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Oh yes and if my story is the same as anyone else's I am soooooooo sorry. I
would love to read all the LotR stories but I don't have the time. Please
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OK my last chapter update went to hell slightly because I uploaded the
first chapter along with it, so I'm hoping it will work better this time.
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Remember Haldir is alive.
It was Gandalf who slowed Aragorn down this time. The wizard had almost been lying in wait for the ranger to come past and had stepped out of the shadows right in front of Aragorn – actually scaring the normally unfazed man. "Gandalf! What are you trying to do?" spluttered Aragorn stepping back, startled. "Trying to find you again – you seemingly disappeared when I was talking to Theoden – and I really need to have a word..." said Gandalf. Aragorn however was not in the mood for listening to anyone and began to try and find a way of making Gandalf shut up. The reason he wanted away was because he was worried about Legolas. Elves could survive loosing larger amounts of blood than mortals could, but even they couldn't survive without any blood in their bodies. Aragorn glanced upwards, glaring at the wall above him. There was a flicker of blonde hair being blown about in the wind. The human took in the possibilities, Legolas – no, Gimli wouldn't Legolas out of his sight for months now –, a miscellaneous elf – no, they had all gone inside the Keep, Theoden was thanking them or something –, Eowyn – no she was taking care of people in the Caves –, a miscellaneous Rohan person – absolutely no way, they were blondish but not that blonde –, who else.... Haldir!!!! Aragorn grinned and yelled upwards, "Haldir! Look down." Gandalf stared upwards too, stopping his speech about something or other. Haldir peered over the side of the wall and nearly got hit in the face with a rolled up bandage. The Marchwarden caught it in midair and, after staring at it for a few seconds, realised what it was for. "Oh right," he muttered quietly before yelling back, "I shall see what I can do. Though it won't be as good as any of your doing."
Aragorn smiled back and turned his attention back to Gandalf, "Please continue, mellon nin."
Haldir had run as fast as possible through the huge crowds on the wall, coming so close to the edge in places he occasionally nearly fell off. However when he darted through to the Keep, he was very surprised. Apparently Gimli had fallen asleep and Legolas had disappeared. Swearing in elvish, Haldir shook Gimli awake. "Where is he?" Gimli yawned, "Where's who..." His voice trailed off and he looked around, "Legolas? Legolas? Damn that pointy-eared twit! Legolas?" Haldir turned round and started walking. But he was stopped before he had taken two steps by King Theoden. "I wish to thank you personally for helping us. And since you seem to have gathered a large amount of injuries maybe you and the dwarf would like my healer to take care of them?" said Theoden pushing Haldir down to sit on the steps. An elderly woman came up from behind her king, grabbed the elf's arm and began to survey the several bruises and cuts, muttering under her breath. Haldir made to get up but the woman simply dragged him back down and said, "If ye don't wish to be drugged I would let me take care of these scratches, alright?" Haldir grimaced and let the healer continue her ill wanted work while Theoden began to make another speech about how chivalrous it had been of the elves to send an army to help. Gimli made no move to get up; as soon as he had even thought of it Theoden's healer had given him a stare to rival Lord Elrond and the dwarf had hurriedly settled back into his former position, staring morosely at a wall. Half an hour later, when the healer was still working incredibly carefully on Haldir, Aragorn came striding in. "Ai Elbereth!" cried Haldir, who was getting very irritated, "You took your time! Bloody bastards, the lot of you..." The last sentence was very quiet but not quiet enough. The healer had obviously heard it quite clearly and gave Haldir a slap of the face before returning to her meticulous work, muttering, "Youngsters! The lot of them should have their mouths washed out with soap". Gimli spoke up quickly fearing the Marchwarden would say something even worse, "Have you seen Legolas? We've lost him and we can't go find him for rather obvious reasons". Theoden glanced back and forth from dwarf to Lorien elf to ranger, getting more confused by the second. "What is going on here?" he said frowning emphatically – Theoden King did not like being confused at all. Aragorn massaged his temples slightly and replied, "Legolas has been injured quite badly and we were trying to treat it. But being an elf, he refuses to believe anything is wrong so Gimli was watching to make sure he didn't run off and hide from us. And then something's gone wrong with our plan and now Legolas is somewhere in this castle, and doesn't want us to find him". The ranger sighed and made to leave. "You won't need to go anywhere, my friend". It was Gandalf, practically dragging behind him a miserable looking Legolas. "He was standing a little too close to the edge of the wall for comfort. I think it is about time Gimli took up elf watching, don't you?" Aragorn nodded his reply and grabbed Legolas by the arm. Much to his surprise, the Mirkwood elf yanked his arm away bad temperedly and snapped, "I do not need twenty-four hour supervision, thank you very much! Now just leave me alone!"
Is Legolas getting better or is he just acting strange because of his guilt? Who knows, but we're bound to find out once I think of something. Keep reviewing, please, please, please. I so want reviews even if they do say my story sucks. Which is probably true but anyway
It was Gandalf who slowed Aragorn down this time. The wizard had almost been lying in wait for the ranger to come past and had stepped out of the shadows right in front of Aragorn – actually scaring the normally unfazed man. "Gandalf! What are you trying to do?" spluttered Aragorn stepping back, startled. "Trying to find you again – you seemingly disappeared when I was talking to Theoden – and I really need to have a word..." said Gandalf. Aragorn however was not in the mood for listening to anyone and began to try and find a way of making Gandalf shut up. The reason he wanted away was because he was worried about Legolas. Elves could survive loosing larger amounts of blood than mortals could, but even they couldn't survive without any blood in their bodies. Aragorn glanced upwards, glaring at the wall above him. There was a flicker of blonde hair being blown about in the wind. The human took in the possibilities, Legolas – no, Gimli wouldn't Legolas out of his sight for months now –, a miscellaneous elf – no, they had all gone inside the Keep, Theoden was thanking them or something –, Eowyn – no she was taking care of people in the Caves –, a miscellaneous Rohan person – absolutely no way, they were blondish but not that blonde –, who else.... Haldir!!!! Aragorn grinned and yelled upwards, "Haldir! Look down." Gandalf stared upwards too, stopping his speech about something or other. Haldir peered over the side of the wall and nearly got hit in the face with a rolled up bandage. The Marchwarden caught it in midair and, after staring at it for a few seconds, realised what it was for. "Oh right," he muttered quietly before yelling back, "I shall see what I can do. Though it won't be as good as any of your doing."
Aragorn smiled back and turned his attention back to Gandalf, "Please continue, mellon nin."
Haldir had run as fast as possible through the huge crowds on the wall, coming so close to the edge in places he occasionally nearly fell off. However when he darted through to the Keep, he was very surprised. Apparently Gimli had fallen asleep and Legolas had disappeared. Swearing in elvish, Haldir shook Gimli awake. "Where is he?" Gimli yawned, "Where's who..." His voice trailed off and he looked around, "Legolas? Legolas? Damn that pointy-eared twit! Legolas?" Haldir turned round and started walking. But he was stopped before he had taken two steps by King Theoden. "I wish to thank you personally for helping us. And since you seem to have gathered a large amount of injuries maybe you and the dwarf would like my healer to take care of them?" said Theoden pushing Haldir down to sit on the steps. An elderly woman came up from behind her king, grabbed the elf's arm and began to survey the several bruises and cuts, muttering under her breath. Haldir made to get up but the woman simply dragged him back down and said, "If ye don't wish to be drugged I would let me take care of these scratches, alright?" Haldir grimaced and let the healer continue her ill wanted work while Theoden began to make another speech about how chivalrous it had been of the elves to send an army to help. Gimli made no move to get up; as soon as he had even thought of it Theoden's healer had given him a stare to rival Lord Elrond and the dwarf had hurriedly settled back into his former position, staring morosely at a wall. Half an hour later, when the healer was still working incredibly carefully on Haldir, Aragorn came striding in. "Ai Elbereth!" cried Haldir, who was getting very irritated, "You took your time! Bloody bastards, the lot of you..." The last sentence was very quiet but not quiet enough. The healer had obviously heard it quite clearly and gave Haldir a slap of the face before returning to her meticulous work, muttering, "Youngsters! The lot of them should have their mouths washed out with soap". Gimli spoke up quickly fearing the Marchwarden would say something even worse, "Have you seen Legolas? We've lost him and we can't go find him for rather obvious reasons". Theoden glanced back and forth from dwarf to Lorien elf to ranger, getting more confused by the second. "What is going on here?" he said frowning emphatically – Theoden King did not like being confused at all. Aragorn massaged his temples slightly and replied, "Legolas has been injured quite badly and we were trying to treat it. But being an elf, he refuses to believe anything is wrong so Gimli was watching to make sure he didn't run off and hide from us. And then something's gone wrong with our plan and now Legolas is somewhere in this castle, and doesn't want us to find him". The ranger sighed and made to leave. "You won't need to go anywhere, my friend". It was Gandalf, practically dragging behind him a miserable looking Legolas. "He was standing a little too close to the edge of the wall for comfort. I think it is about time Gimli took up elf watching, don't you?" Aragorn nodded his reply and grabbed Legolas by the arm. Much to his surprise, the Mirkwood elf yanked his arm away bad temperedly and snapped, "I do not need twenty-four hour supervision, thank you very much! Now just leave me alone!"
Is Legolas getting better or is he just acting strange because of his guilt? Who knows, but we're bound to find out once I think of something. Keep reviewing, please, please, please. I so want reviews even if they do say my story sucks. Which is probably true but anyway