A/N: Thanks for all the reviews. They give me incentive to write.
DISTANT EVIL
Rogue-angel82
Gimli stumbled occasional, his short legs not long enough to step over the large roots that marred his path. He gripped his axe fearfully as his wide eyes took in the surrounding forest. Never would he have ventured in amongst these trees if he didn't have to, but he didn't have a choice, he and his friends search for their lost companions had led him into this accursed place.
The dwarf had heard stories of this place, of the evil that dwelled with Fangorn, and he resigned himself to being extremely cautious.
Movement caught the corner of his eye. Pausing he shouted ahead for whoever it was to identify themselves. No response came from behind the large trees, he planted his feet and gripped the handle of his axe tighter. What kind of creature would wonder the forest of Fangorn? He thought to himself, preparing himself for whatever came around the tree.
His jaw dropped when he caught sight if the figure. He schooled himself and hardened his expression, he knew from experience that things were not always what they seemed. He watched the girl, no woman came to an abrupt stop before him, her eyes growing wide.
"Who are you?" He demanded, "Are you a servant of Saruman!"
The girl blinked in confusion, her brow drawing together in a frown. The Dwarf repeated the question, his irk growing by the moment, and her silence wasn't helping. In Gimli's opinion, silence could be taken as an admission of guilt.
***
Buffy froze for a moment, before she willed herself to calm down. The little thing had begun to speak to her. His tone gruff and demanding, but Buffy couldn't understand a word he was saying. She had no clue what language he was speaking, - it didn't sound it anything she was familiar with, almost like it wasn't for her world-, yet having failed French in high school Buffy knew her grasp of languages wasn't a good basis.
The little man seemed to be getting more and more aggravated with every passing moment.
"Great! Just great!" she muttered, "I know I was looking for someone, but couldn't it have been a someone who spoke English!"
She shifted her stance slightly, trying to appear non-threatening yet it appeared that the effect was lost on the other. The way he was glaring at her was kind of unnerving, and the way he was gripping that axe of his was really wasn't helping the situation either.
"Hey," she said finally, holding up her hands in a gesture of peace, "Look I'm kinda lost maybe you can help me?" Then added as an after thought, "That is if you put that axe away?" The little man didn't reply but he did seem to become slightly disturbed.
"No?" she asked with a sigh. Damn, she realised. He can't understand me!
She stood still for a moment and took in his appearance. Once again struck by how odd he looked, in his almost medieval getup. Plus on top of that his dwarf stature. "Someone eat a poison apple?" she quipped, with a wiry half smile. The dwarf didn't reply, instead he continue to glare. "Great I had to get stuck with Grumpy!"
***
The girl was confusing him, she spoke a language he had never heard before, and appeared to act in a way that was taking him completely off guard. Gimli, more troubled than before, shouted over his shoulder for the attention of his companions, Aragorn and Legolas.
This girl was no mere girl, he thought, she acts in away no maiden would, and speaks a language non have heard.
"You our a servant of Sarumans!" he declared, "Tell me what have you down with my friends!"
Gimli watched the girl give an irritated sigh. He had to do something quick before she put a spell on him and the others. Hefting his axe, he sprinted towards her, intending to subdue her so she could answer their question. But he missed the action of the girl, tensing ready to defend herself.
TBC
A/N Yeah, yeah I know, I'm evil. But you're glad that I updated? I'm sorry it's taken me so long, been kind of busy. Anyway please review.
DISTANT EVIL
Rogue-angel82
Gimli stumbled occasional, his short legs not long enough to step over the large roots that marred his path. He gripped his axe fearfully as his wide eyes took in the surrounding forest. Never would he have ventured in amongst these trees if he didn't have to, but he didn't have a choice, he and his friends search for their lost companions had led him into this accursed place.
The dwarf had heard stories of this place, of the evil that dwelled with Fangorn, and he resigned himself to being extremely cautious.
Movement caught the corner of his eye. Pausing he shouted ahead for whoever it was to identify themselves. No response came from behind the large trees, he planted his feet and gripped the handle of his axe tighter. What kind of creature would wonder the forest of Fangorn? He thought to himself, preparing himself for whatever came around the tree.
His jaw dropped when he caught sight if the figure. He schooled himself and hardened his expression, he knew from experience that things were not always what they seemed. He watched the girl, no woman came to an abrupt stop before him, her eyes growing wide.
"Who are you?" He demanded, "Are you a servant of Saruman!"
The girl blinked in confusion, her brow drawing together in a frown. The Dwarf repeated the question, his irk growing by the moment, and her silence wasn't helping. In Gimli's opinion, silence could be taken as an admission of guilt.
***
Buffy froze for a moment, before she willed herself to calm down. The little thing had begun to speak to her. His tone gruff and demanding, but Buffy couldn't understand a word he was saying. She had no clue what language he was speaking, - it didn't sound it anything she was familiar with, almost like it wasn't for her world-, yet having failed French in high school Buffy knew her grasp of languages wasn't a good basis.
The little man seemed to be getting more and more aggravated with every passing moment.
"Great! Just great!" she muttered, "I know I was looking for someone, but couldn't it have been a someone who spoke English!"
She shifted her stance slightly, trying to appear non-threatening yet it appeared that the effect was lost on the other. The way he was glaring at her was kind of unnerving, and the way he was gripping that axe of his was really wasn't helping the situation either.
"Hey," she said finally, holding up her hands in a gesture of peace, "Look I'm kinda lost maybe you can help me?" Then added as an after thought, "That is if you put that axe away?" The little man didn't reply but he did seem to become slightly disturbed.
"No?" she asked with a sigh. Damn, she realised. He can't understand me!
She stood still for a moment and took in his appearance. Once again struck by how odd he looked, in his almost medieval getup. Plus on top of that his dwarf stature. "Someone eat a poison apple?" she quipped, with a wiry half smile. The dwarf didn't reply, instead he continue to glare. "Great I had to get stuck with Grumpy!"
***
The girl was confusing him, she spoke a language he had never heard before, and appeared to act in a way that was taking him completely off guard. Gimli, more troubled than before, shouted over his shoulder for the attention of his companions, Aragorn and Legolas.
This girl was no mere girl, he thought, she acts in away no maiden would, and speaks a language non have heard.
"You our a servant of Sarumans!" he declared, "Tell me what have you down with my friends!"
Gimli watched the girl give an irritated sigh. He had to do something quick before she put a spell on him and the others. Hefting his axe, he sprinted towards her, intending to subdue her so she could answer their question. But he missed the action of the girl, tensing ready to defend herself.
TBC
A/N Yeah, yeah I know, I'm evil. But you're glad that I updated? I'm sorry it's taken me so long, been kind of busy. Anyway please review.