AN Sorry guys I know this is short but I've been having to prepare a cort
case to get all my research on the pigs. (something about cruelty to
animals and illegal genetic engenering) Any way I'm sure that Jackson is
behind it. Jerkface!!
Disclaimer Not yet but soon very soon.
"Please all you want to know about is Eldir! He's fine last time I saw him he was delivering a message to Thingol. About a month ago he looked kind of rushed so I didn't press him; I really don't know him as well as you. I'm pretty sure that's everyone. Any one else you would probably have the latest news of. I haven't seen any one in months." Taraween said as Ennairea stood and dusted herself off. "Look I'll Tell you everything I know about EVERYbody." Ennairea interrupted herself with a yawn. "When we get to the baths. I haven't had a good one in ages," Then putting her nose in the air and affecting a high flown accent. "And I have been informed that there is a feast being thrown in my Honor." Taraween laughed for a moment before saying in an equally high flown accent. "Well then we'll have to show them how well you clean up. Witch dress did you bring?" Calculating smile spreading across her face. "The sheer black one." "Good" Taraween said smile growing by the second. "I love that one. Did you finally figure out how to modify it so that it hides your sword? " "Well I found out how but I haven't had the time to get it done." She said as she opened the door. "But I did get it to hide my knifes." Ennairea and Taraween walked on to the baths as a door stunned Legolas pulled himself up from t wall and went to his room to retrieve his towel. Mean while Taraween and Ennairea made their way though the woods toward the hot springs that were used as baths. Ennairea stripped and slid into the sun dappled spring. Ennairea swam downwards towards the bottom of the pond than kicked off from the bottom and exploded to the surface. Then she lay floating on her back in the middle of the pond listing to the sounds of the water falling and collecting in a pond a shot distance down that was obscured by trees, the soft sound of birds and Taraween splashing quietly o few yards away lulled her almost to sleep. She woke suddenly when Taraween pulled her under the water. When she surfaced she was again started by the sound of a large splash. She exchanged alarmed looks with Taraween who had surfaced a moment before. While Taraween made her way back to heir clothing to fetch a weapon Ennairea swam quietly in the direction of the sound. Pulling herself out of the water as quietly as only an elf could, made her way to the trees waiting only a moment for Taraween to catch up and hand her, her knife. Then tacking to the trees she peered down into another sun specked grotto in time to see a male elf coming up from the bottom of the dark pool. By the time the blonde elf had pulled himself from the water and was preparing to dive into the water again Taraween joined her on the ledge.
"Well I guess we didn't need weapons after all." Taraween whispered as
the elf plunged back into the water this time barley making a sound.
"Oh I don't know about that we could hold him hostage." Ennairea
trailed off watching the elf resurface following the lean
muscles of his arms and shoulders down his chest catching only
the barest peak of his in no way modest endowments before he
turned showing a no less well sculpted ass. " Come on,"
Ennairea after clearing her head and nudging Taraween " before
we decide that holding him hostage isn't such a bad idea" They
both turned reluctantly , Ennairea more so because she had
always had a thing for blondes, while Taraween preferred darker
more rugged elves. They finished their bath and sat on the edge
of the spring combing out their hair when they finally got back
to the conversation they had been having Ennairea told her the
latest news from Imladres and of her adventures on her way to
Greenwood. When they had dried they put on the clean cloths they
had brought with them. Ennairea removed her dress from her pack
to check for any repairs that needed to be done to it. Luckily
none were needed and she hung it on the closet door. It was made
of a shear black fabric nearly translucent in strategic inserts
of deep rich subdued colored velvet patterned in leaves and knot
work when placed in the low light the dress appeared all black
and in the reddish lights of Greenwood the dress developed red
highlights that matched Ennairea's hair. As she shifted hazy
glimpses of leg and stomach showed from beneath the material.
Her hair, normally a strange brown too dark for most elves
seemed at this time black though the red lighting of the
Greenwood caves made the red highlights in her hair even more
apparent than usual and caused an almost aura around her.
Taraween whistled low. "Wow. Well you'll certainly attract attention." "Well you aren't doing to badly yourself." Ennairea looked her up and down. She was wearing a clingy midnight blue silk slip with silver embroidery. The colures nicely accented her typical elven looks, Dark hair and deep blue eyes. Ennairea looked up with amusement dancing in her eyes. "Let's see," she said putting a finger to her lips in a false musing way. "Two long knifes, and one dagger on your inner thigh." Taraween let a slow smile spread across her face. "You know me far to well. Though I don't know why you're talking, I know you have at lest five on you right know." Ennairea just laughed and made for the door. "Wait a minute!" Taraween said grabbing her arm. "You aren't going to leave your hair like that are you?" "Manwe! What in the name of the void do you mean?" she said letting out a long suffering sigh. "Nothing, just sit down would you? You haven't been under the leaves of the Greenwood in several thousand years, and walked its halls for nearly twice as long. You need to stun them, maybe even make a few of them drool." "Fine." Ennairea sulked as she playfully slumped into the chair. Taraween began braiding silver ribbons into her hair. "There." She said stepping back to admire her work. Ennairea's hair was pulled back at the temples leaving a few strands to frame her pale face, in the back her hair was an intricate deign that sparked with red and silver. "Very nice." Ennairea said. "Can we go Now?" "All right I think we're late enough to make a good entrance."
AN No more till you've reviewed! How can you have any pudding when you don't eat your meat?!
Disclaimer Not yet but soon very soon.
"Please all you want to know about is Eldir! He's fine last time I saw him he was delivering a message to Thingol. About a month ago he looked kind of rushed so I didn't press him; I really don't know him as well as you. I'm pretty sure that's everyone. Any one else you would probably have the latest news of. I haven't seen any one in months." Taraween said as Ennairea stood and dusted herself off. "Look I'll Tell you everything I know about EVERYbody." Ennairea interrupted herself with a yawn. "When we get to the baths. I haven't had a good one in ages," Then putting her nose in the air and affecting a high flown accent. "And I have been informed that there is a feast being thrown in my Honor." Taraween laughed for a moment before saying in an equally high flown accent. "Well then we'll have to show them how well you clean up. Witch dress did you bring?" Calculating smile spreading across her face. "The sheer black one." "Good" Taraween said smile growing by the second. "I love that one. Did you finally figure out how to modify it so that it hides your sword? " "Well I found out how but I haven't had the time to get it done." She said as she opened the door. "But I did get it to hide my knifes." Ennairea and Taraween walked on to the baths as a door stunned Legolas pulled himself up from t wall and went to his room to retrieve his towel. Mean while Taraween and Ennairea made their way though the woods toward the hot springs that were used as baths. Ennairea stripped and slid into the sun dappled spring. Ennairea swam downwards towards the bottom of the pond than kicked off from the bottom and exploded to the surface. Then she lay floating on her back in the middle of the pond listing to the sounds of the water falling and collecting in a pond a shot distance down that was obscured by trees, the soft sound of birds and Taraween splashing quietly o few yards away lulled her almost to sleep. She woke suddenly when Taraween pulled her under the water. When she surfaced she was again started by the sound of a large splash. She exchanged alarmed looks with Taraween who had surfaced a moment before. While Taraween made her way back to heir clothing to fetch a weapon Ennairea swam quietly in the direction of the sound. Pulling herself out of the water as quietly as only an elf could, made her way to the trees waiting only a moment for Taraween to catch up and hand her, her knife. Then tacking to the trees she peered down into another sun specked grotto in time to see a male elf coming up from the bottom of the dark pool. By the time the blonde elf had pulled himself from the water and was preparing to dive into the water again Taraween joined her on the ledge.
"Well I guess we didn't need weapons after all." Taraween whispered as
the elf plunged back into the water this time barley making a sound.
"Oh I don't know about that we could hold him hostage." Ennairea
trailed off watching the elf resurface following the lean
muscles of his arms and shoulders down his chest catching only
the barest peak of his in no way modest endowments before he
turned showing a no less well sculpted ass. " Come on,"
Ennairea after clearing her head and nudging Taraween " before
we decide that holding him hostage isn't such a bad idea" They
both turned reluctantly , Ennairea more so because she had
always had a thing for blondes, while Taraween preferred darker
more rugged elves. They finished their bath and sat on the edge
of the spring combing out their hair when they finally got back
to the conversation they had been having Ennairea told her the
latest news from Imladres and of her adventures on her way to
Greenwood. When they had dried they put on the clean cloths they
had brought with them. Ennairea removed her dress from her pack
to check for any repairs that needed to be done to it. Luckily
none were needed and she hung it on the closet door. It was made
of a shear black fabric nearly translucent in strategic inserts
of deep rich subdued colored velvet patterned in leaves and knot
work when placed in the low light the dress appeared all black
and in the reddish lights of Greenwood the dress developed red
highlights that matched Ennairea's hair. As she shifted hazy
glimpses of leg and stomach showed from beneath the material.
Her hair, normally a strange brown too dark for most elves
seemed at this time black though the red lighting of the
Greenwood caves made the red highlights in her hair even more
apparent than usual and caused an almost aura around her.
Taraween whistled low. "Wow. Well you'll certainly attract attention." "Well you aren't doing to badly yourself." Ennairea looked her up and down. She was wearing a clingy midnight blue silk slip with silver embroidery. The colures nicely accented her typical elven looks, Dark hair and deep blue eyes. Ennairea looked up with amusement dancing in her eyes. "Let's see," she said putting a finger to her lips in a false musing way. "Two long knifes, and one dagger on your inner thigh." Taraween let a slow smile spread across her face. "You know me far to well. Though I don't know why you're talking, I know you have at lest five on you right know." Ennairea just laughed and made for the door. "Wait a minute!" Taraween said grabbing her arm. "You aren't going to leave your hair like that are you?" "Manwe! What in the name of the void do you mean?" she said letting out a long suffering sigh. "Nothing, just sit down would you? You haven't been under the leaves of the Greenwood in several thousand years, and walked its halls for nearly twice as long. You need to stun them, maybe even make a few of them drool." "Fine." Ennairea sulked as she playfully slumped into the chair. Taraween began braiding silver ribbons into her hair. "There." She said stepping back to admire her work. Ennairea's hair was pulled back at the temples leaving a few strands to frame her pale face, in the back her hair was an intricate deign that sparked with red and silver. "Very nice." Ennairea said. "Can we go Now?" "All right I think we're late enough to make a good entrance."
AN No more till you've reviewed! How can you have any pudding when you don't eat your meat?!