Own nothing and I never will but I keep coming back for more.
Bucky was going to explore.
He despised (so far) what he had seen of Helm's Deep. But he was in the kind of mood to give it a chance, (albeit a small chance) they'd left behind Aragorn and Legolas and Gimli and Theoden and all the other annoying horse men. Gandalf was long gone, off to find the man who had lent Aragorn the horse that had caused Bucky so much discomfort on the way to Fangorn and then to the Golden Hall.
Now he was going to try and forget all that though. He was going to explore, at least till he found a comfortable place to sit.
He wandered from stone wall to stone wall, gate to gate, turret to turret. This place was getting more and more disagreeable as he went on.
There was nothing to hold his interest, and that was saying a lot for it didn't take much to hold Bucky's interest. Rohirim women and children were scampering around taking supplies to the caves and trying to make sure they were prepared for the siege ahead.
It was a rather depressing air that hung over the fortress, every where he looked Bucky saw grim faces. He almost felt like doing something to cheer them up. Something to lift their spirits, he had no idea what that would be though so he quickly discarded the idea and continued wandering.
Suddenly he was swept up by the scruff of his neck and swung around to meet a icy blue glare, "Why do you not help?" Eowyn demanded.
"Cuz I don't feel like it," Bucky said hanging limply from Eowyn's hand.
"No one does! We do what we do because we must, not because we choose to."
"Well you're grumpy aren't you?"
"You see this?" Eowyn said holding up a helm and a sword nearly as long as Bucky.
"No, no I don't." What was with the woman?
"You will carry them to the armory and then come back for more."
"And if I don't feel like it?"
"We must all do what we can to help," Eowyn insisted. "We must give the men a fighting chance." She bit her bottom lip, dropped Bucky to the ground pushing the sword and helm towards him and then turned away quickly.
Well she'd just toped freaky blonde lady as the weirdest person he'd met so far. As he wandered off to find the armory (realizing he wasn't even sure what an armory was) he wondered if it had something to do with hair color, there was freaky blonde lady, there was Legolas and now there was Eowyn. His mind was happy to ponder that for as long as it took him to find the armory, whatever that was.
Bucky was going to explore.
He despised (so far) what he had seen of Helm's Deep. But he was in the kind of mood to give it a chance, (albeit a small chance) they'd left behind Aragorn and Legolas and Gimli and Theoden and all the other annoying horse men. Gandalf was long gone, off to find the man who had lent Aragorn the horse that had caused Bucky so much discomfort on the way to Fangorn and then to the Golden Hall.
Now he was going to try and forget all that though. He was going to explore, at least till he found a comfortable place to sit.
He wandered from stone wall to stone wall, gate to gate, turret to turret. This place was getting more and more disagreeable as he went on.
There was nothing to hold his interest, and that was saying a lot for it didn't take much to hold Bucky's interest. Rohirim women and children were scampering around taking supplies to the caves and trying to make sure they were prepared for the siege ahead.
It was a rather depressing air that hung over the fortress, every where he looked Bucky saw grim faces. He almost felt like doing something to cheer them up. Something to lift their spirits, he had no idea what that would be though so he quickly discarded the idea and continued wandering.
Suddenly he was swept up by the scruff of his neck and swung around to meet a icy blue glare, "Why do you not help?" Eowyn demanded.
"Cuz I don't feel like it," Bucky said hanging limply from Eowyn's hand.
"No one does! We do what we do because we must, not because we choose to."
"Well you're grumpy aren't you?"
"You see this?" Eowyn said holding up a helm and a sword nearly as long as Bucky.
"No, no I don't." What was with the woman?
"You will carry them to the armory and then come back for more."
"And if I don't feel like it?"
"We must all do what we can to help," Eowyn insisted. "We must give the men a fighting chance." She bit her bottom lip, dropped Bucky to the ground pushing the sword and helm towards him and then turned away quickly.
Well she'd just toped freaky blonde lady as the weirdest person he'd met so far. As he wandered off to find the armory (realizing he wasn't even sure what an armory was) he wondered if it had something to do with hair color, there was freaky blonde lady, there was Legolas and now there was Eowyn. His mind was happy to ponder that for as long as it took him to find the armory, whatever that was.