Faulkner: In a review someone commented on there hardly being any spelling
errors. Unfortunately, I am a near perfect speller. So I can't stand to see
spelling mistakes. ::sighs::
Pinky: Blame it on her mother. She was a perfect speller in school.
CrystalMeth: Life sucks, don't it?
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Her head still hurt in the morning, but not as bad as the night before. The guards opened the door and let a female set down a tray of food on the small table in the room.
"Thanks." Ratchet whispered as the female walked pass her. She left and guards locked the door again. The food was different than what she was used to eating at breakfast. But it tasted good so she ate it without complaint.
She looked in a small mirror that was hanging on the wall and saw that the cut that she had gotten the day before went from the middle of her nose to her ear. Her hair was messy and her face was smudged with dirt. She looked around the room and found a cloth, bowl, and pitcher full of water.
Ratchet took advantage of these and washed her face. Afterwards, she attempted to straighten out her clothes. When she finally decided this was the best she could do, the door opened and one of the guards spoke to her.
"You are going to see Lord Elrond. Now." So, Ratchet grabbed her backpack and headed for the door.
"Where are you going with that?" the guard asked.
"It has all my stuff in it and since I don't trust you as far as I could throw you, i'm taking it with me." The one guard talked to the other in a different language. They evidently decided to let her take her backpack because she was pulled along again at that very fast pace.
After a lot of turns and Ratchet losing all sense of direction, they finally stopped at a pair of double doors. The guards knocked and entered.
Inside was the same beautiful woman from last night and a guy. The guy had brown hair and deep brown eyes. His hair was tied back and he was deep in conversation with the woman when they entered.
The man looked up and stared at Ratchet immediately. Then he started to question her. "What were you doing outside of Rivendell last night?" he asked sternly. Though her head hurt horribly and she still was tired, she didn't back down under his stare. Instead, she raised her chin a little as a sign of confidence.
"I was following some horse tracks. I was curious to where they went." Ratchet answered as she returned the mans gaze.
"Are you a spy for Sauron?" the man asked coldly.
"Who? Sauron? First of all, I don't know who this Sauron dude is. Second, i've never spied for anyone in my life." she answered.
"What is your name?" the guy asked.
"I would like to know yours, and what the hell you guys are!" Ratchet replied.
"Careful, human. You are speaking to Lord Elrond of the Elves of Rivendell. The master of this city." a guard growled at her.
"Elves?" Ratchet said, dumbstruck. "Elves?"
"Is there an echo in here?" the guard growled again. Ratchet glared at the elven guard. He was really starting to piss her off.
"Well, since I know your name, people call me Ratchet." Ratchet said. The guard stared at her.
"What kind of name is that?" he said and sniggered.
'That tears it!!!!' Ratchet thought. She socked him in the jaw. He sprawled on the ground and stared at her in surprise. "It's my name, and I suggest you don't make fun of it." she threatened him. Her head was pounding with pain and anger. Her vision was blurring and the cut on her cheek was burning.
The other guard drew his sword and pointed it at her throat. But she didn't notice. Her vision was getting worse and the world was spinning. It sounded like a hundred drums were playing in her head. It was nearly worse than a migraine. (AN: I had one of those once. God, it felt like WW2 all over again.)
She started to weave on her feet like she was drunk. Lord Elrond rose and walked over to the outsider. Her eyes were unfocused and wondering all over the place. She reached out to grab something to steady herself. But found nothing. She backed up into the wall and slid down it.
Arwen rushed over to her. The girl, Ratchet, stared at her without really seeing her. Arwen felt her forehead and immediately removed her hand. The poor girl was burning up. "Father, she has a horrible fever. We need to help her." Arwen pleaded with her father.
"Kokuyo....Kokuyo don't!" the human cried out. Then was silent as she started to cry. Not racking sobs, as most people would expect from her. But just silent tears. Her eyes were wide and staring, but not at anything the elves could see.
"All right." Lord Elrond agreed reluctantly. What was he getting into?
The outsider was carried to a room while healers were sent for. They arrived and examined her carefully. It was concluded that a poison that was fairly common was in her system. It could be treated and her fever would be gone in a day or two if she was properly looked after.
She was given the proper antidote was watched after constantly by someone every minute. The outsider would occasionally cry out and then mumble some incoherent words and be silent. Sometimes she would flail and open her eyes without really seeing. Then sleep quietly.
The day wore on into night when Ratchet woke up. She remembered talking to some people who were actually elves and then falling asleep. She frowned. Her head was still a little fuzzy. But her vision was fine. She got up and walked slowly past the sleeping elf.
She crept outside of her room and walked around a little. Then she heard a voice cry out. "NOOOOO!!!" Ratchet followed the sound of the voice. She entered a room where a small curly haired boy was tossing and turning and yelling.
She ran up and started shaking the boy. He woke up and started to cry. Ratchet held the small boy and whispered comforting words to him. He slowly calmed down and went back to sleep on her shoulder. She laid him down and tucked him in.
Ratchet turned around and was surprised to see a man standing in the doorway. He was dirty from traveling and looked really tired. He stared at her and she stared back. The man had shoulder-length dark brown hair and blue eyes. Plus, he needed a shave. Badly.
"Who're you?" she asked.
"People call me Strider." the man said after a moment. "And you are?"
"Call me Ratchet." The man looked a little startled at the strange name. "Is the little guy a friend of yours?" The man nodded. "Cool. Well, I better be going." Ratchet said and she nodded at Strider.
"Good night." Strider said. He watched the girl with the peculiar name walk away, then turned back to Frodo, who was sleeping peacefully.
"Oh crap." Ratchet muttered. She was lost. For the love of all things holy, why? She picked a random passage and got even more lost. She gave up, and just sat down on the cool stone floor. She drew her knees up to her chin and let out a breath.
"Stupid parents. If it weren't for those bastards i'd be staying up late right now and watching Adult Swim. This is the second time i've missed Jamming with Edward." she complained to herself. And she fell asleep. ----- The elf that was supposed to watch the outsider was severely scolded for letting her escape. But the thing that really baffled the guards was why she had left her strange pack. The guards thought it best that they search all of Rivendell thoroughly. She might only be hiding.
They eventually found her asleep curled up on the floor in a niche in the hall. But they wondered what they should do. Should they wake her up, or let her sleep and carry her to her room? But Lord Elrond and the ranger known as Strider to the common folk, came upon them and the sleeping child.
"Lord Elrond, the outsider escaped her room and got lost last night. What should we do? Should we wake her up?" the leader asked.
Elrond stared at her. His face softened unconsciously as he stared at the peaceful face of the sleeping outsider. "Try not to wake her and take her to her rooms." but as Elrond said this, the girl woke up.
Ratchet slowly opened her eyes and saw a bunch of elves standing around her, including Elrond. And the dude that said his name was Strider. She rolled onto her back and looked up at them through half opened eyes. Then she decided to stand up and stretch.
Ratchet startled the males with her movement, and they all stepped back. They just stared at her as she stretched her back and arms.
"That is the last time I sleep on a cold floor." she grumbled. Then noticed their staring. "What? Never seen a person wake up and stretch?" she asked with a smirk.
"You shouldn't be up. You are still recovering from the poison that was given to you." Lord Elrond said with a frown.
"I was poisoned? Fuck! I bet it was that damn rider in black! If I ever see that bastard-" but she was cut off.
"Rider in black? Where did you meet this rider in black?" Strider interrupted. Ratchet glared at him.
"On a path on the other side of the river. He was riding a black horse. He was racing down the track and pulled out a sword. He slashed at me at got my cheek." she said pointing to her injury. "If it weren't for my training, my head would be rolling in the grass."
"That was probably what poisoned her." Strider said in an undertone to Elrond. "It was a Ringwraith that attacked her."
Ratchet didn't hear them because she was more intent on sating her hunger pains. "When's breakfast?" she complained. Everyone turned their attention to her again. The question was backed up with a loud growl from her stomach. Everyone sniggered.
"That is so not funny! Starving innocent little girls must be your idea of fun."
"Innocent is something that you are not." Elrond said suddenly. "You caught one of my higher ranking protectors off guard and gave him a black eye."
"The dude needed and deserved it. He was bound to get shoved off his high horse sooner or later. Dumbass. He shouldn't have left himself vulnerable to attack like that." Strider was about to reply when two figures peeled out around the corner and ran straight into Ratchet.
They tumbled for a few feet before stopping. The two short guys ended up on top of Ratchet. "Merry, Pippin! Watch where you're going!" Strider exclaimed as he pulled the two curly-haired boys off of Ratchet.
"For the love of Mike. Stop the spinning!" Ratchet exclaimed as she held her head and closed her eyes when she sat up.
"We're so sorry! We didn't see you!" the slightly skinnier one said.
"It was an accident! We were looking for Strider!" the other one said.
"Well, you found him." Ratchet said as she slowly got up. "Now, back to business. When's breakfast?" Ratchet asked again.
The two boys looked at her. "When is breakfast Strider?" they both asked, turning to the man.
"As soon as we get to the dining hall." Strider said, exasperated.
"Yippee!!" the two boys and one girl said in unison. Elrond sighed, told the guards to go back to their duties, and led the little group to the food. As far as he could tell, the girl Ratchet was not a danger. When they reached the dining hall, the three hungriest people in the group (three guesses which three!) found seats and started to pile food onto their plates.
"One of the most important things to Hobbits must be food." Strider commented to Elrond. The Lord of Rivendell chuckled and watched the three eat.
The two hobbits and one outsider didn't stop until they were completely full. "That was the best breakfast i've had in years." Ratchet sighed.
"The best breakfast you've had in years? What do you mean by that?" the one with dirty blond hair asked.
"Usually, I only have cereal for breakfast."
"Cereal? How do you get to lunch without starving to death?" the other one asked. The Elrond and Strider were listening to the conversation with a little curiosity.
"I tough it out. I only have time for a bowl of cereal before school. But on the weekends, I make a bigger breakfast for myself. If i'm not too lazy anyway." she said with a shrug. Then she looked at herself. "Ye guds!! I look like I rolled in mud, then leaves, then jumped in a river!" She looked at Elrond. "Is there any mercy in you to let me have a bath and some clean clothes?" she pleaded.
Elrond got an elf to help her with the bath and clothes. While the two boys named Merry and Pippin exploring. "What do you think of the outsider?" Elrond asked Strider as they walked through the halls.
"I think she is very strange, but relatively harmless."
"Tell that to Galdar." Elrond said sarcastically.
"Ah, was he being his usual self?"
"Yes, and he got a black eye from the girl."
"To true I bet. But you didn't see what she did to Frodo." Elrond raised an eyebrow in question. "Last night Frodo must have had a bad dream, because he was calling out and flailing around. I arrived just in time to see her comforting Frodo and put him back to sleep."
"Hmmmm." was all Elrond would say.
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Faulkner: I read some very disturbing HP fan fics last night. I got the strangest dreams.. ::stares off into space::
Pinky & CrystalMeth: -__-U
Faulkner: ANNNYWAY! I don't own LotR, but Ratchet/Aerin Williams is mine. None of y'all can have her!!!!
Pinky: Blame it on her mother. She was a perfect speller in school.
CrystalMeth: Life sucks, don't it?
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Her head still hurt in the morning, but not as bad as the night before. The guards opened the door and let a female set down a tray of food on the small table in the room.
"Thanks." Ratchet whispered as the female walked pass her. She left and guards locked the door again. The food was different than what she was used to eating at breakfast. But it tasted good so she ate it without complaint.
She looked in a small mirror that was hanging on the wall and saw that the cut that she had gotten the day before went from the middle of her nose to her ear. Her hair was messy and her face was smudged with dirt. She looked around the room and found a cloth, bowl, and pitcher full of water.
Ratchet took advantage of these and washed her face. Afterwards, she attempted to straighten out her clothes. When she finally decided this was the best she could do, the door opened and one of the guards spoke to her.
"You are going to see Lord Elrond. Now." So, Ratchet grabbed her backpack and headed for the door.
"Where are you going with that?" the guard asked.
"It has all my stuff in it and since I don't trust you as far as I could throw you, i'm taking it with me." The one guard talked to the other in a different language. They evidently decided to let her take her backpack because she was pulled along again at that very fast pace.
After a lot of turns and Ratchet losing all sense of direction, they finally stopped at a pair of double doors. The guards knocked and entered.
Inside was the same beautiful woman from last night and a guy. The guy had brown hair and deep brown eyes. His hair was tied back and he was deep in conversation with the woman when they entered.
The man looked up and stared at Ratchet immediately. Then he started to question her. "What were you doing outside of Rivendell last night?" he asked sternly. Though her head hurt horribly and she still was tired, she didn't back down under his stare. Instead, she raised her chin a little as a sign of confidence.
"I was following some horse tracks. I was curious to where they went." Ratchet answered as she returned the mans gaze.
"Are you a spy for Sauron?" the man asked coldly.
"Who? Sauron? First of all, I don't know who this Sauron dude is. Second, i've never spied for anyone in my life." she answered.
"What is your name?" the guy asked.
"I would like to know yours, and what the hell you guys are!" Ratchet replied.
"Careful, human. You are speaking to Lord Elrond of the Elves of Rivendell. The master of this city." a guard growled at her.
"Elves?" Ratchet said, dumbstruck. "Elves?"
"Is there an echo in here?" the guard growled again. Ratchet glared at the elven guard. He was really starting to piss her off.
"Well, since I know your name, people call me Ratchet." Ratchet said. The guard stared at her.
"What kind of name is that?" he said and sniggered.
'That tears it!!!!' Ratchet thought. She socked him in the jaw. He sprawled on the ground and stared at her in surprise. "It's my name, and I suggest you don't make fun of it." she threatened him. Her head was pounding with pain and anger. Her vision was blurring and the cut on her cheek was burning.
The other guard drew his sword and pointed it at her throat. But she didn't notice. Her vision was getting worse and the world was spinning. It sounded like a hundred drums were playing in her head. It was nearly worse than a migraine. (AN: I had one of those once. God, it felt like WW2 all over again.)
She started to weave on her feet like she was drunk. Lord Elrond rose and walked over to the outsider. Her eyes were unfocused and wondering all over the place. She reached out to grab something to steady herself. But found nothing. She backed up into the wall and slid down it.
Arwen rushed over to her. The girl, Ratchet, stared at her without really seeing her. Arwen felt her forehead and immediately removed her hand. The poor girl was burning up. "Father, she has a horrible fever. We need to help her." Arwen pleaded with her father.
"Kokuyo....Kokuyo don't!" the human cried out. Then was silent as she started to cry. Not racking sobs, as most people would expect from her. But just silent tears. Her eyes were wide and staring, but not at anything the elves could see.
"All right." Lord Elrond agreed reluctantly. What was he getting into?
The outsider was carried to a room while healers were sent for. They arrived and examined her carefully. It was concluded that a poison that was fairly common was in her system. It could be treated and her fever would be gone in a day or two if she was properly looked after.
She was given the proper antidote was watched after constantly by someone every minute. The outsider would occasionally cry out and then mumble some incoherent words and be silent. Sometimes she would flail and open her eyes without really seeing. Then sleep quietly.
The day wore on into night when Ratchet woke up. She remembered talking to some people who were actually elves and then falling asleep. She frowned. Her head was still a little fuzzy. But her vision was fine. She got up and walked slowly past the sleeping elf.
She crept outside of her room and walked around a little. Then she heard a voice cry out. "NOOOOO!!!" Ratchet followed the sound of the voice. She entered a room where a small curly haired boy was tossing and turning and yelling.
She ran up and started shaking the boy. He woke up and started to cry. Ratchet held the small boy and whispered comforting words to him. He slowly calmed down and went back to sleep on her shoulder. She laid him down and tucked him in.
Ratchet turned around and was surprised to see a man standing in the doorway. He was dirty from traveling and looked really tired. He stared at her and she stared back. The man had shoulder-length dark brown hair and blue eyes. Plus, he needed a shave. Badly.
"Who're you?" she asked.
"People call me Strider." the man said after a moment. "And you are?"
"Call me Ratchet." The man looked a little startled at the strange name. "Is the little guy a friend of yours?" The man nodded. "Cool. Well, I better be going." Ratchet said and she nodded at Strider.
"Good night." Strider said. He watched the girl with the peculiar name walk away, then turned back to Frodo, who was sleeping peacefully.
"Oh crap." Ratchet muttered. She was lost. For the love of all things holy, why? She picked a random passage and got even more lost. She gave up, and just sat down on the cool stone floor. She drew her knees up to her chin and let out a breath.
"Stupid parents. If it weren't for those bastards i'd be staying up late right now and watching Adult Swim. This is the second time i've missed Jamming with Edward." she complained to herself. And she fell asleep. ----- The elf that was supposed to watch the outsider was severely scolded for letting her escape. But the thing that really baffled the guards was why she had left her strange pack. The guards thought it best that they search all of Rivendell thoroughly. She might only be hiding.
They eventually found her asleep curled up on the floor in a niche in the hall. But they wondered what they should do. Should they wake her up, or let her sleep and carry her to her room? But Lord Elrond and the ranger known as Strider to the common folk, came upon them and the sleeping child.
"Lord Elrond, the outsider escaped her room and got lost last night. What should we do? Should we wake her up?" the leader asked.
Elrond stared at her. His face softened unconsciously as he stared at the peaceful face of the sleeping outsider. "Try not to wake her and take her to her rooms." but as Elrond said this, the girl woke up.
Ratchet slowly opened her eyes and saw a bunch of elves standing around her, including Elrond. And the dude that said his name was Strider. She rolled onto her back and looked up at them through half opened eyes. Then she decided to stand up and stretch.
Ratchet startled the males with her movement, and they all stepped back. They just stared at her as she stretched her back and arms.
"That is the last time I sleep on a cold floor." she grumbled. Then noticed their staring. "What? Never seen a person wake up and stretch?" she asked with a smirk.
"You shouldn't be up. You are still recovering from the poison that was given to you." Lord Elrond said with a frown.
"I was poisoned? Fuck! I bet it was that damn rider in black! If I ever see that bastard-" but she was cut off.
"Rider in black? Where did you meet this rider in black?" Strider interrupted. Ratchet glared at him.
"On a path on the other side of the river. He was riding a black horse. He was racing down the track and pulled out a sword. He slashed at me at got my cheek." she said pointing to her injury. "If it weren't for my training, my head would be rolling in the grass."
"That was probably what poisoned her." Strider said in an undertone to Elrond. "It was a Ringwraith that attacked her."
Ratchet didn't hear them because she was more intent on sating her hunger pains. "When's breakfast?" she complained. Everyone turned their attention to her again. The question was backed up with a loud growl from her stomach. Everyone sniggered.
"That is so not funny! Starving innocent little girls must be your idea of fun."
"Innocent is something that you are not." Elrond said suddenly. "You caught one of my higher ranking protectors off guard and gave him a black eye."
"The dude needed and deserved it. He was bound to get shoved off his high horse sooner or later. Dumbass. He shouldn't have left himself vulnerable to attack like that." Strider was about to reply when two figures peeled out around the corner and ran straight into Ratchet.
They tumbled for a few feet before stopping. The two short guys ended up on top of Ratchet. "Merry, Pippin! Watch where you're going!" Strider exclaimed as he pulled the two curly-haired boys off of Ratchet.
"For the love of Mike. Stop the spinning!" Ratchet exclaimed as she held her head and closed her eyes when she sat up.
"We're so sorry! We didn't see you!" the slightly skinnier one said.
"It was an accident! We were looking for Strider!" the other one said.
"Well, you found him." Ratchet said as she slowly got up. "Now, back to business. When's breakfast?" Ratchet asked again.
The two boys looked at her. "When is breakfast Strider?" they both asked, turning to the man.
"As soon as we get to the dining hall." Strider said, exasperated.
"Yippee!!" the two boys and one girl said in unison. Elrond sighed, told the guards to go back to their duties, and led the little group to the food. As far as he could tell, the girl Ratchet was not a danger. When they reached the dining hall, the three hungriest people in the group (three guesses which three!) found seats and started to pile food onto their plates.
"One of the most important things to Hobbits must be food." Strider commented to Elrond. The Lord of Rivendell chuckled and watched the three eat.
The two hobbits and one outsider didn't stop until they were completely full. "That was the best breakfast i've had in years." Ratchet sighed.
"The best breakfast you've had in years? What do you mean by that?" the one with dirty blond hair asked.
"Usually, I only have cereal for breakfast."
"Cereal? How do you get to lunch without starving to death?" the other one asked. The Elrond and Strider were listening to the conversation with a little curiosity.
"I tough it out. I only have time for a bowl of cereal before school. But on the weekends, I make a bigger breakfast for myself. If i'm not too lazy anyway." she said with a shrug. Then she looked at herself. "Ye guds!! I look like I rolled in mud, then leaves, then jumped in a river!" She looked at Elrond. "Is there any mercy in you to let me have a bath and some clean clothes?" she pleaded.
Elrond got an elf to help her with the bath and clothes. While the two boys named Merry and Pippin exploring. "What do you think of the outsider?" Elrond asked Strider as they walked through the halls.
"I think she is very strange, but relatively harmless."
"Tell that to Galdar." Elrond said sarcastically.
"Ah, was he being his usual self?"
"Yes, and he got a black eye from the girl."
"To true I bet. But you didn't see what she did to Frodo." Elrond raised an eyebrow in question. "Last night Frodo must have had a bad dream, because he was calling out and flailing around. I arrived just in time to see her comforting Frodo and put him back to sleep."
"Hmmmm." was all Elrond would say.
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Faulkner: I read some very disturbing HP fan fics last night. I got the strangest dreams.. ::stares off into space::
Pinky & CrystalMeth: -__-U
Faulkner: ANNNYWAY! I don't own LotR, but Ratchet/Aerin Williams is mine. None of y'all can have her!!!!