and mounted his horse once again. Legolas did so aswell and Gimli growled. "My rear is as sore as a black eye! Why can't we rest for the night?!" he cried, struggling atop his steed.
Rachel jumped off her friend when they reached the village two hours later. Immediately fallin gto the ground, she cursed. "Damnit! I forgot about these shit-for-brains legs of mine." A small child from the village looked at her and reminded her of her dog when it was a puppy. She missed that dog. "Do you need help, lady?" he asked quietly, stepping a bit closer. Rachel gritted her teeth and nodded. The boy ran away and the elf pounded the dirt. She thought she had scared him away. "Excuse me, my son has just ushered me here.could we offer you some rest and healing?" a very sweet woman said a moment later. Rachel looked up at her and laughed, shaking her head slightly. "You have no idea how much that would be appreciated."
A/N: Yep.*nods* o.o
Time: Pass the Time
A/N: Okay, now I CALL DIBS.Talk about your usual "I want the front seat of the car" deal. o.o
"Two more days, Mordil," Rachel said, climbing onto the horse's back. He stood up and began walking slowly toward the village while the elf on his whithers stuck her tongue out in concentration. She needed to swing her legs around. A small whisper of a voice reached the elf's ears and they twitched. It wasn't a voice, but somehow it seemed reassuring to her. Puzzled, Rachel looked around and studied the trees swaying slightly in the golden sun. Shrugging, she whistled to Mordil and he picked up the pace.
"Two days," Legolas said under his breath. He looked at the horizon and saw the very tip of some forestry in the setting sun. As the beams washed the canopy, Legolas closed his eyes and imagined her face, her touch, her voice. Everything that haunted him in his mind would soon be alive for him to see, hear, and feel with his senses. Aragorn walked up to the elf and placed a light hand on his shoulder. Legolas didn't move, didn't blink, and the man waited for some time to get a reaction, but received none. "You should calm yourself, Legolas. She'll be there, waiting for you. That's not something to take advantage of," Gimli's voice sounded from the elf's waist. He looked up at his friends, pleading quietly for them to find some rest that night. Aragorn sighed and mounted his horse once again. Legolas did so aswell and Gimli growled. "My rear is as sore as a black eye! Why can't we rest for the night?!" he cried, struggling atop his steed.
Rachel jumped off her friend when they reached the village two hours later. Immediately fallin gto the ground, she cursed. "Damnit! I forgot about these shit-for-brains legs of mine." A small child from the village looked at her and reminded her of her dog when it was a puppy. She missed that dog. "Do you need help, lady?" he asked quietly, stepping a bit closer. Rachel gritted her teeth and nodded. The boy ran away and the elf pounded the dirt. She thought she had scared him away. "Excuse me, my son has just ushered me here.could we offer you some rest and healing?" a very sweet woman said a moment later. Rachel looked up at her and laughed, shaking her head slightly. "You have no idea how much that would be appreciated."
A/N: Yep.*nods* o.o