-THE GAMES OF THE GODS-
-Disclaimer:-
Rúmil: CS owns nothing at all!
Gil-Galad: *appears* Except her strange sense of humour.
Rúmil: ...who're you?
Gil-Galad: High King of the Noldor Elves. You?
Rúmil: *blinks*......Rúmil of Lothlórien...*ahem* uh, aren't you supposed to be dead?
Gil-Galad: *mildly amused* Yes, but the Valar wanted to keep an eye on CS's disclaimers, and let me come back as long as I inform them of what's going on.
Rúmil: Sooo...you're a spy?
Gil-Galad: *shrugs and grins* I could be a double agent, depending on the offer. But I see only you...? Where is everyone else?
Rúmil: *points outside* Snow fight to celebrate the first day since last year with a single-digit temperature.
Gil-Galad: I see...*watches for a moment* Did I just see Galadriel and Glorfindel dump a large bucket of snow over Elrohir?
Rúmil: Um, actually, I think that was Elladan.
Gil-Galad: Oh. Right.
Rúmil and Gil-Galad: *look at each other* ... *run outside to join in the fun*
Dustbunny under CS's computer desk: Well this was a boring disclaimer...
-52: Discussing-
It was a sheepish Glorfindel who later admitted that half of his haste in getting me out of there was fear that the Lady Galadriel would sense the disturbance and come looking. When asked about the other half, he simply smiled and replied that it was a tie between almost honestly wishing Haldir and I would stop, and the fact that I 'looked quite fiery when bantering with Haldir'. Which led the to the inevitable innocent question on my part about what me looking fiery had to do with anything, which led to the suggestion that we head back to our rooms, since we were both still sweaty and dirty from our sparring and needed a bath and to change.
I held back a suggestion about the hot springs. Things between Glorfindel and I had not gone quite that far yet, and truth to tell, I wanted to talk over this whole relationship of ours before we did go that far. I was pretty sure that Elves didn't go that far without being married, anyways, though I wasn't sure and would have to ask Kari. I had not been the loosest of girls back on earth in the first place, anyways, and several lifetimes spent as a barmaid had still not changed those morals. In fact, due to those morals and despite my behavior, I had a funny feeling that Glorfindel would be VERY surprised about a certain fact if I ever did eventually sleep with him in a more...intimate manner than had happened previously.
And anyways, Elves are immortal - and I was perfectly content to just restrict myself to kisses (and licks and nibbles) on commonly exposed bodyparts for now. Though I had a feeling Glorfindel might try to return the concern I had given his tunic at the hot springs. I would have to decide whether or not to complain about it when it happened, however. Well, scratch that, I know exactly what my decision will be if that happens. Because there's this little problem of me losing all coherent thought when Glorfindel's kissing me. Which I also needed to figure out...preferably by talking to Kari, not Glorfindel.
"You are quiet." Glorfindel observed as we approached our flets, pulling me out of my thoughts.
"Yeah, happens sometimes." I said, shaking my head to clear it. I could think all this stuff over later, when I didn't have Glorfindel all to myself for a day.
"Thinking?" Glorfindel asked unnecessarily, and I nodded.
"Also happens sometimes, though more rarely." I said.
"I doubt it." Glorfindel said, pulling me closer to him - we were walking with our arms around each others waists - and gave me a light kiss on the temple.
"Oh?" I asked, arching an eyebrow.
"I very much doubt one who thinks rarely could come up with such...creative responses to Haldir." Glorfindel said with a lop-sided smile.
"Or I could just have a reflexive mouth that shoots the responses off without asking my brain first." I replied. Glorfindel gave me an amused look, and I realized the opening I had given him. Fortunately, we had reached our flets, and Glorfindel didn't do anything more than give me a light kiss on the lips before we separated.
"Awwww, look at de widdle wove biwds!" I shot Kari an annoyed glance as I entered my flet.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"Hiding." she answered, looking around fearfully.
"Creepy Lady stalking you?" I asked with a chuckle, and Kari nodded vigorously.
"I saw Valinlot after Grandmother finished speaking with her." she said. "I think she was whiter than a bleached ghost. And she was not even directly involved in the whole thing!"
"Hm. Well, she's the only one Galadriel's caught, thank goodness. Maybe a few more days of avoiding Creepy Lady and we'll only come out of it looking like Val when she catches us." I said thoughtfully.
"Val?" Kari asked, arching an eyebrow.
"Elvish names are long; I get tired of saying them in their entirety." I said, waving a hand through the air dismissively. "Now, if you don't mind, I need to bathe and get changed."
"Can I not stay?" Kari asked, giving me puppy-eyes.
"Well, you could, but the longer you stay in one place, the more likely Creepy Lady is to find you." I said, heading into my other room and starting to rifle through my clothes for something to wear, leaving the door to the other room open so I could still talk with Kari.
"But you stayed in Glorfindel's flet all morning and she did not come looking." Kari pointed out.
"That's because there are some things even Creepy Lady won't interrupt to scold." I said, poking my head into the other room and giving Kari a wicked grin.
"My, you are serious about dear Glorfy." Kari said softly after a few moments.
"As serious as I can get, considering I stop thinking coherently when he kisses me." I shot back, and Kari chuckled.
"Oh yes, I remember that." she said. "Elven kisses do take some time to get used to."
"Apparently." I said with a snort. Further conversation was halted as I heard my door open. Curious as to who would enter without knocking - I didn't think Glorfindel could change and bathe THAT fast - I poked my head out into the main room, and immediately froze.
"Do join us, Rachel." Galadriel said, her voice scarily calm. I came the rest of the way into the doorway to the other room and curtseyed, swallowing nervously, before coming the rest of the way into the room. I sent a fervent thought in Glorfindel's direction to get the hell out of here while he could. Galadriel arched an eyebrow at me.
"I am not going to bite you." she said. Oh. Right. She could read minds. Dammit.
"Uh." I shared a glance with Kari. "Wasn't concerned about that, Lady."
"Oh? Ah. That image that I saw in Kari's mind of me by my mirror?" Galadriel asked, tilting her head to one side and smiling slightly. Kari and I nodded vigorously.
"And the fact that you're most likely over ten thousand years old, have a lovely piece of powerful jewellery on your finger, and are really really creepy." I added. To my surprise, Galadriel laughed.
"I do not try to be." She said with a smile when she finished, then suddenly turned serious and frowned slightly at us. "Though it serves a purpose when someone throws my husband in the river." Kari and I glanced at each other with arched eyebrows. Just 'someone'? How much - or rather, how little - had Celeborn TOLD Galadriel?
"I'm sure it would." I said, making a flash decision to play innocent as I turned my attention back to Galadriel.
"I was wondering if, since you were one of those also in the river, you might enlighten me as to who it was that threw Celeborn in the river?" Galadriel asked, her voice holding a threatening note.
"Didn't see." I said, shrugging. "I was laughing too much at Kari." Galadriel arched an eyebrow, clearly asking for elaboration. "She was already in the river." Galadriel nodded, and then turned to Kari.
"And what about you? Perhaps you have some more information?" she asked sweetly. There was a moment's hesitation, but Kari seemed as loath to tell the story as I. Probably since she had been the one to suggest throwing Celeborn in the river.
"I was busy trying to get OUT of the river, Grandmother." she replied with a shrug. Galadriel eyed the two of us for a moment, and then nodded.
"Very well. I shall seek out Haldir and Lord Glorfindel, then. Perhaps they were paying attention at the time." she said, and glided out the door, though I KNEW she knew we weren't telling the entire truth.
"Thanks so much for hiding in my flet and drawing her here." I grumped to Kari once Galadriel was out of earshot.
"It would be a shame to fight so soon after making up." Glorfindel commented from behind me, and I whirled, surprised to find him there. He grinned.
"What the flying penguin...?" I asked, blinking in surprise. Kari giggled.
"I sensed the Lady of the Wood, and while she was distracted talking to you, I took the opportunity to come and hide here. When she goes to my flet - which she most likely will be doing right now - she will find it empty." Glorfindel explained with a smile.
"Ah. Makes sense." I said. "But now I can't have a bath." I frowned slightly, and then did a brief inspection of Glorfindel. "And you haven't had one yourself."
"There are some hot springs in northern Lothlórien." Kari put in innocently.
"I've already seen them, thank you." I said, giving Kari a wry smile. She arched an eyebrow at me, a teasing twinkle in her eyes.
"I'm sure no one would interrupt you if you took a bath there." she pressed, and I sent her a warning look.
"I will have access to a very big, hard wooden thing in a few months. I suggest you try to remain OFF the list of people I want to hit with it." I said. Kari shrugged.
"You always were so reserved." she said with a sigh, then suddenly brightened. "Well, now that I have no need to fear Grandmother, I think I shall go back to the library and read some more! Ta ta!" She bounced up and was out the door before either of us could respond. Glorfindel shook his head.
"That still didn't solve the problem of a bath, damn her." I muttered.
"The hot springs ARE a good idea." Glorfindel commented, and I arched an eyebrow at him.
"No offence, but no." I said. "Unless you want to go alone."
"You did not seem to mind yesterday." Glorfindel said, also arching an eyebrow.
"Actually, that was honestly just a desire to see you shirtless." I said with a light frown. Glorfindel chuckled and took a step closer to me. I tensed - this was the perfect lead-in to that conversation about Glorfindel and my's relationship that I wanted, but if the Elf-lord kissed me, any chance at a serious conversation would be lost. Glorfindel, however, is a very smart elf, and he did nothing more than wrap his arms around my waist.
"Glorfindel, what are we? Technically?" I asked him, tilting my head to one side. Glorfindel pondered that for a moment, not even bothering to ask what I meant.
"Actively courting?" he suggested. I arched an eyebrow at the implications of that. That he hadn't said 'really close friends' was encouraging, as was the fact that he didn't try 'lovers in the making' (though once again, I wasn't sure if Elves even did that sort of thing outside of marriage). However, that left the obvious middle-ground, which could lead to a far more permanent connection than the two extremes. Glorfindel smiled as he saw my trepidation over the term, and kissed me lightly on the forehead. "I honestly am not all that sure. I am just responding to the situation and my feelings." he said, resting his chin on my head as I rested my head against his chest. I sighed.
"Well, I guess there's some things even several thousand years of life can't prepare you for." I said.
"Especially when the majority of the female population has been afraid of you for the past 3000 years." Glorfindel said with a snort. I lifted my head and looked up at him in amusement.
"Afraid of you? Whyever would they be afraid of you?" I asked. Glorfindel shrugged.
"I do not know. Maybe it was my return?" he said with an air of casualness.
"Oh?" I arched an eyebrow, asking for elaboration.
"I believe Gil-Galad put it rather succinctly when he told me to stop trying to compete with the sun." Glorfindel said innocently, and I burst out laughing. Glorfindel grinned. "He also told me to get some clothes on."
"You came back naked?" I snickered.
"Well, no clothes in death." Glorfindel said with a shrug.
"So does that mean all the Elves in the Halls of Mandos are naked?" I asked thoughtfully, and Glorfindel chuckled.
"Maybe." he said. "I do not recall."
"Well, I'll just have to avoid dying, then, because I sure as hell don't wanna get there and find out the answer's 'yes'." I said, wrinkling my nose. Glorfindel glanced down at me in amusement. "Shut up, reserved human attitude." I scowled up at him, and he laughed.
"I think Lady Galadriel will have left my flet by now." he said, stepping away. "I will see you later?"
"Of course, Mr. Sun." I replied promptly. Glorfindel rolled his eyes.
"You and Gil-Galad would have gotten along perfectly." he said. "It almost makes me glad he is not around to become your ally in terror." I grinned.
"Well, if I ever die, all you have to do is avoid dying again yourself, and then you won't be subjected to the horror." I said.
"On the contrary, I think Mandos would get sick of you two terrorizing his Halls and send you back for me to deal with." Glorfindel said, planting a brief but intense kiss on my lips. Then he stepped away and made an extravagant bow. "Later, m'lady." I grinned rather stupidly as he left, and once I collected my brain cells from the puddle they'd made on the floor, set to seeing about a bath.
----To be continued...with one of my little time-warps!----
(And philophisizing about Sindar Elves!)
-Authors Note:-
Well, there's the next chapter. I almost got writers block, but galadhrim.net and it's Erestor slash saved me. *twitch* No, I don't know why I was reading Erestor slash. Nor do I know why it cured my writer's block. All I know is that it did and I am now rather twitchy as Thranduil/Erestor images keep popping into my head.
...
*twitch*
(Though I must say, I ran into a rather nice characterization of Rumil in my explorations...BubblyHappyBabbling!Rumil. So cute! ^.^)
And now...someone asked in a review last chapter if this story was almost done, or if I've got a ways to go yet? Deffinately the latter. I've got a plot point or two, a war, the Fellowship...some Haldir torture...some Rachel torture...and all sorts of other fun stuff coming up! Expect AT LEAST 10 more chapters. Most likely more...no, scratch that, deffinately more. *cough* This is turning into a blasted saga...*mumbles* Oh well.
And on that note, thanks to all my reviewers, you're all wonderful! Now I'm gonna blow this popsicle stand and get back to writing actual chapters instead of Author's Notes...
~Crimson Starlight
-Disclaimer:-
Rúmil: CS owns nothing at all!
Gil-Galad: *appears* Except her strange sense of humour.
Rúmil: ...who're you?
Gil-Galad: High King of the Noldor Elves. You?
Rúmil: *blinks*......Rúmil of Lothlórien...*ahem* uh, aren't you supposed to be dead?
Gil-Galad: *mildly amused* Yes, but the Valar wanted to keep an eye on CS's disclaimers, and let me come back as long as I inform them of what's going on.
Rúmil: Sooo...you're a spy?
Gil-Galad: *shrugs and grins* I could be a double agent, depending on the offer. But I see only you...? Where is everyone else?
Rúmil: *points outside* Snow fight to celebrate the first day since last year with a single-digit temperature.
Gil-Galad: I see...*watches for a moment* Did I just see Galadriel and Glorfindel dump a large bucket of snow over Elrohir?
Rúmil: Um, actually, I think that was Elladan.
Gil-Galad: Oh. Right.
Rúmil and Gil-Galad: *look at each other* ... *run outside to join in the fun*
Dustbunny under CS's computer desk: Well this was a boring disclaimer...
-52: Discussing-
It was a sheepish Glorfindel who later admitted that half of his haste in getting me out of there was fear that the Lady Galadriel would sense the disturbance and come looking. When asked about the other half, he simply smiled and replied that it was a tie between almost honestly wishing Haldir and I would stop, and the fact that I 'looked quite fiery when bantering with Haldir'. Which led the to the inevitable innocent question on my part about what me looking fiery had to do with anything, which led to the suggestion that we head back to our rooms, since we were both still sweaty and dirty from our sparring and needed a bath and to change.
I held back a suggestion about the hot springs. Things between Glorfindel and I had not gone quite that far yet, and truth to tell, I wanted to talk over this whole relationship of ours before we did go that far. I was pretty sure that Elves didn't go that far without being married, anyways, though I wasn't sure and would have to ask Kari. I had not been the loosest of girls back on earth in the first place, anyways, and several lifetimes spent as a barmaid had still not changed those morals. In fact, due to those morals and despite my behavior, I had a funny feeling that Glorfindel would be VERY surprised about a certain fact if I ever did eventually sleep with him in a more...intimate manner than had happened previously.
And anyways, Elves are immortal - and I was perfectly content to just restrict myself to kisses (and licks and nibbles) on commonly exposed bodyparts for now. Though I had a feeling Glorfindel might try to return the concern I had given his tunic at the hot springs. I would have to decide whether or not to complain about it when it happened, however. Well, scratch that, I know exactly what my decision will be if that happens. Because there's this little problem of me losing all coherent thought when Glorfindel's kissing me. Which I also needed to figure out...preferably by talking to Kari, not Glorfindel.
"You are quiet." Glorfindel observed as we approached our flets, pulling me out of my thoughts.
"Yeah, happens sometimes." I said, shaking my head to clear it. I could think all this stuff over later, when I didn't have Glorfindel all to myself for a day.
"Thinking?" Glorfindel asked unnecessarily, and I nodded.
"Also happens sometimes, though more rarely." I said.
"I doubt it." Glorfindel said, pulling me closer to him - we were walking with our arms around each others waists - and gave me a light kiss on the temple.
"Oh?" I asked, arching an eyebrow.
"I very much doubt one who thinks rarely could come up with such...creative responses to Haldir." Glorfindel said with a lop-sided smile.
"Or I could just have a reflexive mouth that shoots the responses off without asking my brain first." I replied. Glorfindel gave me an amused look, and I realized the opening I had given him. Fortunately, we had reached our flets, and Glorfindel didn't do anything more than give me a light kiss on the lips before we separated.
"Awwww, look at de widdle wove biwds!" I shot Kari an annoyed glance as I entered my flet.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"Hiding." she answered, looking around fearfully.
"Creepy Lady stalking you?" I asked with a chuckle, and Kari nodded vigorously.
"I saw Valinlot after Grandmother finished speaking with her." she said. "I think she was whiter than a bleached ghost. And she was not even directly involved in the whole thing!"
"Hm. Well, she's the only one Galadriel's caught, thank goodness. Maybe a few more days of avoiding Creepy Lady and we'll only come out of it looking like Val when she catches us." I said thoughtfully.
"Val?" Kari asked, arching an eyebrow.
"Elvish names are long; I get tired of saying them in their entirety." I said, waving a hand through the air dismissively. "Now, if you don't mind, I need to bathe and get changed."
"Can I not stay?" Kari asked, giving me puppy-eyes.
"Well, you could, but the longer you stay in one place, the more likely Creepy Lady is to find you." I said, heading into my other room and starting to rifle through my clothes for something to wear, leaving the door to the other room open so I could still talk with Kari.
"But you stayed in Glorfindel's flet all morning and she did not come looking." Kari pointed out.
"That's because there are some things even Creepy Lady won't interrupt to scold." I said, poking my head into the other room and giving Kari a wicked grin.
"My, you are serious about dear Glorfy." Kari said softly after a few moments.
"As serious as I can get, considering I stop thinking coherently when he kisses me." I shot back, and Kari chuckled.
"Oh yes, I remember that." she said. "Elven kisses do take some time to get used to."
"Apparently." I said with a snort. Further conversation was halted as I heard my door open. Curious as to who would enter without knocking - I didn't think Glorfindel could change and bathe THAT fast - I poked my head out into the main room, and immediately froze.
"Do join us, Rachel." Galadriel said, her voice scarily calm. I came the rest of the way into the doorway to the other room and curtseyed, swallowing nervously, before coming the rest of the way into the room. I sent a fervent thought in Glorfindel's direction to get the hell out of here while he could. Galadriel arched an eyebrow at me.
"I am not going to bite you." she said. Oh. Right. She could read minds. Dammit.
"Uh." I shared a glance with Kari. "Wasn't concerned about that, Lady."
"Oh? Ah. That image that I saw in Kari's mind of me by my mirror?" Galadriel asked, tilting her head to one side and smiling slightly. Kari and I nodded vigorously.
"And the fact that you're most likely over ten thousand years old, have a lovely piece of powerful jewellery on your finger, and are really really creepy." I added. To my surprise, Galadriel laughed.
"I do not try to be." She said with a smile when she finished, then suddenly turned serious and frowned slightly at us. "Though it serves a purpose when someone throws my husband in the river." Kari and I glanced at each other with arched eyebrows. Just 'someone'? How much - or rather, how little - had Celeborn TOLD Galadriel?
"I'm sure it would." I said, making a flash decision to play innocent as I turned my attention back to Galadriel.
"I was wondering if, since you were one of those also in the river, you might enlighten me as to who it was that threw Celeborn in the river?" Galadriel asked, her voice holding a threatening note.
"Didn't see." I said, shrugging. "I was laughing too much at Kari." Galadriel arched an eyebrow, clearly asking for elaboration. "She was already in the river." Galadriel nodded, and then turned to Kari.
"And what about you? Perhaps you have some more information?" she asked sweetly. There was a moment's hesitation, but Kari seemed as loath to tell the story as I. Probably since she had been the one to suggest throwing Celeborn in the river.
"I was busy trying to get OUT of the river, Grandmother." she replied with a shrug. Galadriel eyed the two of us for a moment, and then nodded.
"Very well. I shall seek out Haldir and Lord Glorfindel, then. Perhaps they were paying attention at the time." she said, and glided out the door, though I KNEW she knew we weren't telling the entire truth.
"Thanks so much for hiding in my flet and drawing her here." I grumped to Kari once Galadriel was out of earshot.
"It would be a shame to fight so soon after making up." Glorfindel commented from behind me, and I whirled, surprised to find him there. He grinned.
"What the flying penguin...?" I asked, blinking in surprise. Kari giggled.
"I sensed the Lady of the Wood, and while she was distracted talking to you, I took the opportunity to come and hide here. When she goes to my flet - which she most likely will be doing right now - she will find it empty." Glorfindel explained with a smile.
"Ah. Makes sense." I said. "But now I can't have a bath." I frowned slightly, and then did a brief inspection of Glorfindel. "And you haven't had one yourself."
"There are some hot springs in northern Lothlórien." Kari put in innocently.
"I've already seen them, thank you." I said, giving Kari a wry smile. She arched an eyebrow at me, a teasing twinkle in her eyes.
"I'm sure no one would interrupt you if you took a bath there." she pressed, and I sent her a warning look.
"I will have access to a very big, hard wooden thing in a few months. I suggest you try to remain OFF the list of people I want to hit with it." I said. Kari shrugged.
"You always were so reserved." she said with a sigh, then suddenly brightened. "Well, now that I have no need to fear Grandmother, I think I shall go back to the library and read some more! Ta ta!" She bounced up and was out the door before either of us could respond. Glorfindel shook his head.
"That still didn't solve the problem of a bath, damn her." I muttered.
"The hot springs ARE a good idea." Glorfindel commented, and I arched an eyebrow at him.
"No offence, but no." I said. "Unless you want to go alone."
"You did not seem to mind yesterday." Glorfindel said, also arching an eyebrow.
"Actually, that was honestly just a desire to see you shirtless." I said with a light frown. Glorfindel chuckled and took a step closer to me. I tensed - this was the perfect lead-in to that conversation about Glorfindel and my's relationship that I wanted, but if the Elf-lord kissed me, any chance at a serious conversation would be lost. Glorfindel, however, is a very smart elf, and he did nothing more than wrap his arms around my waist.
"Glorfindel, what are we? Technically?" I asked him, tilting my head to one side. Glorfindel pondered that for a moment, not even bothering to ask what I meant.
"Actively courting?" he suggested. I arched an eyebrow at the implications of that. That he hadn't said 'really close friends' was encouraging, as was the fact that he didn't try 'lovers in the making' (though once again, I wasn't sure if Elves even did that sort of thing outside of marriage). However, that left the obvious middle-ground, which could lead to a far more permanent connection than the two extremes. Glorfindel smiled as he saw my trepidation over the term, and kissed me lightly on the forehead. "I honestly am not all that sure. I am just responding to the situation and my feelings." he said, resting his chin on my head as I rested my head against his chest. I sighed.
"Well, I guess there's some things even several thousand years of life can't prepare you for." I said.
"Especially when the majority of the female population has been afraid of you for the past 3000 years." Glorfindel said with a snort. I lifted my head and looked up at him in amusement.
"Afraid of you? Whyever would they be afraid of you?" I asked. Glorfindel shrugged.
"I do not know. Maybe it was my return?" he said with an air of casualness.
"Oh?" I arched an eyebrow, asking for elaboration.
"I believe Gil-Galad put it rather succinctly when he told me to stop trying to compete with the sun." Glorfindel said innocently, and I burst out laughing. Glorfindel grinned. "He also told me to get some clothes on."
"You came back naked?" I snickered.
"Well, no clothes in death." Glorfindel said with a shrug.
"So does that mean all the Elves in the Halls of Mandos are naked?" I asked thoughtfully, and Glorfindel chuckled.
"Maybe." he said. "I do not recall."
"Well, I'll just have to avoid dying, then, because I sure as hell don't wanna get there and find out the answer's 'yes'." I said, wrinkling my nose. Glorfindel glanced down at me in amusement. "Shut up, reserved human attitude." I scowled up at him, and he laughed.
"I think Lady Galadriel will have left my flet by now." he said, stepping away. "I will see you later?"
"Of course, Mr. Sun." I replied promptly. Glorfindel rolled his eyes.
"You and Gil-Galad would have gotten along perfectly." he said. "It almost makes me glad he is not around to become your ally in terror." I grinned.
"Well, if I ever die, all you have to do is avoid dying again yourself, and then you won't be subjected to the horror." I said.
"On the contrary, I think Mandos would get sick of you two terrorizing his Halls and send you back for me to deal with." Glorfindel said, planting a brief but intense kiss on my lips. Then he stepped away and made an extravagant bow. "Later, m'lady." I grinned rather stupidly as he left, and once I collected my brain cells from the puddle they'd made on the floor, set to seeing about a bath.
----To be continued...with one of my little time-warps!----
(And philophisizing about Sindar Elves!)
-Authors Note:-
Well, there's the next chapter. I almost got writers block, but galadhrim.net and it's Erestor slash saved me. *twitch* No, I don't know why I was reading Erestor slash. Nor do I know why it cured my writer's block. All I know is that it did and I am now rather twitchy as Thranduil/Erestor images keep popping into my head.
...
*twitch*
(Though I must say, I ran into a rather nice characterization of Rumil in my explorations...BubblyHappyBabbling!Rumil. So cute! ^.^)
And now...someone asked in a review last chapter if this story was almost done, or if I've got a ways to go yet? Deffinately the latter. I've got a plot point or two, a war, the Fellowship...some Haldir torture...some Rachel torture...and all sorts of other fun stuff coming up! Expect AT LEAST 10 more chapters. Most likely more...no, scratch that, deffinately more. *cough* This is turning into a blasted saga...*mumbles* Oh well.
And on that note, thanks to all my reviewers, you're all wonderful! Now I'm gonna blow this popsicle stand and get back to writing actual chapters instead of Author's Notes...
~Crimson Starlight