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A/N: SOrry this was a bit late, and a bit short. But I'm posting TWO chapters today, so don't complain. Read on!
Chapter 13- Rosellyn as a Tour Guide
"Rosie! Rosie! Mommy says to wake up! Quick!" Rose dragged herself from the warm blankets of sleep reluctantly. "Rosie! Oh, Rosie, hurry!" She snapped awake.
"What? What is it, Ellie? What's wrong?" She asked, shaking her little friend off her and swinging out of bed. Eleria looked nervous and excited, all at the same time.
"Mommy says there's someone who wants to see you. It's a Man!" she giggled nervously. "He looks so old, but Mommy says he's younger than me. It's funny, isn't it? Come on. He's in the main balcony." Why would Benvenue try to visit her? It struck her as sort of odd. Nevertheless, she changed into pants, and a long shirt, belting it with a supple leather belt that held both her knives and her belt pouch. Standard clothes she wore to weapon's lessons. It was a casual dress, but an intimidating statement. 'I wear this as nonchalantly as anything, and I can use them on you with just as much indifference.' Then, double checking herself again in the mirror, she walked outside.
He was leaning against the balcony, looking at the fabulous view it provided. He looked up when he saw her coming, and she felt Della pushing at the back of her mind. ~Let me deal with him, please. We have a lot in common, you know?~ She saw the sense in that. Let the race of Man deal with the race of Man. With the now-familiar sensation, she receded and felt Della push up.
Delaney walked forward with all the calm collection that Rosellyn possessed. She put a smile on, and, creepy feeling or not, she liked Benvenue.
"Well, hello there, Rosellyn. I hope you don't find me too presumptous, visiting you like this. But Miss Linka said I was fit to leave her house, and I remembered your kindness to a stranger down on his luck, so I decided that this would be the first place I visited. It took awhile to convince Awaren to tell me where you lived; they were still a touch nervous, you see. Don't fret, though; I feel perfectly fine." Delaney experienced the strange and unpredictable sensation of Rose speaking through her, even though she, Delaney, was in control.
"You're a Ranger, aren't you?" What on Earth was a Ranger? She didn't know what a Ranger was! Quickly, Rose filled her in on everything that she was obviously missing. Benvenue gave a half-smile.
"Good eye, miss, though how you knew, I'll never guess. You are correct, more's the pity. I should have known I couldn't keep anything from you Elves. Would you mind terribly if I asked you for a tour of Mirkwood? I'd love to meet your friends." How could she say no? Should she say no? ~Go ahead. We can deal with anything if tries something funny. Besides, Tracie's always saying how she wants to see a Man. Say yes.~ -Gotcha-.
"I'd love to show you around! My friend Tracie had always wanted to meet someone from the race of Man. You and Legolas should get along great; he's a fighter like you. Forest...well...unless you're an intellectual goon, he's not your type."
"Are you?" he inquired.
"Am I what?"
"An intellectual goon." She smiled, wrinkling up her nose in amusement.
"In the barest sense of the term. Mostly we share the same sense of humor. Most of the time," she added as an after thought. He smiled amusedly.
"Then I'm sure he's a fine Elf." She poked her head inside the door, wondering if he was flirting with her or not. Delaney had no experience in that department.
"Dam! I'll be out for awhile!"
"Fine by me, honey. No, Meira, I'm sure she doesn't want you to accompany her. You too, Ellie. Come on." She smiled, thinking about how much Meira would love to tease her about this. She closed the door and turned to Benvenue.
"Shall we go? Tracie and Forest are closest; they're twins, by the way, and please don't ask who's older." He assured her that she wouldn't and they went down the steps, chatting about innocent topics, Delaney interrupting every now and then to point out something that she thought the Ranger would find interesting. Maybe I should be a tour guide when I grow up, she thought, I'm getting plenty of practice here.
Tracie's eyes went wider than dinner plates when she answered the door and saw her best friend standing there with a wide grin on her face next to a Man.
"Oh. Eru. Hello." Then she turned behind her. "Forest! Get down here NOW!" There was a thumping as he ran down the stairs.
"All right, Trace, what's got your skirts in a bunch THIS ti- oh. Eru. Hello." Benvenue gave his shy sort of grin, probably because of the twin reactions they gave.
"My name is Benvenue Haltier, a Ranger from the country of Gondor." Tracie tripped on her skirts walking up and holding out her hand.
"Hello, uh, Benvenue. I'm Traceheart Forestwood, but please call me Tracie. Are you really a Man?" She asked stupidly. He smiled and tucked his longish straggly black hair behind a shell-shaped ear, not pointy.
"Indeed, you've found me out. I assume this is your brother?" Forest nodded, composure back after his initial shock.
"Correct. My name is Tracehelm Forestwood, but everyone calls me Forest." Just as she predicted, the twins quickly befriended the Ranger. He was a very personable fellow; no one could resist him once he put his charm on. And, as Tracie evidently thought, he was passably good looking, if you liked the tall-dark-and-handsome type. Personally, she liked the tall-blonde-and-handsome type, herself. They happily agreed to accompany Benvenue and herself on an impromptu tour of Wanderer's Glade. For the first time, she could get her mind off of the Riders and their impending threat and just concentrate on being a teenager. She relished the look of comic surprise on Thranduil Greenleaf's face when he saw his son's best friends standing with a Man. Nevertheless, he allowed Legolas to go with them, and she spent the happiest day she had in a long time, as did the rest of her friends. At the end of the day, Benvenue walked her home in the fast-fading twilight.
"Thank you for letting me show you around; you really helped us remember happier times," she said, standing at the base of the flet stairs. He shook his head sadly.
"No, no, thank YOU. It is a sad thing indeed when the young are dragged into war and strife, even more so when they must be reminded to act their age. It was my pleasure. Good night, Rosellyn, I am already later than I promised Linka I would be. I hope to see you again soon." She smiled.
"I'd like that. Good night, Benvenue." He turned and walked away, and she wandered back up the stairs. She said her good-nights to Dam, Ellie, and Meira, then got ready and flopped into bed.
A/N: As mentioned before, a bit short. But, again, as mentioned before, you're getting TWO chapters. So quit yer whinin'.
A/N: SOrry this was a bit late, and a bit short. But I'm posting TWO chapters today, so don't complain. Read on!
Chapter 13- Rosellyn as a Tour Guide
"Rosie! Rosie! Mommy says to wake up! Quick!" Rose dragged herself from the warm blankets of sleep reluctantly. "Rosie! Oh, Rosie, hurry!" She snapped awake.
"What? What is it, Ellie? What's wrong?" She asked, shaking her little friend off her and swinging out of bed. Eleria looked nervous and excited, all at the same time.
"Mommy says there's someone who wants to see you. It's a Man!" she giggled nervously. "He looks so old, but Mommy says he's younger than me. It's funny, isn't it? Come on. He's in the main balcony." Why would Benvenue try to visit her? It struck her as sort of odd. Nevertheless, she changed into pants, and a long shirt, belting it with a supple leather belt that held both her knives and her belt pouch. Standard clothes she wore to weapon's lessons. It was a casual dress, but an intimidating statement. 'I wear this as nonchalantly as anything, and I can use them on you with just as much indifference.' Then, double checking herself again in the mirror, she walked outside.
He was leaning against the balcony, looking at the fabulous view it provided. He looked up when he saw her coming, and she felt Della pushing at the back of her mind. ~Let me deal with him, please. We have a lot in common, you know?~ She saw the sense in that. Let the race of Man deal with the race of Man. With the now-familiar sensation, she receded and felt Della push up.
Delaney walked forward with all the calm collection that Rosellyn possessed. She put a smile on, and, creepy feeling or not, she liked Benvenue.
"Well, hello there, Rosellyn. I hope you don't find me too presumptous, visiting you like this. But Miss Linka said I was fit to leave her house, and I remembered your kindness to a stranger down on his luck, so I decided that this would be the first place I visited. It took awhile to convince Awaren to tell me where you lived; they were still a touch nervous, you see. Don't fret, though; I feel perfectly fine." Delaney experienced the strange and unpredictable sensation of Rose speaking through her, even though she, Delaney, was in control.
"You're a Ranger, aren't you?" What on Earth was a Ranger? She didn't know what a Ranger was! Quickly, Rose filled her in on everything that she was obviously missing. Benvenue gave a half-smile.
"Good eye, miss, though how you knew, I'll never guess. You are correct, more's the pity. I should have known I couldn't keep anything from you Elves. Would you mind terribly if I asked you for a tour of Mirkwood? I'd love to meet your friends." How could she say no? Should she say no? ~Go ahead. We can deal with anything if tries something funny. Besides, Tracie's always saying how she wants to see a Man. Say yes.~ -Gotcha-.
"I'd love to show you around! My friend Tracie had always wanted to meet someone from the race of Man. You and Legolas should get along great; he's a fighter like you. Forest...well...unless you're an intellectual goon, he's not your type."
"Are you?" he inquired.
"Am I what?"
"An intellectual goon." She smiled, wrinkling up her nose in amusement.
"In the barest sense of the term. Mostly we share the same sense of humor. Most of the time," she added as an after thought. He smiled amusedly.
"Then I'm sure he's a fine Elf." She poked her head inside the door, wondering if he was flirting with her or not. Delaney had no experience in that department.
"Dam! I'll be out for awhile!"
"Fine by me, honey. No, Meira, I'm sure she doesn't want you to accompany her. You too, Ellie. Come on." She smiled, thinking about how much Meira would love to tease her about this. She closed the door and turned to Benvenue.
"Shall we go? Tracie and Forest are closest; they're twins, by the way, and please don't ask who's older." He assured her that she wouldn't and they went down the steps, chatting about innocent topics, Delaney interrupting every now and then to point out something that she thought the Ranger would find interesting. Maybe I should be a tour guide when I grow up, she thought, I'm getting plenty of practice here.
Tracie's eyes went wider than dinner plates when she answered the door and saw her best friend standing there with a wide grin on her face next to a Man.
"Oh. Eru. Hello." Then she turned behind her. "Forest! Get down here NOW!" There was a thumping as he ran down the stairs.
"All right, Trace, what's got your skirts in a bunch THIS ti- oh. Eru. Hello." Benvenue gave his shy sort of grin, probably because of the twin reactions they gave.
"My name is Benvenue Haltier, a Ranger from the country of Gondor." Tracie tripped on her skirts walking up and holding out her hand.
"Hello, uh, Benvenue. I'm Traceheart Forestwood, but please call me Tracie. Are you really a Man?" She asked stupidly. He smiled and tucked his longish straggly black hair behind a shell-shaped ear, not pointy.
"Indeed, you've found me out. I assume this is your brother?" Forest nodded, composure back after his initial shock.
"Correct. My name is Tracehelm Forestwood, but everyone calls me Forest." Just as she predicted, the twins quickly befriended the Ranger. He was a very personable fellow; no one could resist him once he put his charm on. And, as Tracie evidently thought, he was passably good looking, if you liked the tall-dark-and-handsome type. Personally, she liked the tall-blonde-and-handsome type, herself. They happily agreed to accompany Benvenue and herself on an impromptu tour of Wanderer's Glade. For the first time, she could get her mind off of the Riders and their impending threat and just concentrate on being a teenager. She relished the look of comic surprise on Thranduil Greenleaf's face when he saw his son's best friends standing with a Man. Nevertheless, he allowed Legolas to go with them, and she spent the happiest day she had in a long time, as did the rest of her friends. At the end of the day, Benvenue walked her home in the fast-fading twilight.
"Thank you for letting me show you around; you really helped us remember happier times," she said, standing at the base of the flet stairs. He shook his head sadly.
"No, no, thank YOU. It is a sad thing indeed when the young are dragged into war and strife, even more so when they must be reminded to act their age. It was my pleasure. Good night, Rosellyn, I am already later than I promised Linka I would be. I hope to see you again soon." She smiled.
"I'd like that. Good night, Benvenue." He turned and walked away, and she wandered back up the stairs. She said her good-nights to Dam, Ellie, and Meira, then got ready and flopped into bed.
A/N: As mentioned before, a bit short. But, again, as mentioned before, you're getting TWO chapters. So quit yer whinin'.