Hey everybody! I'm back! Was that a long wait? I don't think so, but I have
a few ideas in my mind, and thought ya'll would appreciate it if I wrote
'em down!
Okay, first thing WARNING: From here on out, this will probably be based primarily from the movies. Why: because most of you are probably familiar only with the movies, and frankly, I'm too damn lazy to remember what the exact order of events the book is in, 'cause I read it about three years ago! Okay! So, no flaming me if this is based off the movie, cause that's what it's gonna be. =P
Second WARNING!: To all of you Eowyn fans, I'm sorry, but I don't like her! I'm warning you guys ahead of time. There will be slight bashing of Eowyn on AJ's part, but not on Brit's. Don't worry, it won't be major bashing, but I don't particularly like her and the way she was such a sap over Aragorn. This will come later on in the story, but I thought before any die- hard Eowyn fans got too involved in this story, you should know now. There will be a major cat fight. Anyway, just, if you're a diehard Eowyn fan, you might not like this! Sorry, but she really irritates me. Okay =)
The Akai-Sakura: thank you for apologizing for the flames. I can understand that some people think Mary-Sue's are clichéd and boring. I should have indicated that this was a Mary-Sue in my summary (if you'll notice, I added that =) I've only read two of Marion Zimmer Bradley's books, but I enjoyed them nonetheless. I just have a really bad habit of falling in love with characters and then not reading the other books by the authors But I like her nonetheless! Yeah, too bad, though. She died recently, right? I can't remember, but I don't think she is alive any more. Believe you me, there will be a twist, and it won't be in the least a romantic twist! Yeah, you are younger than me, but not by much (my birthday is April 12th) I would e-mail you, you know, to talk about fanfiction and stuff, its just, my mom monitors my e-mails, and she isn't comfortable with me exchanging e-mails with anybody other than my cousin or my friend who lives in Germany =( I LOVE EVANESCENCE! Good band, good band! They rock! Although, I'm mad at my computer. When I originally wrote that chapter, the song was in regular poem form, and then it squeezed each stanza into a line when I submitted. That was really annoying! And, when I submit, it won't allow the italic's I add to stay in. Its really annoying. Yeah, I thought, 'You know, I've seen a lot of fanfictions where Legolas and the others know random slang from our culture, but they're not from it. What's with that?' so, I thought it would be kinda funny to have him completely not understand it! I'm glad somebody thought it was funny.
Lady Taliana: Thank you so much! Those are such kind words! I've read a few of your stories, and the reviews, and I don't think some of those flames were very nice! Thank you thank you thank you! =)
Radiion-hobbitwarrior: Hah hah! I've had that happen to me before, too! I was reading the fanfiction "Falling In Love is Hard on the Knees", and was listening to my Guns'N'Roses CD, and just as I began to read the written lyrics, the song came on! Unfortunately, I was drinking when the song came on. Needless to say, I was coughing rather painfully. o.0 I love Tourniquet! It's such a good song! That's why I picked it. =)
Druidgirl: Thank you for your kind review. But, from now on, I'm not going to respond to any more flames I may get, I will simply delete them if I can. I admit that I may have gone a bit overboard, but I still hold to what I say. And you're right, many flamers don't come back to see if they get any responses. (That's why I'm very happy with The Akai-Sakura and very appreciative about her apology.) Anyway, thank you!
Okay, if you guys didn't read the response to The Akai-Sakura, my computer is a freak, and doesn't like it when I try to submit stories that have oddities in them, such as italics, or lyrics. Either that, or I'm just submitting them wrong. However, there shouldn't be much italics needed for my story, and when I have songs in a particular chapter, well, there's nothing I can do about it. I'm sorry if it's an inconvenience, I'll try to figure out what's wrong.
Well, that's about it. Read on! Enjoy!
P.S. I don't remember how long it was after the Council that they left on the Quest, so I'm just going to say a month, kay kay?
Chapter Six PG-13
AJ sat on her bed, looking listlessly out at the rising sun. Today was the day that the Quest began. Over the past month, both she and Brit had been taking lessons with Aragorn on how to fight properly with a sword, though they all ready knew the basics. Both had always been fascinated with the art of swordplay, something lost today in their world. And now, after the month long wait, they were about to leave.
She was both exited and nervous about going. She knew what was going to happen, as did Brit. Both had decided it wouldn't be wise to give away any information, but AJ still had urges every once in a while. A particular occurrence stuck out in her mind: Boromir's death. Over the past month, the two had befriended each other, and now AJ didn't know if she was going to be able to watch him die. Brit was having this problem as well. Neither really wanted, for lack of a better term, to allow him to die. But, as her sister was wont to say, that was a bridge they would have to cross when they reached it.
AJ was also worried about meeting Eowyn. She never, ever liked that character. Hopefully by the time they reached Rohan she would be able to control her temper better.
Now, with only a few moments before they left, AJ was seriously reconsidering her decision. This Quest wasn't going to be a three hour thing, like the movie, or however long it took her to read the books. No, it was going to be a yearlong, danger filled journey. Was she truly an asset to the Fellowship?
Gandalf thought so. Though he had not openly said that he wanted them to come along, it was obvious he did. He knew something about them, something that Brit and AJ didn't know themselves, and it was unsettling. Apparently he had told Elrond whatever it was he knew, for the Elven Lord started to look at both girls with odd, tender looks. It was, frankly, starting to creep AJ out. She was nervous enough all ready, she didn't need some old man giving her funny looks and not telling her why.
AJ heard a knock on her door, and she turned, her wild red hair tumbling over one of her shoulders, "Come in!"
AJ thought in annoyance as Legolas entered her room. Over the past month, AJ and the Prince had grown quite fond of each other. However, lately, Legolas had been hinting that he did not want AJ or Brit to go.
"Hello Legolas, and how are you this fine morning?" AJ asked, annoyance evident in her voice.
He sighed, "I see you know the reason of my visit?"
"Listen Legolas, I understand that you do not want me or Brit to get hurt or anything, but we can handle ourselves."
"I can tell you are frightened," Legolas said as he gracefully moved to sit in one of the chairs beside her bed.
AJ rolled her eyes, "Really? Ya think?"
He looked at her in confusion, and AJ mentally slapped herself. It had gotten quite annoying lately, what with no one understanding their slang. Both girls had had to monitor what they said, to make sure that everybody understood. AJ took a deep breath.
"Legolas, it is true I am afraid, and I'm sure my sister is also afraid. However, that is not a good reason to abandon our promise to Frodo. This Quest, journey, thing. whatever it is! This is going to have the hardest impact on him, and if my sister or myself can somehow ease him of duty or pain, then, should we die, it would not be for nothing. And, frankly, it is very soothing to the soul to know that if I die, it will be because I was helping to save a world. In ours, I probably would have died from old age or a freak accident. Now I know that I'm doing something, will be helping somebody. Please, Legolas, understand me. You have become a good friend to me, and, as much as I would like your approval on this matter, it is not necessary."
After her little speech, neither spoke. Legolas looked at her, too many emotions whirling in his beautiful blue eyes for AJ to know what he was feeling or thinking. Finally, his silence became too much for her to bear.
"Well, Legolas? Do you have something to say to that?" She asked, completely baffled why his answer would mean so much to her.
Slowly, he nodded, "I understand your reasons to go, for they are similar to mine. You wish to go to have something accredited to your name, to die knowing that you did something good for the world. I wish to go because I made a mistake, and now wish to atone for it. And also to represent my kind."
"I assume by mistake, you are referring to Gollum?" AJ asked absently, not realizing what she had just said.
His sharp blue eyes turned to her, "How do you know about Gollum?"
She stuttered for a moment, unnerved by his stare, "Uh, um, Gandalf told me!"
Still slightly suspicious, Legolas said, "Yes, that is to whom I was referring to. I am not proud of myself. But we have gotten off track."
AJ nearly growled in frustration, while she wanted his blessings to go (for some reason still unknown to her), she also just wanted to drop the whole matter completely.
"Though it is not my decision whether you go or not, I now better understand your need for it. I ask only that you be careful. You do not know what dangers await us."
Plastering a fake smile on her face, AJ thought "Thank you Legolas, that means a great deal to me. Have you given my sister this speech?"
Legolas laughed, a deep, musical sound, and shook his head, "No, Boromir was the one designated for Brit."
Her eyes widened, "Are you telling me that none of the Fellowship wishes us to go! That you two were told to try to get us to stay!" AJ grew quieter then, "Way to burst a girls bubble. I'm sure once Brit realizes that you all don't want us to go, she will agree with me that we should stay."
The elf's eyes widened as well, only in surprise and horror. Quickly, he made to redeem this new mistake, things he seemed to be making quite often, "NO! No, that is not what I meant, really! The Fellowship wishes both of you to go, 'tis only Boromir and I who have doubts."
"Oh, so you doubt our potential, then?" AJ asked, completely nettled at the thought.
Legolas groaned, "Listen to me, AJ. We do not doubt either your potential or your sisters. Both Boromir and I have been raised to protect woman, and it doesn't feel like we're protecting either of you if you go on the Quest with us. You can believe what you wish to believe, but that is the truth."
She blushed, realizing she was acting like a ninny, jumping to all theses conclusions. What Legolas had said seemed possible, and she would rather believe that than think that they didn't want her to go.
"Well, that sounds plausible. Better than you all not wanting us. Now, go away, I still have to get packed," AJ said, pushing at him playfully.
Legolas smiled, "No hard feelings?"
AJ shook her head, smiling as well, "Nope, none. Unless you continue to give me that male macho crap again. Then I'll just hafta beat ya!"
He looked alarmed, "You wouldn't really try to strike me, would you?"
Groaning and shoving him out of the door, AJ said in mock-annoyance, "Begone! Begone you ignorant fellow! And let me enjoy some peace!" After she had successfully pushed him out, AJ leaned against the door, giggling at his shocked expression.
A knock vibrated against the door, momentarily startling her, then AJ cried, "Go away, Legolas! No more bugging me! Seriously, I have to get ready!"
"Gee, I didn't think I looked all that masculine," a muffled voice said in amusement from the other side of the door. "Or is it that Legolas is slightly... effeminate?"
AJ started, jumping away from the door, and opened it to reveal her sister. "Brit! I didn't realize it was you!"
Brit smiled sweetly, "Obviously."
"Uh, and hey! Legolas is not effeminate! He's an elf, for god's sake!" AJ said indignantly. Then she got a good look at what Brit was wearing. "What in the Hell are you doing in that get-up? Have you turned elf as well?"
Her sister was wearing an outfit similar to the outfit Arwen wore in the movie, when Arwen was playacting as Glorfindel in bringing Frodo to Rivendell. Only, Brit's was blue, and her light red hair, that was starting to fade into a strawberry brown color, was pulled back severely from her face and held in a ponytail.
"Honestly, AJ, no need to get upset with me. When in Rome," Brit said casually, shrugging her shoulders as she walked into the room. "I see that you've polluted the imaginations of the dress makers as well."
Though AJ still wore her dark sweater and jeans, she had given a rough sketch of a trench coat to the dress makers and wheedled and whined until they made it for her, clucking in disapproval the entire time. Now, made from the finest green Elven wool, AJ had a loose fitting trench coat that would work far better than any cloak.
"At least I will be able to fight better. Your wearing a skirt!" AJ cried, looking at the skirt in disgust. While she was happy that she was in her dream world, everything seemed to be changing. AJ had even lost the slight tan that she had slaved over to get, now looking as pale as her sister was.
Brit giggled, "AJ, there is nothing wrong with wearing a skirt. After all, I am female. Don't we wear skirts?"
"Yes, but only if you're a girly-girl! Why, it's practically sacrilegious to see you, an independent woman, being forced to wear a skirt!" AJ ranted as she roughly stuffed things she would need into a knapsack provided by the Elves.
Her sister sighed, "AJ, who shoved a stick up your ass? I'm not forced to wear a skirt. This outfit is wonderful for traveling, and will keep me warm. I like it. Why don't you? And, just because I'm independent and all, does not mean I can't wear a skirt. Calm down, and act your age, not your shoe size."
AJ glared at her, "I resent that comment."
"Well, grow up and you won't have to hear it!" Brit said with a cheeky smile, sitting down on the large bed. "How are you feeling about being here, in Middle Earth? Do you really believe we are here? Or do you think we are just dreaming?"
She paused, unsure of what to say. "Well, Brit, I don't know. And frankly, I don't want to delve to deeply into it. We're here, be it some dream I'm having or some miracle. I just want to survive this thing."
Brit nodded, "I agree. Which brings up another subject. Boromir. I don't know if I will be able to die. Even though I had read the books, actually seeing it in theaters made me cry, and that was the only death I cried over. Since technically Haldir didn't die at Helm's Deep, I wasn't too sad, merely upset that they would do that. What are we going to do about Boromir?"
"I've been thinking about that, too," AJ admitted with a deep sigh. "I don't know what we should do. It seems to me that if we prevent his death, everything will change. Or maybe it won't. I don't know, and I think we should just worry about that when the time comes for it."
AJ finished putting the necessary things in her bag, including a thick, but surprisingly light, Elven journal and a random pen from the purse that had fallen into Middle Earth with her so that she could keep a record of what happened. Not to mention some unmentionables that she had also convinced the dressmakers to make. She turned to her sister, her riotous red hair falling about her shoulders, her blue eyes serious.
"It's time to go."
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Well? What did ya'll think? I'm trying to switch things around a bit (like AJ's tan and stuff). Sorry it's taken me so long, but I just got a new puppy recently, and it's been a tiring thing. Anyway, review! Sparky
Okay, first thing WARNING: From here on out, this will probably be based primarily from the movies. Why: because most of you are probably familiar only with the movies, and frankly, I'm too damn lazy to remember what the exact order of events the book is in, 'cause I read it about three years ago! Okay! So, no flaming me if this is based off the movie, cause that's what it's gonna be. =P
Second WARNING!: To all of you Eowyn fans, I'm sorry, but I don't like her! I'm warning you guys ahead of time. There will be slight bashing of Eowyn on AJ's part, but not on Brit's. Don't worry, it won't be major bashing, but I don't particularly like her and the way she was such a sap over Aragorn. This will come later on in the story, but I thought before any die- hard Eowyn fans got too involved in this story, you should know now. There will be a major cat fight. Anyway, just, if you're a diehard Eowyn fan, you might not like this! Sorry, but she really irritates me. Okay =)
The Akai-Sakura: thank you for apologizing for the flames. I can understand that some people think Mary-Sue's are clichéd and boring. I should have indicated that this was a Mary-Sue in my summary (if you'll notice, I added that =) I've only read two of Marion Zimmer Bradley's books, but I enjoyed them nonetheless. I just have a really bad habit of falling in love with characters and then not reading the other books by the authors But I like her nonetheless! Yeah, too bad, though. She died recently, right? I can't remember, but I don't think she is alive any more. Believe you me, there will be a twist, and it won't be in the least a romantic twist! Yeah, you are younger than me, but not by much (my birthday is April 12th) I would e-mail you, you know, to talk about fanfiction and stuff, its just, my mom monitors my e-mails, and she isn't comfortable with me exchanging e-mails with anybody other than my cousin or my friend who lives in Germany =( I LOVE EVANESCENCE! Good band, good band! They rock! Although, I'm mad at my computer. When I originally wrote that chapter, the song was in regular poem form, and then it squeezed each stanza into a line when I submitted. That was really annoying! And, when I submit, it won't allow the italic's I add to stay in. Its really annoying. Yeah, I thought, 'You know, I've seen a lot of fanfictions where Legolas and the others know random slang from our culture, but they're not from it. What's with that?' so, I thought it would be kinda funny to have him completely not understand it! I'm glad somebody thought it was funny.
Lady Taliana: Thank you so much! Those are such kind words! I've read a few of your stories, and the reviews, and I don't think some of those flames were very nice! Thank you thank you thank you! =)
Radiion-hobbitwarrior: Hah hah! I've had that happen to me before, too! I was reading the fanfiction "Falling In Love is Hard on the Knees", and was listening to my Guns'N'Roses CD, and just as I began to read the written lyrics, the song came on! Unfortunately, I was drinking when the song came on. Needless to say, I was coughing rather painfully. o.0 I love Tourniquet! It's such a good song! That's why I picked it. =)
Druidgirl: Thank you for your kind review. But, from now on, I'm not going to respond to any more flames I may get, I will simply delete them if I can. I admit that I may have gone a bit overboard, but I still hold to what I say. And you're right, many flamers don't come back to see if they get any responses. (That's why I'm very happy with The Akai-Sakura and very appreciative about her apology.) Anyway, thank you!
Okay, if you guys didn't read the response to The Akai-Sakura, my computer is a freak, and doesn't like it when I try to submit stories that have oddities in them, such as italics, or lyrics. Either that, or I'm just submitting them wrong. However, there shouldn't be much italics needed for my story, and when I have songs in a particular chapter, well, there's nothing I can do about it. I'm sorry if it's an inconvenience, I'll try to figure out what's wrong.
Well, that's about it. Read on! Enjoy!
P.S. I don't remember how long it was after the Council that they left on the Quest, so I'm just going to say a month, kay kay?
Chapter Six PG-13
AJ sat on her bed, looking listlessly out at the rising sun. Today was the day that the Quest began. Over the past month, both she and Brit had been taking lessons with Aragorn on how to fight properly with a sword, though they all ready knew the basics. Both had always been fascinated with the art of swordplay, something lost today in their world. And now, after the month long wait, they were about to leave.
She was both exited and nervous about going. She knew what was going to happen, as did Brit. Both had decided it wouldn't be wise to give away any information, but AJ still had urges every once in a while. A particular occurrence stuck out in her mind: Boromir's death. Over the past month, the two had befriended each other, and now AJ didn't know if she was going to be able to watch him die. Brit was having this problem as well. Neither really wanted, for lack of a better term, to allow him to die. But, as her sister was wont to say, that was a bridge they would have to cross when they reached it.
AJ was also worried about meeting Eowyn. She never, ever liked that character. Hopefully by the time they reached Rohan she would be able to control her temper better.
Now, with only a few moments before they left, AJ was seriously reconsidering her decision. This Quest wasn't going to be a three hour thing, like the movie, or however long it took her to read the books. No, it was going to be a yearlong, danger filled journey. Was she truly an asset to the Fellowship?
Gandalf thought so. Though he had not openly said that he wanted them to come along, it was obvious he did. He knew something about them, something that Brit and AJ didn't know themselves, and it was unsettling. Apparently he had told Elrond whatever it was he knew, for the Elven Lord started to look at both girls with odd, tender looks. It was, frankly, starting to creep AJ out. She was nervous enough all ready, she didn't need some old man giving her funny looks and not telling her why.
AJ heard a knock on her door, and she turned, her wild red hair tumbling over one of her shoulders, "Come in!"
AJ thought in annoyance as Legolas entered her room. Over the past month, AJ and the Prince had grown quite fond of each other. However, lately, Legolas had been hinting that he did not want AJ or Brit to go.
"Hello Legolas, and how are you this fine morning?" AJ asked, annoyance evident in her voice.
He sighed, "I see you know the reason of my visit?"
"Listen Legolas, I understand that you do not want me or Brit to get hurt or anything, but we can handle ourselves."
"I can tell you are frightened," Legolas said as he gracefully moved to sit in one of the chairs beside her bed.
AJ rolled her eyes, "Really? Ya think?"
He looked at her in confusion, and AJ mentally slapped herself. It had gotten quite annoying lately, what with no one understanding their slang. Both girls had had to monitor what they said, to make sure that everybody understood. AJ took a deep breath.
"Legolas, it is true I am afraid, and I'm sure my sister is also afraid. However, that is not a good reason to abandon our promise to Frodo. This Quest, journey, thing. whatever it is! This is going to have the hardest impact on him, and if my sister or myself can somehow ease him of duty or pain, then, should we die, it would not be for nothing. And, frankly, it is very soothing to the soul to know that if I die, it will be because I was helping to save a world. In ours, I probably would have died from old age or a freak accident. Now I know that I'm doing something, will be helping somebody. Please, Legolas, understand me. You have become a good friend to me, and, as much as I would like your approval on this matter, it is not necessary."
After her little speech, neither spoke. Legolas looked at her, too many emotions whirling in his beautiful blue eyes for AJ to know what he was feeling or thinking. Finally, his silence became too much for her to bear.
"Well, Legolas? Do you have something to say to that?" She asked, completely baffled why his answer would mean so much to her.
Slowly, he nodded, "I understand your reasons to go, for they are similar to mine. You wish to go to have something accredited to your name, to die knowing that you did something good for the world. I wish to go because I made a mistake, and now wish to atone for it. And also to represent my kind."
"I assume by mistake, you are referring to Gollum?" AJ asked absently, not realizing what she had just said.
His sharp blue eyes turned to her, "How do you know about Gollum?"
She stuttered for a moment, unnerved by his stare, "Uh, um, Gandalf told me!"
Still slightly suspicious, Legolas said, "Yes, that is to whom I was referring to. I am not proud of myself. But we have gotten off track."
AJ nearly growled in frustration, while she wanted his blessings to go (for some reason still unknown to her), she also just wanted to drop the whole matter completely.
"Though it is not my decision whether you go or not, I now better understand your need for it. I ask only that you be careful. You do not know what dangers await us."
Plastering a fake smile on her face, AJ thought "Thank you Legolas, that means a great deal to me. Have you given my sister this speech?"
Legolas laughed, a deep, musical sound, and shook his head, "No, Boromir was the one designated for Brit."
Her eyes widened, "Are you telling me that none of the Fellowship wishes us to go! That you two were told to try to get us to stay!" AJ grew quieter then, "Way to burst a girls bubble. I'm sure once Brit realizes that you all don't want us to go, she will agree with me that we should stay."
The elf's eyes widened as well, only in surprise and horror. Quickly, he made to redeem this new mistake, things he seemed to be making quite often, "NO! No, that is not what I meant, really! The Fellowship wishes both of you to go, 'tis only Boromir and I who have doubts."
"Oh, so you doubt our potential, then?" AJ asked, completely nettled at the thought.
Legolas groaned, "Listen to me, AJ. We do not doubt either your potential or your sisters. Both Boromir and I have been raised to protect woman, and it doesn't feel like we're protecting either of you if you go on the Quest with us. You can believe what you wish to believe, but that is the truth."
She blushed, realizing she was acting like a ninny, jumping to all theses conclusions. What Legolas had said seemed possible, and she would rather believe that than think that they didn't want her to go.
"Well, that sounds plausible. Better than you all not wanting us. Now, go away, I still have to get packed," AJ said, pushing at him playfully.
Legolas smiled, "No hard feelings?"
AJ shook her head, smiling as well, "Nope, none. Unless you continue to give me that male macho crap again. Then I'll just hafta beat ya!"
He looked alarmed, "You wouldn't really try to strike me, would you?"
Groaning and shoving him out of the door, AJ said in mock-annoyance, "Begone! Begone you ignorant fellow! And let me enjoy some peace!" After she had successfully pushed him out, AJ leaned against the door, giggling at his shocked expression.
A knock vibrated against the door, momentarily startling her, then AJ cried, "Go away, Legolas! No more bugging me! Seriously, I have to get ready!"
"Gee, I didn't think I looked all that masculine," a muffled voice said in amusement from the other side of the door. "Or is it that Legolas is slightly... effeminate?"
AJ started, jumping away from the door, and opened it to reveal her sister. "Brit! I didn't realize it was you!"
Brit smiled sweetly, "Obviously."
"Uh, and hey! Legolas is not effeminate! He's an elf, for god's sake!" AJ said indignantly. Then she got a good look at what Brit was wearing. "What in the Hell are you doing in that get-up? Have you turned elf as well?"
Her sister was wearing an outfit similar to the outfit Arwen wore in the movie, when Arwen was playacting as Glorfindel in bringing Frodo to Rivendell. Only, Brit's was blue, and her light red hair, that was starting to fade into a strawberry brown color, was pulled back severely from her face and held in a ponytail.
"Honestly, AJ, no need to get upset with me. When in Rome," Brit said casually, shrugging her shoulders as she walked into the room. "I see that you've polluted the imaginations of the dress makers as well."
Though AJ still wore her dark sweater and jeans, she had given a rough sketch of a trench coat to the dress makers and wheedled and whined until they made it for her, clucking in disapproval the entire time. Now, made from the finest green Elven wool, AJ had a loose fitting trench coat that would work far better than any cloak.
"At least I will be able to fight better. Your wearing a skirt!" AJ cried, looking at the skirt in disgust. While she was happy that she was in her dream world, everything seemed to be changing. AJ had even lost the slight tan that she had slaved over to get, now looking as pale as her sister was.
Brit giggled, "AJ, there is nothing wrong with wearing a skirt. After all, I am female. Don't we wear skirts?"
"Yes, but only if you're a girly-girl! Why, it's practically sacrilegious to see you, an independent woman, being forced to wear a skirt!" AJ ranted as she roughly stuffed things she would need into a knapsack provided by the Elves.
Her sister sighed, "AJ, who shoved a stick up your ass? I'm not forced to wear a skirt. This outfit is wonderful for traveling, and will keep me warm. I like it. Why don't you? And, just because I'm independent and all, does not mean I can't wear a skirt. Calm down, and act your age, not your shoe size."
AJ glared at her, "I resent that comment."
"Well, grow up and you won't have to hear it!" Brit said with a cheeky smile, sitting down on the large bed. "How are you feeling about being here, in Middle Earth? Do you really believe we are here? Or do you think we are just dreaming?"
She paused, unsure of what to say. "Well, Brit, I don't know. And frankly, I don't want to delve to deeply into it. We're here, be it some dream I'm having or some miracle. I just want to survive this thing."
Brit nodded, "I agree. Which brings up another subject. Boromir. I don't know if I will be able to die. Even though I had read the books, actually seeing it in theaters made me cry, and that was the only death I cried over. Since technically Haldir didn't die at Helm's Deep, I wasn't too sad, merely upset that they would do that. What are we going to do about Boromir?"
"I've been thinking about that, too," AJ admitted with a deep sigh. "I don't know what we should do. It seems to me that if we prevent his death, everything will change. Or maybe it won't. I don't know, and I think we should just worry about that when the time comes for it."
AJ finished putting the necessary things in her bag, including a thick, but surprisingly light, Elven journal and a random pen from the purse that had fallen into Middle Earth with her so that she could keep a record of what happened. Not to mention some unmentionables that she had also convinced the dressmakers to make. She turned to her sister, her riotous red hair falling about her shoulders, her blue eyes serious.
"It's time to go."
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Well? What did ya'll think? I'm trying to switch things around a bit (like AJ's tan and stuff). Sorry it's taken me so long, but I just got a new puppy recently, and it's been a tiring thing. Anyway, review! Sparky