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Rock in the Face
With that he got up and stretched briefly. "If you want to talk you know I'm always here to listen. We've known each other for a long time as well." He offered kindly, his face sobering a little.
"Thank you, mellon nin, but there is nothing to talk about really." The Elf replied with a gentle smile, trying to be nice though he felt like standing up and stomping off into the forest to sulk.
As Aragorn was about to contradict his word Aradel came through the veil of trees with Pippin and Merry scampering around frantically.
"Are you sure you're OK?"
"Do you need any help?"
"Can you walk OK? Are you sure?" They offered to help in more ways then she though possible and she had at one time had yell at them to keep them from grabbing her arms and dragging her along the ground instead of her walking.
"I'm fine, would you two just go sit down. I think you've done more damage to yourselves then me." She laughed merrily with a hand to her face. She walked to her pack and grabbed a cloth. Finally she removed her hand and Aragorn gasped but Legolas sat, apparently not caring very much.
Leading from alarmingly close to her left eye to just above the corner of her mouth ran a deep, bloody gash. It had bits of dirt in it and blood was still running freely from it all the way down her face and onto her hand through her neck and dripping a little onto her clothing.
"Are you OK? That looks horrible. I told you two Hobbits, no mutilating, it's not funny!" Aragorn hopped over to her side to help her to sit down. She defiantly refused his arm and continued to stand. "I cut my face, not broke my leg!" she had argued.
Legolas looked up briefly from the fire then looked back down. His head snapped back up and he raced over. "Oh, my god, I can't believe it!" he yelled as he did.
Merry and Pippin agreed. "I know, we are horrible people. It was just a joke-" but they were cut short by their curiosity as to what he was doing when he reached for something at her neck.
"You still have this? That's amazing I didn't think you'd keep it." He looked astonished as he held up a beautiful silver pendant with a few pearls of various sizes hanging from a silver chain along side another pendant nobody knew or cared about.
"Yea of course, it's pretty why wouldn't I keep it? I've always liked the silver necklaces. Anything that's other than that or gold is to ostentatious." she informed him as though this were simple knowledge to everyone. "It's beautiful."
He raised an eyebrow and questioned. "This is the one I gave you right?"
She shot him a dull look as if to say 'what kind of question is that' and answered in a monotone. "Of course it's the one you gave me, who else is giving me necklaces? Aragorn? I don't think so."
Legolas was about to retort something witty and argumentative but Aragorn cut in with a cloth soaked in some sort of herbal, healing concoction he had whipped up whilst they were fighting. "Hold still, this is going to sting a lot." He warned before applying the paste after cleaning applying a cloth to clean her bloody face. It did sting but she didn't wince or show any sign that she knew anything was touching her in any way.
Legolas, however, did wince, "Doesn't that hurt? I know from experience it usually does sting horribly." He asked gently rather close to her face.
"Yes, actually it does. Thank you for asking. And thank you for you concern." She added sarcastically, grinning widely scaring him quite a bit.
He widened his eyes to show his high level of being uncomfortable. She wasn't usually polite or happy like that. "What kind of herb is that? Whatever it is I want some." He muttered to Aragorn barely audible so she couldn't here. She did and scowled at him but soon returned to her mock happy, polite mood.
"OK, everyone back up. I have no room to work and some people's eyes are going to be seriously damaged." Aragorn instructed the rest of the fellowship, excluding Gimli who was still sleeping soundly a ways away from the fire, forcing them away with a glare and the motherly waving motion of his hands.
"Real, masculine there, he man." Aradel commented, mockingly shooting him a sly smile.
He returned the smile and applied more herbal paste. "Would you like me to let this get infected or not? I didn't think so."
When the pasting was done no one had any material that could be used as a bandage. They tried asking her if she would consider using leave but she said no. They had asked Gimli, after waking him rather harshly, if he could spare a small patch of cloth from his clothing but he said no and fell back asleep instantly. So they left it bare and went to bed hoping it wouldn't rain the next day.
The next morning everyone woke up at the crack of dawn, miserable and grumpy. For the majority of the fellowship it was because they were drenched and in a bad mood because of the heavy sheets of rain pouring down on them. Aragorn however loved the rain and was grumpy in the morning because Pippin was annoying him with his idiotic complaints again. Aradel too loved the rain and was grumpy simply because it was the crack of dawn and she was not a morning person.
They tried in vain to make even a small fire to cook breakfast. Even when they had built a tiny poorly constructed canopy above it the steadily increasing amount of rain had destroyed it. They tried at least seven different kinds of kindling but nothing worked. Sadly they all ended up eating soggy Lambas bread while they started south towards Rohan, of Gondor.
By mid day the rain had turned from sheets of rain to buckets and buckets of heavy drops pouring down on their miserable, wet heads. They grimaced as their feet lifted from the muddy ground with a squelching sound. The only happy people of the discouraged group were Aragorn and Aradel who talked cheerily with one another.
"I love the rain. Everything about it, I wish it would rain all the time and I would go outside and dance in it all day and night." The wet but ecstatic female said to equally happy male companion.
"I love the rain as well. It reminds me of Arwen, she used to drag me out of the palace every time it rained and we would walk and dance and have the most wonderful time." He grinned as he remembered his love from back home.
"Well that's cute. When I was a child I used to run out and run around in endless circles with my arms out like a bird. Everyone thought I was crazy." She exclaimed grinning sweetly, for a crazy person. That bit of information on her childhood would have been very useful to Legolas to use against her in the future but unluckily he was too sad because of the rain and wasn't paying attention.
They both turned their heads up towards the sky catching the drops on their tongues every once and a while, their eyes flickering as the heavy bits of water were caught there too. Then Aradel started to dance around a little, swerving in between the others much to their annoyance. Aragorn joined her just to annoy Pippin, he circled him over and over making him quite dizzy and at one point he did fall over. He quickly got up though and gave the happy ranger a malicious evil look then returned his gaze to the soggy forest floor.
A/N: OK this time i really have not much to say. You know I really have no idea what i'm putting into these chapter when i post them. I know what i'm doing when i write them but i have almost completely forgotten by the time i post it. Crazy. That's normally why i have nothing to say in the ANs. Sorry i didn't post reviewer responses last couple of times but i was short for time. I love all you reviewers so much! I'm hyper. Nehoo, bye-bye!:D
Arien: I know! I hated him too, that's why i made him leave. I guess that makes sense doesn't it?
Elven Script: That is an awesome way to get my brother! Way better then my stick of gum that's for sure. Lol. Excuse me while i find a couple of glasses mischievious look in eyes and laughing sinisterly
Muddie21: Glad you like it! As to the point of your question: God no! Ask him that and he will throw up. Trust me someone's already asked him that, hee hee. Inside joke sorry.
Rock in the Face
With that he got up and stretched briefly. "If you want to talk you know I'm always here to listen. We've known each other for a long time as well." He offered kindly, his face sobering a little.
"Thank you, mellon nin, but there is nothing to talk about really." The Elf replied with a gentle smile, trying to be nice though he felt like standing up and stomping off into the forest to sulk.
As Aragorn was about to contradict his word Aradel came through the veil of trees with Pippin and Merry scampering around frantically.
"Are you sure you're OK?"
"Do you need any help?"
"Can you walk OK? Are you sure?" They offered to help in more ways then she though possible and she had at one time had yell at them to keep them from grabbing her arms and dragging her along the ground instead of her walking.
"I'm fine, would you two just go sit down. I think you've done more damage to yourselves then me." She laughed merrily with a hand to her face. She walked to her pack and grabbed a cloth. Finally she removed her hand and Aragorn gasped but Legolas sat, apparently not caring very much.
Leading from alarmingly close to her left eye to just above the corner of her mouth ran a deep, bloody gash. It had bits of dirt in it and blood was still running freely from it all the way down her face and onto her hand through her neck and dripping a little onto her clothing.
"Are you OK? That looks horrible. I told you two Hobbits, no mutilating, it's not funny!" Aragorn hopped over to her side to help her to sit down. She defiantly refused his arm and continued to stand. "I cut my face, not broke my leg!" she had argued.
Legolas looked up briefly from the fire then looked back down. His head snapped back up and he raced over. "Oh, my god, I can't believe it!" he yelled as he did.
Merry and Pippin agreed. "I know, we are horrible people. It was just a joke-" but they were cut short by their curiosity as to what he was doing when he reached for something at her neck.
"You still have this? That's amazing I didn't think you'd keep it." He looked astonished as he held up a beautiful silver pendant with a few pearls of various sizes hanging from a silver chain along side another pendant nobody knew or cared about.
"Yea of course, it's pretty why wouldn't I keep it? I've always liked the silver necklaces. Anything that's other than that or gold is to ostentatious." she informed him as though this were simple knowledge to everyone. "It's beautiful."
He raised an eyebrow and questioned. "This is the one I gave you right?"
She shot him a dull look as if to say 'what kind of question is that' and answered in a monotone. "Of course it's the one you gave me, who else is giving me necklaces? Aragorn? I don't think so."
Legolas was about to retort something witty and argumentative but Aragorn cut in with a cloth soaked in some sort of herbal, healing concoction he had whipped up whilst they were fighting. "Hold still, this is going to sting a lot." He warned before applying the paste after cleaning applying a cloth to clean her bloody face. It did sting but she didn't wince or show any sign that she knew anything was touching her in any way.
Legolas, however, did wince, "Doesn't that hurt? I know from experience it usually does sting horribly." He asked gently rather close to her face.
"Yes, actually it does. Thank you for asking. And thank you for you concern." She added sarcastically, grinning widely scaring him quite a bit.
He widened his eyes to show his high level of being uncomfortable. She wasn't usually polite or happy like that. "What kind of herb is that? Whatever it is I want some." He muttered to Aragorn barely audible so she couldn't here. She did and scowled at him but soon returned to her mock happy, polite mood.
"OK, everyone back up. I have no room to work and some people's eyes are going to be seriously damaged." Aragorn instructed the rest of the fellowship, excluding Gimli who was still sleeping soundly a ways away from the fire, forcing them away with a glare and the motherly waving motion of his hands.
"Real, masculine there, he man." Aradel commented, mockingly shooting him a sly smile.
He returned the smile and applied more herbal paste. "Would you like me to let this get infected or not? I didn't think so."
When the pasting was done no one had any material that could be used as a bandage. They tried asking her if she would consider using leave but she said no. They had asked Gimli, after waking him rather harshly, if he could spare a small patch of cloth from his clothing but he said no and fell back asleep instantly. So they left it bare and went to bed hoping it wouldn't rain the next day.
The next morning everyone woke up at the crack of dawn, miserable and grumpy. For the majority of the fellowship it was because they were drenched and in a bad mood because of the heavy sheets of rain pouring down on them. Aragorn however loved the rain and was grumpy in the morning because Pippin was annoying him with his idiotic complaints again. Aradel too loved the rain and was grumpy simply because it was the crack of dawn and she was not a morning person.
They tried in vain to make even a small fire to cook breakfast. Even when they had built a tiny poorly constructed canopy above it the steadily increasing amount of rain had destroyed it. They tried at least seven different kinds of kindling but nothing worked. Sadly they all ended up eating soggy Lambas bread while they started south towards Rohan, of Gondor.
By mid day the rain had turned from sheets of rain to buckets and buckets of heavy drops pouring down on their miserable, wet heads. They grimaced as their feet lifted from the muddy ground with a squelching sound. The only happy people of the discouraged group were Aragorn and Aradel who talked cheerily with one another.
"I love the rain. Everything about it, I wish it would rain all the time and I would go outside and dance in it all day and night." The wet but ecstatic female said to equally happy male companion.
"I love the rain as well. It reminds me of Arwen, she used to drag me out of the palace every time it rained and we would walk and dance and have the most wonderful time." He grinned as he remembered his love from back home.
"Well that's cute. When I was a child I used to run out and run around in endless circles with my arms out like a bird. Everyone thought I was crazy." She exclaimed grinning sweetly, for a crazy person. That bit of information on her childhood would have been very useful to Legolas to use against her in the future but unluckily he was too sad because of the rain and wasn't paying attention.
They both turned their heads up towards the sky catching the drops on their tongues every once and a while, their eyes flickering as the heavy bits of water were caught there too. Then Aradel started to dance around a little, swerving in between the others much to their annoyance. Aragorn joined her just to annoy Pippin, he circled him over and over making him quite dizzy and at one point he did fall over. He quickly got up though and gave the happy ranger a malicious evil look then returned his gaze to the soggy forest floor.
A/N: OK this time i really have not much to say. You know I really have no idea what i'm putting into these chapter when i post them. I know what i'm doing when i write them but i have almost completely forgotten by the time i post it. Crazy. That's normally why i have nothing to say in the ANs. Sorry i didn't post reviewer responses last couple of times but i was short for time. I love all you reviewers so much! I'm hyper. Nehoo, bye-bye!:D
Arien: I know! I hated him too, that's why i made him leave. I guess that makes sense doesn't it?
Elven Script: That is an awesome way to get my brother! Way better then my stick of gum that's for sure. Lol. Excuse me while i find a couple of glasses mischievious look in eyes and laughing sinisterly
Muddie21: Glad you like it! As to the point of your question: God no! Ask him that and he will throw up. Trust me someone's already asked him that, hee hee. Inside joke sorry.
