((Please forgive me for taking so long to write the third chapter!! I was
pretty busy and things got in my way. If you're an author, too, then you
may understand. If your not, you should try it sometime. ^_^"
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Elrond didn't look so angry after what I told him. No, he looked more confused than anything else.
He paused before he spoke, then, "Jessica, you may stay in Rivendell, but expect me to call on you later so that we may discuss this later. Legolas," he said, looking to the other Elf, "Please bring her to a room, after she changes, maybe you can show her around."
Jessica liked the idea, but. "Lord Elrond? I'm not very partial to dresses, I was wondering if I could wear Male clothing instead."
Elrond blinked like water had been splashed in his eyes. Then he seemed to decide. 'God, I hope I didn't piss him off,' Jessica thought. He nodded. "Fine. Now, if you will excuse me, I've pressing matters at hand. Good day to you."
Legolas lead her from Lord Elronds chambers, and then she noticed a smile tugging on his lips. " What's funny?"
Legolas glanced to her, letting the smile come. "It is quite rare for the females here to ask to wear males clothing. I think that you may have startled Lord Elrond when you asked him if you could do so."
Jessica smiled. Yeah, she'd guessed as much. Of course, it was one of those things, she supposed. She wondered how the other Elves would react.
"Why not? Not 'proper' enough to wear 'males' clothing? It's only cloth," Jessica replied, shrugging. She saw him nod, and stop, opening a door. Jessica could scarcely believe her eyes. Inside of the room, she noted as she walked in, was a huge, white bed with a blanket on it, decorated lightly with gold thread and silver and green patterns that turned into leaves as she learned later.
She looked to the walls, which were expertly white but had the sense of actual space in the room with a faint forest background in the walls paintings, and an ornate dresser with a truly matching mirror up top of it. Of course, she looked to the windows, and quickly became confused.
She went over and ran her hand over the soft as silk blanket and gazed at the vines on the wall in slight confusion.
"Aren't the vines supposed to be outside?" she asked, motioning to the vines coming through the glass and climbed the walls gracefully.
Legolas only smiled. "Not all of them. If you look close enough, you may notice they come through the window. I'll get you some clean clothes. Please stay here until I get back." With that, he turned and left.
She could scarcely believe how beautiful the place was. She found a comb and undid the braid in her hair before combing it. When she finally got to comb her hair out, she smiled. Her hair now glittered like molten gold.
In a few more minutes, Legolas entered, and placed the clothes on her bed. He then looked to her. "When you've finished, come out and I will show you around." He left, and she got into the new clothes that she'd been given. At five foot ten, she was surprised at how easily she fit the clothes. Or rather, how well the clothes fit her.
She looked into the mirror, and was very taken with what she saw. Even her new shoes were comfortable. When she finally came out, she found Legolas talking to a small person with curly brown hair and very hairy feet. She found herself repelled from the feet, but if that was the worst he had, she could get over it. Legolas looked up, noticing her at last.
"Well, Jessica, he said, finally saying something. "You look very nice in your new clothes. This is Frodo. He is visiting for a while. I thought you might like to meet him."
She smiled. Thoughtful of him, she thought, and nodded a greeting to Frodo.
"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Frodo. Where are you from?"
"The Shire. It's a bit hidden away I'm afraid."
"The shire? I don't think I've ever heard of it before, aside from my friends talking about it every so often."
They talked that way for almost an hour. And while he was nice, she found herself thinking to Elrond for a moment. She laughed inwardly. She was slightly bored already. Of course, she was used to the "modern" world. Where phones, Televisions and Computers reigned supreme. She wondered what Gimli, a friend of hers, would take of this place, and laughed outwardly. He would SO flip out.
Jessica rounded the corner, and had to stop herself from tumbling over her own feet in disbelief. He was short, and squat, with a graying beard and was talking impatiently to a smiling Legolas. 'What is that?' I wondered to myself. Suddenly, Legolas looked my direction.
"Ah! Jessica. You were just whom I wanted to talk to!" Legolas replied, and then hastily, "I wanted to introduce you to a friend of mine. This is Gimli, son of Gloin. He's a dwarf." I nodded politely at Gimli, looking to him as I did. "How's it going, Gimli? Is Legolas boring you with speeches?" I teased, and smiled to them both. Though inwardly I thought that this was a bad way for him to introduce me.
Legolas looked as though he were about to object, but seemed to figure out that I was playing with him. Gimli smiled wryly, and nodded. "It is good that not everyone is affected by the fact that Legolas is an elf. It's a pleasure to meet you." Though I saw his eyes sweep over my clothing. He looked as though he was wondering what sex I might be, or if I was insane or not.
I frowned at this. Legolas then broke the silence by dismissing himself. I blanched lightly. He was a very rude elf, leaving his company with yet another of his company. He gave a light clap on my shoulder as he left saying, "do not worry, Lady Jessica. I will be back; I have something that I must attend. Excuse me, please."
I shrugged mentally. I ended up looking to Gimli, and shrugged, smiling. "Elves, eh? Well, Gimli, want to go anywhere to talk? Or are you busy as well?"
"I am not busy. I would like to talk to one so different. I mean that in not a bad way, lady Jessica, but as a compliment. Tell me, first though, why are you wearing male Elves clothing, if you do not mind my asking, that is."
I nodded and began to explain as we walked down some corridors. We spent most of the afternoon talking, and once I even asked him where he though I was from. He grew puzzled when I said I was not of this world, but a world where every female and man alike wore leggings, and only to weddings did they truly think dresses were mandatory, aside from my mother, who had worn white jeans to her wedding.
Gimli laughed at this, saying that my family was indeed strange. I halfway agreed with him, but I only smiled and shook my head slightly. That was when I rounded a corner, and bashed right into someone.
Please review. ^_^" Lol, I thrive on them, I know. Feed me! ^_^" So, please tell me what you think! I'll be posting every day or two, don't worry, I'm usually pretty good about it. ^_~" :: Winks.::
: She smiles to everyone reading this. : ANYWAY. Lord of the Rings doesn't not belong to me, and please REVIEW. Lol. Now. back to the story, eh?)) //\\//\\//\\//\\//\\//\\//\\//\\//\\//\\//\\//\\//\\//\\//\\//\\//\\//\\//\\ //\\//\\//\\//\\//\\//\\//\\//\\
Elrond didn't look so angry after what I told him. No, he looked more confused than anything else.
He paused before he spoke, then, "Jessica, you may stay in Rivendell, but expect me to call on you later so that we may discuss this later. Legolas," he said, looking to the other Elf, "Please bring her to a room, after she changes, maybe you can show her around."
Jessica liked the idea, but. "Lord Elrond? I'm not very partial to dresses, I was wondering if I could wear Male clothing instead."
Elrond blinked like water had been splashed in his eyes. Then he seemed to decide. 'God, I hope I didn't piss him off,' Jessica thought. He nodded. "Fine. Now, if you will excuse me, I've pressing matters at hand. Good day to you."
Legolas lead her from Lord Elronds chambers, and then she noticed a smile tugging on his lips. " What's funny?"
Legolas glanced to her, letting the smile come. "It is quite rare for the females here to ask to wear males clothing. I think that you may have startled Lord Elrond when you asked him if you could do so."
Jessica smiled. Yeah, she'd guessed as much. Of course, it was one of those things, she supposed. She wondered how the other Elves would react.
"Why not? Not 'proper' enough to wear 'males' clothing? It's only cloth," Jessica replied, shrugging. She saw him nod, and stop, opening a door. Jessica could scarcely believe her eyes. Inside of the room, she noted as she walked in, was a huge, white bed with a blanket on it, decorated lightly with gold thread and silver and green patterns that turned into leaves as she learned later.
She looked to the walls, which were expertly white but had the sense of actual space in the room with a faint forest background in the walls paintings, and an ornate dresser with a truly matching mirror up top of it. Of course, she looked to the windows, and quickly became confused.
She went over and ran her hand over the soft as silk blanket and gazed at the vines on the wall in slight confusion.
"Aren't the vines supposed to be outside?" she asked, motioning to the vines coming through the glass and climbed the walls gracefully.
Legolas only smiled. "Not all of them. If you look close enough, you may notice they come through the window. I'll get you some clean clothes. Please stay here until I get back." With that, he turned and left.
She could scarcely believe how beautiful the place was. She found a comb and undid the braid in her hair before combing it. When she finally got to comb her hair out, she smiled. Her hair now glittered like molten gold.
In a few more minutes, Legolas entered, and placed the clothes on her bed. He then looked to her. "When you've finished, come out and I will show you around." He left, and she got into the new clothes that she'd been given. At five foot ten, she was surprised at how easily she fit the clothes. Or rather, how well the clothes fit her.
She looked into the mirror, and was very taken with what she saw. Even her new shoes were comfortable. When she finally came out, she found Legolas talking to a small person with curly brown hair and very hairy feet. She found herself repelled from the feet, but if that was the worst he had, she could get over it. Legolas looked up, noticing her at last.
"Well, Jessica, he said, finally saying something. "You look very nice in your new clothes. This is Frodo. He is visiting for a while. I thought you might like to meet him."
She smiled. Thoughtful of him, she thought, and nodded a greeting to Frodo.
"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Frodo. Where are you from?"
"The Shire. It's a bit hidden away I'm afraid."
"The shire? I don't think I've ever heard of it before, aside from my friends talking about it every so often."
They talked that way for almost an hour. And while he was nice, she found herself thinking to Elrond for a moment. She laughed inwardly. She was slightly bored already. Of course, she was used to the "modern" world. Where phones, Televisions and Computers reigned supreme. She wondered what Gimli, a friend of hers, would take of this place, and laughed outwardly. He would SO flip out.
Jessica rounded the corner, and had to stop herself from tumbling over her own feet in disbelief. He was short, and squat, with a graying beard and was talking impatiently to a smiling Legolas. 'What is that?' I wondered to myself. Suddenly, Legolas looked my direction.
"Ah! Jessica. You were just whom I wanted to talk to!" Legolas replied, and then hastily, "I wanted to introduce you to a friend of mine. This is Gimli, son of Gloin. He's a dwarf." I nodded politely at Gimli, looking to him as I did. "How's it going, Gimli? Is Legolas boring you with speeches?" I teased, and smiled to them both. Though inwardly I thought that this was a bad way for him to introduce me.
Legolas looked as though he were about to object, but seemed to figure out that I was playing with him. Gimli smiled wryly, and nodded. "It is good that not everyone is affected by the fact that Legolas is an elf. It's a pleasure to meet you." Though I saw his eyes sweep over my clothing. He looked as though he was wondering what sex I might be, or if I was insane or not.
I frowned at this. Legolas then broke the silence by dismissing himself. I blanched lightly. He was a very rude elf, leaving his company with yet another of his company. He gave a light clap on my shoulder as he left saying, "do not worry, Lady Jessica. I will be back; I have something that I must attend. Excuse me, please."
I shrugged mentally. I ended up looking to Gimli, and shrugged, smiling. "Elves, eh? Well, Gimli, want to go anywhere to talk? Or are you busy as well?"
"I am not busy. I would like to talk to one so different. I mean that in not a bad way, lady Jessica, but as a compliment. Tell me, first though, why are you wearing male Elves clothing, if you do not mind my asking, that is."
I nodded and began to explain as we walked down some corridors. We spent most of the afternoon talking, and once I even asked him where he though I was from. He grew puzzled when I said I was not of this world, but a world where every female and man alike wore leggings, and only to weddings did they truly think dresses were mandatory, aside from my mother, who had worn white jeans to her wedding.
Gimli laughed at this, saying that my family was indeed strange. I halfway agreed with him, but I only smiled and shook my head slightly. That was when I rounded a corner, and bashed right into someone.
Please review. ^_^" Lol, I thrive on them, I know. Feed me! ^_^" So, please tell me what you think! I'll be posting every day or two, don't worry, I'm usually pretty good about it. ^_~" :: Winks.::