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a/n: Clarenova - thanks for the review, and yay the author of 'Time' reviewed one of my stories...yay...
Time went pretty quickly from there, now I knew these elves were real and that there was some record of their existence (a movie indeed, dear lord I did miss things sometimes). This discovery held both positive and negative turns, for example, now I knew I wasn't crazy, these were two real elves. (Elves indeed, how nice, two immortal beings in my lil' ole head). Furthermore, dictionaries of Elvish existed, the negative? Erestor insisted that I read all the books. ALL. That was the Complete History of Middle Earth as well. I can tell you now that this was no pleasant experience.
Oh no! Frodo's been stabbed! Oh...Glorfindel's in it! "You're in it!" I exclaimed to Glorfindel, several online Elvish dictionaries had certainly helped our communications.
Glorfindel had that kind of smugness to his voice as he answered, "I know." He paused and added, "But I don't glow."
I was confused, wouldn't glowing be a good thing? Erestor was chuckling to himself, "He does glow, trust me on this one."
"I do NOT glow. Why would I glow? There's no reason for me to glow."
Erestor switched into Sindarin here and their petty squabble continued. I continued with the book.
The Council of Elrond oh look, it's Erestor! "Erestor, it's you!"
"I know, but I didn't say that I'm telling you I didn't say that."
"Yes you did, I was there, look." As the scene continued I saw Erestor and Glorfindel at the council, I was sure that there was as much squabbling going on between them then as there was now. There was no way they acted like this.
"Were you really like that?"
"Yes, but it was a time of danger, not a time of peace as it is now."
"Oh." And so I continued reading.
"Ohh, Gandalf died! Noo, I liked him! Did Caras Galadhon really exist, did it? Oh, Haldir sounds nice, brothers? Ooo, oh was Haldir that nice? Pretty you say? No, Boromir's gone, well blast."
And so the books continued. One by one.
Although I must say, the experience of reading the books was nothing akin to that of watching the films, now that was hell.
*
I looked at the DVD in my hand, hm, place in player, hit play. Watching the film was fine at first, that is until Arwen came and saved Frodo, sufficed to say Glorfindel wasn't all too happy about this turn of events.
"Why would Elrond send ARWEN out on MY horse, she wasn't a fighter, she did nothing but stay at home and sew!" Erestor 'ahem'ed' clearly showing that it was not polite to speak ill of the dead, or their Lord's daughter.
"She was an elleth, you were a reborn Balrog killer, we all know you went out there, it's just an adaptation. Besides, she was far to prissy to do something like that."
If I could have turned and looked on Erestor with a shocked expression I would have.
The council of Elrond was hell. "Who are all these men? I'm sure there were many more elves there."
"Oh good Lord, I'm not supposed to be the one sitting next to Elrond am I?"
"I'm not the blond near Gandalf, am I?"
"Apparently you are the brunette next to Elrond and you're /not/ the blond by Gandalf, apparently you're not there."
"Oh," Glorfindel sounded heartbroken, "You mean they just cut me out completely?"
"Yes, but it's not like they've done any better to Erestor, he just sits there, he doesn't say a word."
"But they didn't change his roll."
"True."
"I'm not wearing black velvet." Was all Erestor could seem to come up with.
"The Galadhrim look /nothing/ like that. Celeborn looks..." Glorfindel continued.
"I think Celeborn looks good," I added.
"Well, he didn't look like that, oh, Galadriel /did/ look like that, what's this thing? No, the Fellowship weren't given /those/ presents..."
And so Glorfindel continued.
You want to know the worst bit of it all? The Two Towers, Helm's Deep. I don't think I've ever heard Glorfindel AND Erestor complain about something so much and so together. I mean it went kind of like this:
"What alliance? Why's Haldir there? What do they bring word from 'Elrond of Rivendell' when they're clearly from Lórien? Where's Éomer? What kind of people do they think we are? Come on, look at that armour it flaps when they run! Who would fight like /that/ I never fought like that. Why did they just kill Haldir at a fight he's not supposed to be at? Where's Erkenbrand? WHAT'S HAPPENING?!"
And so on and so forth.
It was somewhere between the books and the movies, maybe it was when I was getting completely into the books that this happened.
Nienor had just thrown herself off of the cliff and I, in my head screamed, "noooo!"
Glorfindel and Erestor shouted at me to be quiet, interesting, very interesting.
"You just heard that?"
"Yes, because you said it out loud." Glorfindel bit back.
"No I didn't, it was in my head, I always have reactions in my head like them."
"Well, then I'm afraid we might be able to hear your thoughts." Erestor told me.
"Oh, that's not too bad, I don't think..."
I never knew how wrong I could be.
I was laying in front of the TV, watching Matrix Reloaded, shamelessly drooling over Neo. Who wouldn't? So far when it came to thoughts they only seemed to pick up on my rather more stronger thoughts, like it I shouted something or thought on it for a long time. Apparently they were picking up on this as well.
"Sara! What kind of thoughts are /those/!?" Erestor shrieked.
Ok, maybe a bit too graphic. At least Glorfindel hadn't seen the ones involving him. Badbadbad. Shouldn't have thought of /that/. Not about the one with the...
I tried to cut the thought off, but it wasn't working. Think of a brick wall, think of a brick wall. Glorfindel was laughing and so was Erestor. Oops.
"Hey! Stop laughing! I have hormones, it's not my fault you're /very/ attractive. At least I didn't think..." Too late, I'd said it and thought of it.
Erestor was laughing all the more and so was Glorfindel. Ok, throw me in a corner and let me die. I must have looked like a ...god knows what, very red.
Object of sexual fantasy knowing sexual fantasy and you can't run and hide. How would you feel?
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And another chapter because the next chapter is the one I really wanted to get up...
a/n: Clarenova - thanks for the review, and yay the author of 'Time' reviewed one of my stories...yay...
Time went pretty quickly from there, now I knew these elves were real and that there was some record of their existence (a movie indeed, dear lord I did miss things sometimes). This discovery held both positive and negative turns, for example, now I knew I wasn't crazy, these were two real elves. (Elves indeed, how nice, two immortal beings in my lil' ole head). Furthermore, dictionaries of Elvish existed, the negative? Erestor insisted that I read all the books. ALL. That was the Complete History of Middle Earth as well. I can tell you now that this was no pleasant experience.
Oh no! Frodo's been stabbed! Oh...Glorfindel's in it! "You're in it!" I exclaimed to Glorfindel, several online Elvish dictionaries had certainly helped our communications.
Glorfindel had that kind of smugness to his voice as he answered, "I know." He paused and added, "But I don't glow."
I was confused, wouldn't glowing be a good thing? Erestor was chuckling to himself, "He does glow, trust me on this one."
"I do NOT glow. Why would I glow? There's no reason for me to glow."
Erestor switched into Sindarin here and their petty squabble continued. I continued with the book.
The Council of Elrond oh look, it's Erestor! "Erestor, it's you!"
"I know, but I didn't say that I'm telling you I didn't say that."
"Yes you did, I was there, look." As the scene continued I saw Erestor and Glorfindel at the council, I was sure that there was as much squabbling going on between them then as there was now. There was no way they acted like this.
"Were you really like that?"
"Yes, but it was a time of danger, not a time of peace as it is now."
"Oh." And so I continued reading.
"Ohh, Gandalf died! Noo, I liked him! Did Caras Galadhon really exist, did it? Oh, Haldir sounds nice, brothers? Ooo, oh was Haldir that nice? Pretty you say? No, Boromir's gone, well blast."
And so the books continued. One by one.
Although I must say, the experience of reading the books was nothing akin to that of watching the films, now that was hell.
*
I looked at the DVD in my hand, hm, place in player, hit play. Watching the film was fine at first, that is until Arwen came and saved Frodo, sufficed to say Glorfindel wasn't all too happy about this turn of events.
"Why would Elrond send ARWEN out on MY horse, she wasn't a fighter, she did nothing but stay at home and sew!" Erestor 'ahem'ed' clearly showing that it was not polite to speak ill of the dead, or their Lord's daughter.
"She was an elleth, you were a reborn Balrog killer, we all know you went out there, it's just an adaptation. Besides, she was far to prissy to do something like that."
If I could have turned and looked on Erestor with a shocked expression I would have.
The council of Elrond was hell. "Who are all these men? I'm sure there were many more elves there."
"Oh good Lord, I'm not supposed to be the one sitting next to Elrond am I?"
"I'm not the blond near Gandalf, am I?"
"Apparently you are the brunette next to Elrond and you're /not/ the blond by Gandalf, apparently you're not there."
"Oh," Glorfindel sounded heartbroken, "You mean they just cut me out completely?"
"Yes, but it's not like they've done any better to Erestor, he just sits there, he doesn't say a word."
"But they didn't change his roll."
"True."
"I'm not wearing black velvet." Was all Erestor could seem to come up with.
"The Galadhrim look /nothing/ like that. Celeborn looks..." Glorfindel continued.
"I think Celeborn looks good," I added.
"Well, he didn't look like that, oh, Galadriel /did/ look like that, what's this thing? No, the Fellowship weren't given /those/ presents..."
And so Glorfindel continued.
You want to know the worst bit of it all? The Two Towers, Helm's Deep. I don't think I've ever heard Glorfindel AND Erestor complain about something so much and so together. I mean it went kind of like this:
"What alliance? Why's Haldir there? What do they bring word from 'Elrond of Rivendell' when they're clearly from Lórien? Where's Éomer? What kind of people do they think we are? Come on, look at that armour it flaps when they run! Who would fight like /that/ I never fought like that. Why did they just kill Haldir at a fight he's not supposed to be at? Where's Erkenbrand? WHAT'S HAPPENING?!"
And so on and so forth.
It was somewhere between the books and the movies, maybe it was when I was getting completely into the books that this happened.
Nienor had just thrown herself off of the cliff and I, in my head screamed, "noooo!"
Glorfindel and Erestor shouted at me to be quiet, interesting, very interesting.
"You just heard that?"
"Yes, because you said it out loud." Glorfindel bit back.
"No I didn't, it was in my head, I always have reactions in my head like them."
"Well, then I'm afraid we might be able to hear your thoughts." Erestor told me.
"Oh, that's not too bad, I don't think..."
I never knew how wrong I could be.
I was laying in front of the TV, watching Matrix Reloaded, shamelessly drooling over Neo. Who wouldn't? So far when it came to thoughts they only seemed to pick up on my rather more stronger thoughts, like it I shouted something or thought on it for a long time. Apparently they were picking up on this as well.
"Sara! What kind of thoughts are /those/!?" Erestor shrieked.
Ok, maybe a bit too graphic. At least Glorfindel hadn't seen the ones involving him. Badbadbad. Shouldn't have thought of /that/. Not about the one with the...
I tried to cut the thought off, but it wasn't working. Think of a brick wall, think of a brick wall. Glorfindel was laughing and so was Erestor. Oops.
"Hey! Stop laughing! I have hormones, it's not my fault you're /very/ attractive. At least I didn't think..." Too late, I'd said it and thought of it.
Erestor was laughing all the more and so was Glorfindel. Ok, throw me in a corner and let me die. I must have looked like a ...god knows what, very red.
Object of sexual fantasy knowing sexual fantasy and you can't run and hide. How would you feel?
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And another chapter because the next chapter is the one I really wanted to get up...