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a/n: ah, what to say...
UnDeadGoat: Yes, they're being mean, and they're mean for quite a while, as you can see. And yes, bloody '??????'. Stupid Arwen.
??????? : Look, don't like, don't read. And please stop reviewing, or be helpful, perhaps like I said in my last review. And yes, have read the books, am currently on BoLT1, with the rest of the HoME lined up to follow.
Clarenova: :)
mrs.shigwa.cobain: yeah, my friend did that, Nerf Herder gig. And the creepy guys always introduce themselves to me! And I'll try to add more conversations, this was a try...
Jack's Kohl : To have normal aquaintances...
Alaina: JOTMW!JOTMW! and I know I'm being mean, not letting you see this first...hehe...it's a nice surprise this way... I'm trying to think of a way to get the twins mentioned. But my offer's still open, the twins could be in a head near you soon. And with all those people on top I think I'd be a little crushed *grins*
thankee...
**
Two months, you know that? Two whole months. I did my exams, hell, I even left the country. We were in France and so far they didn't even acknowledge my presence. We went on the Eurostar. We'd sped down motorways at 80 mph, we'd seen cathedrals that were stunning. I'd even spoken in French for a while. They hadn't said a word, asked a question. Nothing. They must have been curious. Pfft. Bastards.
Ok, ok, I might have been moping. The first week, the peace was nice, the second the peace was old, now, the peace was just unnerving. Worst of all I knew they could hear everything I thought. So I sat there, I was almost ready to apologise, and they knew it. Except this had gone beyond everything else, this was now a grudge. Even if I wanted to apologise, I couldn't. That'd be giving in.
So I sat there, under a tree, in the blazing hot sun with the temperature up to 42 degrees, practising writing with the tengwar. Maybe I missed them more than I was willing to admit. Well, it was then that I heard a voice in my head, the voice of reason. Otherwise known as Erestor.
"Sara?"
My eyes widened in surprise, there was no point trying to hide it. "Yes?" I answered cautiously.
"Could we go for a swim in the river?"
"What?!" I barked.
"Well, it's rather hot and we're next to a river that looks rather cool." Erestor explained. Seeing my clear distress he asked, "Why, can't you swim?"
I was rather glad that they'd gone for the option of completely ignoring the last few months and I wasn't going to ask them for an apology, but they came to me, that says enough for me. Yet, swimming, I didn't swim, but that didn't mean I couldn't.
"I can swim!" I protested. "I'm just..."
Erestor prompted me, "You're what?"
"Nothing."
"Then we'll go swimming."
"No."
"Why?"
"Because..."
"Because of what?"
"Because."
"Tell me."
"No."
This is when Glorfindel /demanded/ I tell him. He's quite intimidating when he wants to be.
"BecauseI'mscaredoffishandallthoseickythingsthatliveinthewaterandIhateswimmingcostumesanywayandit'snotlikeIhaveoneherewithmeanyway."
I could almost /see/ Erestor raising an eyebrow. "What was that?"
"I'm scared of fish and all those icky things that live in the river."
Glorfindel was beyond astounded, "Scared of fish!? How can you be scared of fish?!"
"It's quite easy, they're all icky and they look at you like they want to eat you!"
"But you eat them! Those fish can't do anything to you besides wriggle."
"Look, can we stop this, you're making my skin crawl."
"Well, then we're supposed to bake in the heat?" Glorfindel asked.
"No, we're sitting under a tree, and it's not like there's no breeze." I answered.
"Why couldn't we have stayed at home?" Erestor asked no-one inparticular.
"I know, they give me this free time and see what she does with it?" She of course being my mother.
"Oh, I meant to ask you, why /do/ you have this free time?"
"We get a month and a half off over the hottest months, a break from studies. The exams I sat are to see if I can continue studying."
"Aren't you a perhaps a bit old in human years for all of this studying. I thought humans worked as soon as they could. I know you do not have a farm, what is your families trade?" From Erestor.
"Families don't have trades, well not many. Really I could be whatever I wanted to be." Quite smug I was about that.
"So you will not take after your mother?"
"No, I don't think I want to be a teacher." Boy, did that thought disgust me.
"What does your father do?"
"I don't know." Never met the guy.
"How can you not know?" What world did they live in, oh yeah...
"I don't know who he is, ergo I don't know what he does."
"Was he killed." The idea he had just gone didn't cross their minds, oh to live in their world.
"No."
"Well, where is he?"
"I don't know. Never asked, don't really want to know."
"Oh, do you have any other family?" Of course I do!
"Yes, my grandparents and my mothers brother and sisters, oh, and their children."
"Why do you never see them?"
"Oh, they live a long way from me, don't worry, you might get to see them soon. We usually spend one week of the summer with them, at least."
"How many more years of study do you have left?"
"If I do well, five to six."
"You will be past twenty!"
"Yes."
"You're a lucky human then. In Middle-Earth an education was rare and there were seldom any that stay in it for such a degree."
"In my world..." I was tempted to say they ride people like ponies, "it's more available. Well, in England anyway."
"Oh."
As the conversation between myself and Erestor was drawing to a close, or at least a lull, Glorfindel jumped in.
"I'm hot let's go swimming."
Did he listen to anything myself or Erestor said?!
I groaned and not too politely said 'no'.
So there we were, sitting under a tree, by our tent near a river. You know what came next, don't you?
"If we cannot go in the river to cool down, perhaps we could climb a tree, there will perhaps be a breeze higher up." Glorfindel seemed rather game.
"I'm not the tree climby type," I explained. "I /don't/ climb trees. Besides that's a very tall tree." Far taller than a two story house.
"I think..." Glorfindel started.
"You think what?" I snapped.
"No, don't even think of it Glorfindel," Erestor chided.
"Don't think what? I'm confused..."
Glorfindel seemed to umm and arrr for a few moments before he blurted out, "I think I could take control of your body, but only for a short moment."
I was amazed...and scared. "What do you mean /think/?"
"Well, when you fell asleep on the train after the gig, you didn't fall asleep, I took control. You were just so tired."
"You took control of my body?!"
"I told you she would be enraged." Erestor said, quite smugly, to Glorfindel.
"But she had to know. Besides, it may be useful." Glorfindel protested.
Seeing that Glorfindel was like a kid at christmas with the whole idea that he could be incontrol of a body, I yielded. "Oh look, as long as you ask permission and keep it safe, I suppose I'll allow you. But remember, I'm shorter than you, I'm weaker than you, and there are bits of me in different places that don't react well to blows."
Erestor started to say, "I don't..." When Glorfindel cut him off, "Just think about it. Now, can we try and climb the tree?"
"I suppose, what do I have to do?" I asked.
"I'm not sure, maybe close your eyes and try to relax?" So that's what I did. A few moments passed and nothing happened.
I went to open my eyes and say this isn't working, when nothing happened. Suddenly my eyes opened and I grinned.
"It worked!" I said, but it wasn't me. It was Glorfindel.
Now, I've got to say, you won't have a more trapped feel than when you're in your own mind and you can't control you body. It's like a series of spasms but it's not, it's just someone else in control.
Glorfindel looked at the tree, and smiled. We carefully walked over to the tree and Glorfindel set about climbing it. Mentally I asked, "are you sure you can do this?"
"Yes he's sure, it's Glorfindel."
"Who said that?" Even though I knew the answer.
"I did." Said Erestor. It was strange, when I was in control, I could only hear them, but now I wasn't in control I could almost feel Erestor, it was as if he was standing near to me. "Erestor!" I yelled.
"Hush, Glorfindel needs to concentrate, see, we just got hit by a branch. I had indeed felt the hit, ow. Glorfindel also seemed to have forgotten about one appendage.
"Stop knocking them!" I shouted.
"Look, give me time to adjust!" Glorfindel griped.
After much hassles because Glorfindel insisted that I was 'weak and in need of training'. (With my counter argument being when would I ever need to do anything physical, which just earned snickers. Males.)
We sat on one of the higher branches, reclining against the trunk and I don't think I had ever felt Glorfindel and Erestor so at ease. They were happy, they were relaxed and it was at that moment that it really sunk in how much they were elves. They were happy with nature, London must have been horrific to them. I suppose I should visit the park more often. I thought passingly.
We stayed up there for most of the day, infact, we didn't descend until in the distance we saw my mothers car approaching. Oh dear. Let us just say the sum of said events was a sprained ankle. Glorfindel tried to jump the last few branches and completely forgot I wasn't an elf. Trip to hospital and a crutch later, we were almost back to normal, well, except for one small detail.
"Glorfindel! Give me back my body!"
"I tried! You're just no good at taking control!" He insisted.
"Yes I am! You're just not giving it up!"
"Look, it may take time for you to learn how to take control, Glorfindel had been trying for a while." Erestor told me in what I assumed was his calm and reassuring voice.
"Trying for a while! I knew it! You were after my body!"
"Why would I want the body of a human girl-child!?"
"It's better than no body!"
And so went the argument, until we fell to sleep, then we argued in our dreams.
*
When I woke up, I was back in control, much better. I also tended to believe that Glorfindel had been trying to give me back my body since he spent most of the dream trying to describe how to take control. Dreams were becoming less of a chance to talk to each other in our proper forms and more like dreams should be. Except they were always in my dreams. Well, the holiday continued.
France was nice, Vichy was nice. Vichy had one thing I loved about it more than anything else. An art deco church. Of course, Glorfindel and Erestor wanted to know what a church was.
"It's a place we go to worship God. Probably our version of Eru."
"Why do you have to go to a place to worship Eru?"
"Er..."
"Do you worship the Valar as well?"
"Not really..."
They continued to fire a stupid amount of questions at me, until I reminded them that it had infact been several thousand years since Elves had left and even more since any of the Valar had been present among us. So we got back to looking at the beautiful windows.
And so went on our holiday in France, with most things back to normal.
**
well?
a/n: ah, what to say...
UnDeadGoat: Yes, they're being mean, and they're mean for quite a while, as you can see. And yes, bloody '??????'. Stupid Arwen.
??????? : Look, don't like, don't read. And please stop reviewing, or be helpful, perhaps like I said in my last review. And yes, have read the books, am currently on BoLT1, with the rest of the HoME lined up to follow.
Clarenova: :)
mrs.shigwa.cobain: yeah, my friend did that, Nerf Herder gig. And the creepy guys always introduce themselves to me! And I'll try to add more conversations, this was a try...
Jack's Kohl : To have normal aquaintances...
Alaina: JOTMW!JOTMW! and I know I'm being mean, not letting you see this first...hehe...it's a nice surprise this way... I'm trying to think of a way to get the twins mentioned. But my offer's still open, the twins could be in a head near you soon. And with all those people on top I think I'd be a little crushed *grins*
thankee...
**
Two months, you know that? Two whole months. I did my exams, hell, I even left the country. We were in France and so far they didn't even acknowledge my presence. We went on the Eurostar. We'd sped down motorways at 80 mph, we'd seen cathedrals that were stunning. I'd even spoken in French for a while. They hadn't said a word, asked a question. Nothing. They must have been curious. Pfft. Bastards.
Ok, ok, I might have been moping. The first week, the peace was nice, the second the peace was old, now, the peace was just unnerving. Worst of all I knew they could hear everything I thought. So I sat there, I was almost ready to apologise, and they knew it. Except this had gone beyond everything else, this was now a grudge. Even if I wanted to apologise, I couldn't. That'd be giving in.
So I sat there, under a tree, in the blazing hot sun with the temperature up to 42 degrees, practising writing with the tengwar. Maybe I missed them more than I was willing to admit. Well, it was then that I heard a voice in my head, the voice of reason. Otherwise known as Erestor.
"Sara?"
My eyes widened in surprise, there was no point trying to hide it. "Yes?" I answered cautiously.
"Could we go for a swim in the river?"
"What?!" I barked.
"Well, it's rather hot and we're next to a river that looks rather cool." Erestor explained. Seeing my clear distress he asked, "Why, can't you swim?"
I was rather glad that they'd gone for the option of completely ignoring the last few months and I wasn't going to ask them for an apology, but they came to me, that says enough for me. Yet, swimming, I didn't swim, but that didn't mean I couldn't.
"I can swim!" I protested. "I'm just..."
Erestor prompted me, "You're what?"
"Nothing."
"Then we'll go swimming."
"No."
"Why?"
"Because..."
"Because of what?"
"Because."
"Tell me."
"No."
This is when Glorfindel /demanded/ I tell him. He's quite intimidating when he wants to be.
"BecauseI'mscaredoffishandallthoseickythingsthatliveinthewaterandIhateswimmingcostumesanywayandit'snotlikeIhaveoneherewithmeanyway."
I could almost /see/ Erestor raising an eyebrow. "What was that?"
"I'm scared of fish and all those icky things that live in the river."
Glorfindel was beyond astounded, "Scared of fish!? How can you be scared of fish?!"
"It's quite easy, they're all icky and they look at you like they want to eat you!"
"But you eat them! Those fish can't do anything to you besides wriggle."
"Look, can we stop this, you're making my skin crawl."
"Well, then we're supposed to bake in the heat?" Glorfindel asked.
"No, we're sitting under a tree, and it's not like there's no breeze." I answered.
"Why couldn't we have stayed at home?" Erestor asked no-one inparticular.
"I know, they give me this free time and see what she does with it?" She of course being my mother.
"Oh, I meant to ask you, why /do/ you have this free time?"
"We get a month and a half off over the hottest months, a break from studies. The exams I sat are to see if I can continue studying."
"Aren't you a perhaps a bit old in human years for all of this studying. I thought humans worked as soon as they could. I know you do not have a farm, what is your families trade?" From Erestor.
"Families don't have trades, well not many. Really I could be whatever I wanted to be." Quite smug I was about that.
"So you will not take after your mother?"
"No, I don't think I want to be a teacher." Boy, did that thought disgust me.
"What does your father do?"
"I don't know." Never met the guy.
"How can you not know?" What world did they live in, oh yeah...
"I don't know who he is, ergo I don't know what he does."
"Was he killed." The idea he had just gone didn't cross their minds, oh to live in their world.
"No."
"Well, where is he?"
"I don't know. Never asked, don't really want to know."
"Oh, do you have any other family?" Of course I do!
"Yes, my grandparents and my mothers brother and sisters, oh, and their children."
"Why do you never see them?"
"Oh, they live a long way from me, don't worry, you might get to see them soon. We usually spend one week of the summer with them, at least."
"How many more years of study do you have left?"
"If I do well, five to six."
"You will be past twenty!"
"Yes."
"You're a lucky human then. In Middle-Earth an education was rare and there were seldom any that stay in it for such a degree."
"In my world..." I was tempted to say they ride people like ponies, "it's more available. Well, in England anyway."
"Oh."
As the conversation between myself and Erestor was drawing to a close, or at least a lull, Glorfindel jumped in.
"I'm hot let's go swimming."
Did he listen to anything myself or Erestor said?!
I groaned and not too politely said 'no'.
So there we were, sitting under a tree, by our tent near a river. You know what came next, don't you?
"If we cannot go in the river to cool down, perhaps we could climb a tree, there will perhaps be a breeze higher up." Glorfindel seemed rather game.
"I'm not the tree climby type," I explained. "I /don't/ climb trees. Besides that's a very tall tree." Far taller than a two story house.
"I think..." Glorfindel started.
"You think what?" I snapped.
"No, don't even think of it Glorfindel," Erestor chided.
"Don't think what? I'm confused..."
Glorfindel seemed to umm and arrr for a few moments before he blurted out, "I think I could take control of your body, but only for a short moment."
I was amazed...and scared. "What do you mean /think/?"
"Well, when you fell asleep on the train after the gig, you didn't fall asleep, I took control. You were just so tired."
"You took control of my body?!"
"I told you she would be enraged." Erestor said, quite smugly, to Glorfindel.
"But she had to know. Besides, it may be useful." Glorfindel protested.
Seeing that Glorfindel was like a kid at christmas with the whole idea that he could be incontrol of a body, I yielded. "Oh look, as long as you ask permission and keep it safe, I suppose I'll allow you. But remember, I'm shorter than you, I'm weaker than you, and there are bits of me in different places that don't react well to blows."
Erestor started to say, "I don't..." When Glorfindel cut him off, "Just think about it. Now, can we try and climb the tree?"
"I suppose, what do I have to do?" I asked.
"I'm not sure, maybe close your eyes and try to relax?" So that's what I did. A few moments passed and nothing happened.
I went to open my eyes and say this isn't working, when nothing happened. Suddenly my eyes opened and I grinned.
"It worked!" I said, but it wasn't me. It was Glorfindel.
Now, I've got to say, you won't have a more trapped feel than when you're in your own mind and you can't control you body. It's like a series of spasms but it's not, it's just someone else in control.
Glorfindel looked at the tree, and smiled. We carefully walked over to the tree and Glorfindel set about climbing it. Mentally I asked, "are you sure you can do this?"
"Yes he's sure, it's Glorfindel."
"Who said that?" Even though I knew the answer.
"I did." Said Erestor. It was strange, when I was in control, I could only hear them, but now I wasn't in control I could almost feel Erestor, it was as if he was standing near to me. "Erestor!" I yelled.
"Hush, Glorfindel needs to concentrate, see, we just got hit by a branch. I had indeed felt the hit, ow. Glorfindel also seemed to have forgotten about one appendage.
"Stop knocking them!" I shouted.
"Look, give me time to adjust!" Glorfindel griped.
After much hassles because Glorfindel insisted that I was 'weak and in need of training'. (With my counter argument being when would I ever need to do anything physical, which just earned snickers. Males.)
We sat on one of the higher branches, reclining against the trunk and I don't think I had ever felt Glorfindel and Erestor so at ease. They were happy, they were relaxed and it was at that moment that it really sunk in how much they were elves. They were happy with nature, London must have been horrific to them. I suppose I should visit the park more often. I thought passingly.
We stayed up there for most of the day, infact, we didn't descend until in the distance we saw my mothers car approaching. Oh dear. Let us just say the sum of said events was a sprained ankle. Glorfindel tried to jump the last few branches and completely forgot I wasn't an elf. Trip to hospital and a crutch later, we were almost back to normal, well, except for one small detail.
"Glorfindel! Give me back my body!"
"I tried! You're just no good at taking control!" He insisted.
"Yes I am! You're just not giving it up!"
"Look, it may take time for you to learn how to take control, Glorfindel had been trying for a while." Erestor told me in what I assumed was his calm and reassuring voice.
"Trying for a while! I knew it! You were after my body!"
"Why would I want the body of a human girl-child!?"
"It's better than no body!"
And so went the argument, until we fell to sleep, then we argued in our dreams.
*
When I woke up, I was back in control, much better. I also tended to believe that Glorfindel had been trying to give me back my body since he spent most of the dream trying to describe how to take control. Dreams were becoming less of a chance to talk to each other in our proper forms and more like dreams should be. Except they were always in my dreams. Well, the holiday continued.
France was nice, Vichy was nice. Vichy had one thing I loved about it more than anything else. An art deco church. Of course, Glorfindel and Erestor wanted to know what a church was.
"It's a place we go to worship God. Probably our version of Eru."
"Why do you have to go to a place to worship Eru?"
"Er..."
"Do you worship the Valar as well?"
"Not really..."
They continued to fire a stupid amount of questions at me, until I reminded them that it had infact been several thousand years since Elves had left and even more since any of the Valar had been present among us. So we got back to looking at the beautiful windows.
And so went on our holiday in France, with most things back to normal.
**
well?