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BL: I don't own any of The Lord of The Ring or Marvel characters. Though I do borrow them from time to time.
Legolas: covered in what looked like mud
BL: looks at himUh...
Legolas: grumbles and walks of to the river
Brandy, Aragorn, and Boromir: smiling
BL: looks at them Do I even want to guess why he's covered in mud?
Brandy: nope grins
Boromir: I don't think you want to guess what he's covered in snickers
"French"
"Elvish"
So plz enjoy what I have posted today.
Chapter three: Frustrations and Fights
I stared at them for a moment trying to absorb this. That's when I noticed that all of them had pointed ears like my own. I tried to figure out why, but I couldn't. I caught myself playing with my necklace I forced myself to stop and put my hands in my lap.
"Could you tell us who your parents are?" Lord Elrond asked calmly. "It may give some explanation as to why you are of elven decent," he continued in the same calm tone.
I thought for a moment about the impossibly of it. When I actually thought of my parents. I had met my father, but I never knew my mother, she left me with my grand-father and I never heard from her again. All she left me was her necklace.
"I don't know my parents my grandfather raised me," my voice cracked slightly.
Even though, I've never thought of her or my father very often, their abandonment still managed to hurt me. My feelings must of shown on my face because Arwen's concerned voice punched through my thoughts.
"Lady Brandy? Are you alright?" I nodded and pushed my feelings away like I did with all unwanted emotions (being an Empath I had to do this a lot with other people's emotions pelting me at every waking moment).
"I'm fine,"I replied calmly. "May I ask what you will do with me?" I inquired careful to keep my face blank.
Arwen smiled. "We would like for you to say here. For these are dark times and it is not safe for people to travel the lands alone," the lord of Rivendell explained. "Though I have one question," he added.
"And what would that be?"I asked arching a brow, silently wondering if there were anymore surprises for me.
"Are you loyal to Sauron or the free peoples" he stated. I looked at him in amusement.
"And Sauron is...?" I prompted looking at Legolas and Arwen who looked shocked. "What? New Orleans is very isolated," I lied quickly. Legolas hid a smirk and Arwen's lips twitched.
"Is an evil being that tried to enslave middle-earth,"Elrond said after glaring at Legolas.
"Aah I understand. So do his minions have green skin and look very revolting?"I asked in mock cheerfulness. All three elves nodded. "Ah then that's a yes for 'the free peoples of Middle-Earth',"I replied with a empathic nod.
Elrond blinked and shook his head a little before speaking, "You are welcome to stay here as long as you wish." I nodded my thanks not really trusting myself to speak. "Someone will bring you some clothes to wear well your's dry," he added then with a smile he took his leave. Legolas burst out laughing, I looked at him in confusion.
"Sorry," he muttered then left too. I stared after him in annoyance. Who did he think he was? The prince of Shiba? Leaving me here by myself with a woman- no an elf, that I knew nothing about! Not that really I know very much about him I thought annoyance.
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Arwen looked at the Northerner curiously. The woman's eyes flashed as she watched Legolas leave, "Do you like him?"Arwen inquired. Brandy's head jerked back.
"What?"she said distracted then she realize what Arwen had said then her voice turned to one of disgust, "No! What gave you that idea!" Arwen smirked.
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She's laughing at me! "Why do you ask?" I asked tiring not to let her know that was possibly the biggest lie I ever told.
"Just checking," she said simply. "Would you like something to eat?" she asked changing the subject abruptly. I blinked. Then nodded, yes I really was very hungry. "Good. You will have to wear your coat to come with me to my flet so I can get you some clothes," she held up my trench coat.
I looked down at my clothes I wore a thin nightgown made of the lightest material I had ever felt it was very beautiful. I nodded in agreement I couldn't go walking around in this it was almost completely transparent! I quickly slipped it on and tied it looking expectantly at Arwen. Who then lead me out the door and into a hallway.
My jaw dropped, I had never thought a passage could look so beautiful! The archways were intricately designed and where what looked to be made from wood. Everything had a soft sort of glow to them even some of the elves they passed. Dazed, I fallowed Arwen to her flet without as so much as a peep.
"Here try this on," she stated and thrust a dark purple gowned in my arms, then steered me into the bathroom and left. I blinked and shook myself from stupor then shrugged off the nightgown pulled the purple gown on. It fit perfectly which surprised me because usually clothes for me were a few inches too short. I glanced in the mirror. The dress accented my tanned skin perfectly. Hmm... she really knows what she's doing, I thought with little shrug and left the bathroom.
As I entered the bed room I noticed that there was a pile of clothes on the bed and Arwen was digging in her wardrobe. At first I thought she hadn't noticed I was there but suddenly she tossed a part of slippers at me. I caught them without thinking.
"Those should fit," she remarked then closed the wardrobe door and looked at me. "That colour looks good on you and it looks like a good fit doesn't it?"she walked around me appraising the fit and look. "Though it could of been a little bigger around the bust you're slightly bigger then I am," I blushed a light pink. "No matter it will do tell you have your own clothes made," she stated with smiled.
"The dress fits perfectly fine, my Lady. I'm use to having my clothes a little tight around the chest," I said quietly and stopped myself from fidgeting. "I also have my clothes I brought with me," I added in after thought.
"Yes you do don't you,"she paused for a moment. "Do you often wear men's clothing?"she inquired with slight frown. I nodded.
"I prefer them actually they're handier and easier to move in for my line of work,"I replied then added, "though I wear dress occasionally I rarely ever wear ones as exquisite as this." I ran an appreciative hand lightly over the material.
"Your 'line of work?' " there was a questioning tone to her voice. She eyed me for a moment as I tried to think of an convincing lie but came up with none. Crap. But she spoke again, "You need not answer for it was impolite of me to ask," she said with an apologetic smile. She then noticed I hadn't put on the slippers she had tossed at me earlier. "You should put those on for they do no good in your hands," she stated with little grin as I hastily put then on.
"Ready?" I nodded, she then lead me out into the passage again. I was in awe as we entered a area that opened up like a balcony. I didn't really notice the strange looks I got from other elves.
"This place is HUGE," I stated I looked over the railing at the valley below. "And beautiful," I added softly. Arwen smiled.
"It is, if you take notice to it every few hundred years. My father built this place to be a sanctuary for our people and others,"she remarked softly looking at the scenery like one who has seen it all their life.
"Sanctuary?"I asked halting the craning my neck and looked at her curiously. She smiled sadly.
"Rivendell, or Imladris as we call it, was built to be a safe haven from the evils of Mordor,"she explained. I nodded not quite understanding but I never would I had never grew up here so unless I read the history of this world.
"Suilad," a elf said suddenly appearing in front of me. I jumped back and nearly fell on my ass. The elf laughed.
"Merde, man don't DO that!" I growled at him, the taste of adrenaline in my mouth made me feel very irritated. I didn't like being scared to me it felt like showing my worst enemy a weakens.
"Sister, who is this charming young maiden?" the elf inquired with a hint of sarcasm in his voice at the word 'Charming'. I gave him a 'I-know-what-you-said' look. He smiled cheekily back.
"It's not nice to talk about some right in front of them in a different language, Bub," I stated with a pleasant smile on my face. He gave me a blank look. I grinned.
"I don't think she said nice to meet me but...any way. Do you know where Elladan is?" he asked looking at Arwen, who shook her head.
"I thought he was with you. This is Lady Brandy,"she motioned to me. I cocked a eyebrow at him. "She will be staying in Imladris until she if well enough to travel back home," she explained with a small smile.
"And here I thought she had came to try and snag Legolas for a husband,"he said in surprise than added in annoyance, "Like the rest of the female population."
"Trust me I would never want to marry a man you thought I was helpless without him," I said with a snort. He glanced at Arwen who's brow raised in surprise.
"This is my brother Elrohir, híril Brandy,"Arwen introduced the elf in front of me. I blinked. Shit.
"Uh... I... Uh,"I stutter but Elrohir interrupted her.
"Think nothing of it híril Brandy," Elrohir said with a smirk . "It's actually nice to be spoken to like a I'm a normal elf instead of a Elf-lord," he added. Arwen laughed.
"And you don't get that with Elladan and I?"she asked in amusement.
"Well that's hardly the point, Arwen. You and Elladan are family it's your right to tease me and talk to me like family but híril Brandy on the other hand..."he trailed off.
"I'm sorry, Lord Elrohir, for my words," I murmured as I looked at the ground then to my surprise there were two of them standing in front of me arguing.
"Where have you been? I've been looking everywhere for you," Elrohir's-look-alike stated with a frown.
"As I, you, Brother," Elrohir replied. "We were suppose to go hunting," his tone had a hint of inquiry in it.
"We were until Gorfindel caught me sneaking into the stables. Therefor I've had a lengthy lecture and Father wishes to speak with us, now," the word 'now' was stressed. Elrohir nodded.
"Brother, this is híril Brandy she will be staying in Rivendell tell she is well enough to travel home,"he looked at Arwen for conformations, she nodded. I smirked.
"Why not ask the person who it concerns?"I arched a brow at him then froze when I realized what I had said. "Merde"I said in shock. What did I just say? Did I just speak a language I have never heard before? Let alone spoke before?
"Uh, E-excuse me,"I replied, silently grateful I spoke in English instead of whatever Elrohir was speaking and ran.
"Híril Brandy wait!" Arwen shouted after me, I ran faster. I pelted down some stairs and out into a garden. What the hell did I do! That thought kept on echoing through my head as I ran blindly through the garden into some sort of archery ranges. I must of startled a few archers because a few curses flew my way as they missed their shots.
I couldn't help but chuckled as I kept on running tell I came to some sparing circles further down the path I took. I nearly slammed into a guy whole suddenly step in front of me.
"Whoa! Sorry I didn't see you..,"I blurted before could even look at who I ran into.
"It's all right, híril nín," it was Legolas. I blinked and shook my head a little. "Are you alright?"he asked in concern.
"Not really but I will be with a little help,"I said with annoyance and pulled him with me to the sparring circles.
"Uh ... what are you doing?"Legolas asked in confusion as I let him go by the side lines.
"I'm going to fight,"I stated. He blinked.
"What?"
"I'm going to fight,"
"You can't fight,"I gave him a look. "You're hurt," he added quickly.
"I've fought with worse. Broken collar bone. Broken hand. Broken jaw. I can handle a broken arm, Legolas," I remarked with a smirk. He still wasn't convinced I was being very smart right now. But I didn't care I needed to get my frustrations out, and nothing was better for that then kicking butts of a few cocky males.
I walked up to the main sparing circle and waited for the match to end. I almost laughed out loud as I saw what type of fighting they were doing. It was a odd combination of boxing and wrestling. I could beat them with BOTH my arms tied behind my back. Of course my grand-father made sure I knew how to fight both hand to hand and with a weapon. All part of being in the guild he said and of course I learned.
I jumped slightly as I noticed Legolas was behind me. It was annoying how he could startle me so easily and others had such a hard time. Maybe it was the elf in me or him. Shaking myself from these thoughts I turned my attention back to the circle and I burst out laughing.
"God, who fights like this anymore?" I snorted. " And they're just standing there taking the hits not moving at all," I said disgusted. "They need training BAD," I added. I sighed in relief once the match was finished I stepped forward. Legolas tried to put a hand on my shoulder to stop me but it missed by scant millimetres. I winked at him. He was taken back by this.
Smirking, I walked in to the middle of the circle. Silence met me, I was unconcerned most people reacted like this to me. I tilted m head to the side sizing up the man in front of me.
"What's this? A she-elf come to congratulate me?" He said wily. His long blond hair was coated with dirt and sweat. He wore no shirt and so his skin was cover in it too.
"No," I shook my head. "I've come to challenge you," I drawled with a little smile. He looked at me in amusement thinking this a joke.
"Fight you? A female?"he asked as though contain-plating his decision. I nodded. He burst out laughing and the crowd join in. I stood there unfazed until his laugher fell short. "You can't be serious?" he stated.
"Oh, I 'm very serious, mon ami," I remarked looking as non-chalant. "I have watched you fight and it is pitiful," I shook my head. "If you are the best I would hate to see the worst," I added with a little grin. He glared at me.
"You are being stupid, híril Brandy,"Legolas hissed. I looked over at him in amusement.
"Why are you so worried, Legolas? It's not like he'll actually beat me,"I scoffed. I must of hit the a nerve because I felt the anger almost radiating off the elf in front of me.
I looked back to him, "So?"I asked innocently. He just nodded. "Weapons or just fists?" I inquired.
A/N: smiles I'm having to much fun with this. A Legolas kiss to anyone who reviews ...or a kiss from any other sexy male from Lord of the Rings or X-men.
