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Suspicious Person
Just then a dark figure jumped out from behind a tree, and faster then a bolt of lightning draped a thick blanket over her head and tightened it dangerously close to her neck with his arm. Whoever it was began to slowly drag her back towards the forest as she fought back with all her might while draped in the black, completely opaque cloth.
In desperation she lashed out and her fist collided with something soft that felt like a face. Waving her hands around her like a lunatic she grabbed hold of a chunk of hair and pulled as hard as she could, pulling most of it out and a satisfying yelp of pain issued from her attacker's mouth.
With an expert twist she broke free of his grip and kicked him in the shin with all her strength, with the cloth still tightly tied around her head. Totally disoriented she stumbled around trying to find her way over to him to kick him some more she heard that Legolas, through all her muffled screams, had gotten up and tried to set her free. Unfortunately the frantic woman had punched him in the face momentarily stunning him. Now he was holding him with his arms behind his back twisted in an uncomfortable position.
She stopped, calmed down, and reached down into her ankle holster to pull out a knife, which she used to rip the cloth from her face. She turned and faced her attacker. Legolas expected her to kick him once or twice then blindfold him and take him into the forest where he expected she would spin him around three times and push him away from the camp to find his way around blind as a bat. However her reaction was quite different.
Laughter burst from her pretty lips and smiled at him. "Tathar, how are you? Still working for him I suppose?"
He smiled back at her as she pushed Legolas' arms away from his. They shared a short friendly embrace and he looked her up and down. "I'm great, thank you. Yes, he sent me here to take you back to him, of course I knew you would beat me half to death and such but I couldn't refuse a chance to see you again. You have changed a lot since I last saw you."
He was tall, taller then her, had blue eyes and blonde-white hair. He wore a silver and blue hunting tunic and looked like the complete opposite of Aradel.
"I have changed, but lets not talk about that. Why did he want me back all of a sudden?" she asked a little more seriously.
"I'm not sure, he would not tell me, but I think it has something to do with the heir of some where." His smile was quickly replaced with a puzzled look. She too wore an expression of puzzlement, biting her lip whilst thinking.
"Would somebody mind filling me in on what in Valar is happening here? Aradel why are you conversing so calmly the elf who just attacked you so viciously?" Legolas cut in irritably.
She started as though she just realized he was there and chuckled a bit. "Oh, my I've been so rude, please excuse me." He nodded. "Legolas, this is Tathar, my old friend. Galin, this is Legolas, prince of Mirkwood, son of Lord Thranduil. He has been my loyal and dear friend for years on end." She smiled curtly as they shook hands politely though it was obvious neither one of them cared in the least about the other.
She turned back to the new elf. "The heir thing makes sense but why has he just realized it? I wonder if it is he is just slow and stupid, or has a timeline planned out. Either way he's never going to get me and you had best be going or he will surely have you head."
He turned and looked back over his shoulder as he left. "Nammarie, Aradel, good luck with the quest and may you always be as resilient as ever." They grinned at each other and he left abruptly.
"That was rather strange. Who was he? Why did he want you? What is with the heir thing? Who is this 'he' person?" Legolas asked very quickly. Aradel turned to him and raised an eyebrow incriminatingly. He held up his hands in innocence. "I just don't like being misinformed."
"Well your not misinformed are you now?" she said walking slowly back to her little bed she had set up for herself before falling asleep.
"Yes I am."
"No, your not."
"Yes I am."
"Legolas, I ask you. How can one be misinformed if one is not informed at all?" she stared at him waiting for a response but he simply glared at her, apparently lost for some witty retort.
"Shut up. I wish to be informed then. Right now." He demanded standing in front of her threateningly. Instead of cringing in fear, as was the intent, she looked at him in that special way that made him almost cringe in fear and he suddenly wasn't feeling so big. "Please?" he corrected himself sheepishly.
"Fine. He's my husband, we have two children, we live in Lothlorien and he is the son of Celeborn, that's why we were glaring at each other non-stop while we were there." She informed him calmly fixing her cloak that was spread on the ground.
"Really?"
"Yes, and we have a huge orchard of beautiful forest and many horses and we live in a huge mason overlooking beautiful Lake Not!" she turned away rolling her eyes mockingly.
He narrowed his eyes, not amused by her little joke. "Liar, and I thought I could trust you. Fine, keep you secrets I'll get them out of you one day and when I do I will hold them against you for the rest of your natural life. And I shall tell everyone I come across your great secret and the world will know and mock you. I'm going to sleep."
He lay down beside her, where he had been sleeping before, and put his head on his arm as a pillow. She leaned over towards him. "Now I really want to tell you." She commented sarcastically. His expression remained blank but she could see he was now more bitter then the strongest coffee. Disgruntled he turned his back to her and began to fake snoring to make sure she didn't talk any more.
She grinned and turned her back to him and closed her eyes, only to have them flicker wildly as usual, and fall into the sweet, bliss of ignorant unconscious slumber.
The next morning they all awoke with a spring in their steps since the sun was shining and there wasn't a sign of rain cloud for miles in the sky. They ate a small breakfast, much to the disappointment of Merry and Pippin, and continued to walk at a fast, steady pace. Legolas and Aradel locked eyes for a moment and at that moment their differences from the last night were forgotten and everything was back to normal. Or at least as normal as it got between those two.
A/N: I guess it was in the ten percent then, hee hee i'm so evil. I wonder who Tathar works for. Hm. I'm sorry if i've already used the name Tathar but i find it hard to keep track of the names i have and haven't used. It's 1:17am here, so what time is it in England? Lots of people i know are from England or half way across the world. I'm from Canada so yea. Canada rules! On saturday i'm going to PlayLand(amusment park) with my friend! yay! I'm sure you really needed to know that. Don't worry i'll still be able to update that night. Nehoo, bye-bye!:D
Elven Script: I know, stupid educated(barely) brother. Next one will be up on Saturday. Yep that's two days, i can count!
Suspicious Person
Just then a dark figure jumped out from behind a tree, and faster then a bolt of lightning draped a thick blanket over her head and tightened it dangerously close to her neck with his arm. Whoever it was began to slowly drag her back towards the forest as she fought back with all her might while draped in the black, completely opaque cloth.
In desperation she lashed out and her fist collided with something soft that felt like a face. Waving her hands around her like a lunatic she grabbed hold of a chunk of hair and pulled as hard as she could, pulling most of it out and a satisfying yelp of pain issued from her attacker's mouth.
With an expert twist she broke free of his grip and kicked him in the shin with all her strength, with the cloth still tightly tied around her head. Totally disoriented she stumbled around trying to find her way over to him to kick him some more she heard that Legolas, through all her muffled screams, had gotten up and tried to set her free. Unfortunately the frantic woman had punched him in the face momentarily stunning him. Now he was holding him with his arms behind his back twisted in an uncomfortable position.
She stopped, calmed down, and reached down into her ankle holster to pull out a knife, which she used to rip the cloth from her face. She turned and faced her attacker. Legolas expected her to kick him once or twice then blindfold him and take him into the forest where he expected she would spin him around three times and push him away from the camp to find his way around blind as a bat. However her reaction was quite different.
Laughter burst from her pretty lips and smiled at him. "Tathar, how are you? Still working for him I suppose?"
He smiled back at her as she pushed Legolas' arms away from his. They shared a short friendly embrace and he looked her up and down. "I'm great, thank you. Yes, he sent me here to take you back to him, of course I knew you would beat me half to death and such but I couldn't refuse a chance to see you again. You have changed a lot since I last saw you."
He was tall, taller then her, had blue eyes and blonde-white hair. He wore a silver and blue hunting tunic and looked like the complete opposite of Aradel.
"I have changed, but lets not talk about that. Why did he want me back all of a sudden?" she asked a little more seriously.
"I'm not sure, he would not tell me, but I think it has something to do with the heir of some where." His smile was quickly replaced with a puzzled look. She too wore an expression of puzzlement, biting her lip whilst thinking.
"Would somebody mind filling me in on what in Valar is happening here? Aradel why are you conversing so calmly the elf who just attacked you so viciously?" Legolas cut in irritably.
She started as though she just realized he was there and chuckled a bit. "Oh, my I've been so rude, please excuse me." He nodded. "Legolas, this is Tathar, my old friend. Galin, this is Legolas, prince of Mirkwood, son of Lord Thranduil. He has been my loyal and dear friend for years on end." She smiled curtly as they shook hands politely though it was obvious neither one of them cared in the least about the other.
She turned back to the new elf. "The heir thing makes sense but why has he just realized it? I wonder if it is he is just slow and stupid, or has a timeline planned out. Either way he's never going to get me and you had best be going or he will surely have you head."
He turned and looked back over his shoulder as he left. "Nammarie, Aradel, good luck with the quest and may you always be as resilient as ever." They grinned at each other and he left abruptly.
"That was rather strange. Who was he? Why did he want you? What is with the heir thing? Who is this 'he' person?" Legolas asked very quickly. Aradel turned to him and raised an eyebrow incriminatingly. He held up his hands in innocence. "I just don't like being misinformed."
"Well your not misinformed are you now?" she said walking slowly back to her little bed she had set up for herself before falling asleep.
"Yes I am."
"No, your not."
"Yes I am."
"Legolas, I ask you. How can one be misinformed if one is not informed at all?" she stared at him waiting for a response but he simply glared at her, apparently lost for some witty retort.
"Shut up. I wish to be informed then. Right now." He demanded standing in front of her threateningly. Instead of cringing in fear, as was the intent, she looked at him in that special way that made him almost cringe in fear and he suddenly wasn't feeling so big. "Please?" he corrected himself sheepishly.
"Fine. He's my husband, we have two children, we live in Lothlorien and he is the son of Celeborn, that's why we were glaring at each other non-stop while we were there." She informed him calmly fixing her cloak that was spread on the ground.
"Really?"
"Yes, and we have a huge orchard of beautiful forest and many horses and we live in a huge mason overlooking beautiful Lake Not!" she turned away rolling her eyes mockingly.
He narrowed his eyes, not amused by her little joke. "Liar, and I thought I could trust you. Fine, keep you secrets I'll get them out of you one day and when I do I will hold them against you for the rest of your natural life. And I shall tell everyone I come across your great secret and the world will know and mock you. I'm going to sleep."
He lay down beside her, where he had been sleeping before, and put his head on his arm as a pillow. She leaned over towards him. "Now I really want to tell you." She commented sarcastically. His expression remained blank but she could see he was now more bitter then the strongest coffee. Disgruntled he turned his back to her and began to fake snoring to make sure she didn't talk any more.
She grinned and turned her back to him and closed her eyes, only to have them flicker wildly as usual, and fall into the sweet, bliss of ignorant unconscious slumber.
The next morning they all awoke with a spring in their steps since the sun was shining and there wasn't a sign of rain cloud for miles in the sky. They ate a small breakfast, much to the disappointment of Merry and Pippin, and continued to walk at a fast, steady pace. Legolas and Aradel locked eyes for a moment and at that moment their differences from the last night were forgotten and everything was back to normal. Or at least as normal as it got between those two.
A/N: I guess it was in the ten percent then, hee hee i'm so evil. I wonder who Tathar works for. Hm. I'm sorry if i've already used the name Tathar but i find it hard to keep track of the names i have and haven't used. It's 1:17am here, so what time is it in England? Lots of people i know are from England or half way across the world. I'm from Canada so yea. Canada rules! On saturday i'm going to PlayLand(amusment park) with my friend! yay! I'm sure you really needed to know that. Don't worry i'll still be able to update that night. Nehoo, bye-bye!:D
Elven Script: I know, stupid educated(barely) brother. Next one will be up on Saturday. Yep that's two days, i can count!
