Really REALLY short post...UGH only a page long.. _ .. sorry. I'll try
to make them longer in the future...but one never knows. Also don't know
how often I'll be able to post...I'm gonna shoot for once a week, but
again, don't know for sure.
orion: One of the problems that arises when trying to blend two very different worlds. (plus it doesn't help that I wrote that part at midnight with my mom yelling at me to get offline). I went back and changed it to something more fitting ;) ...
jacobs_angel86: yea well.this one is even shorter...::cringes and runs away:: SORRY!
MoroTheWolfGod , Lady Jaina , and Tithen Min, Thank you so much for reviewing! It is very much appreciated. I'm glad you're enjoying it.
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Gray eyes darkened another shade in worry as they observed the slight limp damaging a normally graceful bearing, "Legolas, you should be staying off your knee."
The elf rolled his eyes, letting his annoyance show plainly in his face, "Its fine Estel. It isn't even sprained."
"So that is reason for you to make it worse?"
"I am not making it worse."
"Legolas-"
"Aragorn." The elf grabbed his arm, pulling the human close so he could clearly see the vexation in his icy blue eyes, "It is *fine*." Legolas ground out every word with deliberate force so the point would not be lost on his friend.
The ranger sighed and waited for the elf to release his arm, keeping his opinions of just how 'fine' his friend was to himself at the moment.
With a last pointed stare, Legolas did let him go and turned away, almost succeeding in totally disguising him limp this time.
"Don't worry Estel," Elladan clapped his brother on the shoulder, looking ahead to the blond elf with a smirk and speaking loud enough for him to hear, "this isn't the first time he has injured that knee.*is* it Legolas?!"
"Nether will it be the last!" Legolas called over his shoulder with a chuckle.
Elrohir dropped down from the trees where he had been walking, landing in a crouch and favoring the woodland prince with his own smirk as the elf walked past him. "If I didn't know better, I would call you accident prone, my friend."
Legolas spun on his heel, mock hurt in his wide eyes, "I am not!"
The noldor elf straightened and crossed his arms. "Then what's your excuse for that little stunt before?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
"The slope was slippery!" Legolas defended himself, trying to keep up an air of offended royalty while struggling not to laugh.
Elladan shook his head and jogged to catch up with them, whispering something in Legolas' pointed ear that made the prince throw back his head and laugh.
Aragorn felt a smile steal across his face. At points such as this it was easy to think that everything was well with Legolas. He was enjoying himself, the cloud had lifted for a time. But the ranger knew it would not last. As genuine as Legolas' smile seemed, it was still a part of mask that he wore. Inside, something was still eating at him. Something that would not allow the elf the peace he sought. He would get close...but just as his fingers brushed it, it was yanked a little further out of reach.
He shook his head. No sense in ruining a fine day with worry. His friend was happy..even if it was only temporary. *Let Legolas have his day to forget. Or try to anyway...*
orion: One of the problems that arises when trying to blend two very different worlds. (plus it doesn't help that I wrote that part at midnight with my mom yelling at me to get offline). I went back and changed it to something more fitting ;) ...
jacobs_angel86: yea well.this one is even shorter...::cringes and runs away:: SORRY!
MoroTheWolfGod , Lady Jaina , and Tithen Min, Thank you so much for reviewing! It is very much appreciated. I'm glad you're enjoying it.
*~*
Gray eyes darkened another shade in worry as they observed the slight limp damaging a normally graceful bearing, "Legolas, you should be staying off your knee."
The elf rolled his eyes, letting his annoyance show plainly in his face, "Its fine Estel. It isn't even sprained."
"So that is reason for you to make it worse?"
"I am not making it worse."
"Legolas-"
"Aragorn." The elf grabbed his arm, pulling the human close so he could clearly see the vexation in his icy blue eyes, "It is *fine*." Legolas ground out every word with deliberate force so the point would not be lost on his friend.
The ranger sighed and waited for the elf to release his arm, keeping his opinions of just how 'fine' his friend was to himself at the moment.
With a last pointed stare, Legolas did let him go and turned away, almost succeeding in totally disguising him limp this time.
"Don't worry Estel," Elladan clapped his brother on the shoulder, looking ahead to the blond elf with a smirk and speaking loud enough for him to hear, "this isn't the first time he has injured that knee.*is* it Legolas?!"
"Nether will it be the last!" Legolas called over his shoulder with a chuckle.
Elrohir dropped down from the trees where he had been walking, landing in a crouch and favoring the woodland prince with his own smirk as the elf walked past him. "If I didn't know better, I would call you accident prone, my friend."
Legolas spun on his heel, mock hurt in his wide eyes, "I am not!"
The noldor elf straightened and crossed his arms. "Then what's your excuse for that little stunt before?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
"The slope was slippery!" Legolas defended himself, trying to keep up an air of offended royalty while struggling not to laugh.
Elladan shook his head and jogged to catch up with them, whispering something in Legolas' pointed ear that made the prince throw back his head and laugh.
Aragorn felt a smile steal across his face. At points such as this it was easy to think that everything was well with Legolas. He was enjoying himself, the cloud had lifted for a time. But the ranger knew it would not last. As genuine as Legolas' smile seemed, it was still a part of mask that he wore. Inside, something was still eating at him. Something that would not allow the elf the peace he sought. He would get close...but just as his fingers brushed it, it was yanked a little further out of reach.
He shook his head. No sense in ruining a fine day with worry. His friend was happy..even if it was only temporary. *Let Legolas have his day to forget. Or try to anyway...*