She heard talking, her head hurt. Had they knocked her out? Or was that sickness or the concussion? She scowled and opened her eyes. White...so bright. She groaned and rolled over, hiding her face in the also white comforter. That made her scowl all the more. She heard talking behind her.
"BE QUIET!" she yelled, slightly muffled, at them. The talking abruptly stopped and someone touched her shoulder. She yelped and jumped. She turned around quickly to see who it was. Only to have her head spin and nausea creep up. She groaned and held her head in pain. Soon, the stars cleared leaving a man, dark brown hair balding at the temples, with high cheekbones, and looking like whathisname? Oh! Elladan. Next to him was a man with startling dark black hair and bright green eyes. She glared.
"What the HELL do you want?" she said in forced politeness. The Elladan senior frowned, as did the elf-man next to him did.
"I'm sorry to wake you. But you have trespassed on my lands and attacked some of my men," the Elladan senior said watching her wearily. She raised an eyebrow.
"Sorry...I wasn't quiet aware of where the hell I was. I'll try to stay away from here in future reference," the man frowned again.
"You lost your group," the man said in more of a question then a statement.
"Sort of...I have no clue where I am. Not even what world I am in," she replied, her brows arched together in thought. The man looked at her surprised.
"You are in Rivendelle, of Middle Earth," he said softly.
"...Middle Earth...OH HELL!" she said as she fell back on her back dramatically. She groaned.
"I am very misplaced...and I went in another dimension...or in the p-- no wait...they didn't name the planet Earth till WAYY later," she said thoughtfully. The elf-men frowned at her, confused.
"Don't ask...Anyhow, how do you guys understand me? Your soldiers had NO clue what I was saying earlier...they kept on speaking Old English..."
"Old English?" said the raven haired elf-man.
"We are speaking in the common tongue," informed the Elladan senior.
"Oh..." she said softly. Anyways, My name is Malucath Dae, otherwise known as Malu...or Astaladnar called me Malu hin...can you tell me what hin means anyhow?" she asked looking at the two.
"My name is Elrond and this is Erestor," said the brunette gesturing to the raven-hair elf-man, ignoring the request for a translation.
"Umm...if I may inquire...what are you?" she said eyeing their ears.
"We are elves, Malucath," said Erestor. She blinked.
"Oh...you aren't cos-playing..." her eyes rolled up as she fell back in a faint. The two blinked and looked to each other. Was it really that shocking? And what was cos-playing?
Sneezing, Malu woke from her sleep. She looked around to see herself in the same insanely white room; she must have been in the medical ward. She thought as she looked around at the other beds. She coughed into her hand and then stretched. She heard a door open and she looked to see Elladan.
"Oh Hello!" And to her surprise he answered back.
"Good Morning," he smiled at her.
"You could understand me!" Her eyes went wide. His eyes glittered with mischievousness.
"Quiet well. You have a very dirty mouth for a girl," he said with amusement in his voice. She scowled at him.
"Mischievous ass...you could have saved me from a lot of hell you know!" she scolded him. He only grinned.
"But that would have ruined all the fun wouldn't it?" he said playfully. She rolled her eyes.
"For you."
"Exactly!" He exclaimed. She pouted.
"I'm hurt. You care not for the aftermath of your mischief," she said looking off to the side, as if hurt. Elladan laughed and then quieted and looked to her seriously.
"Now...Why did you apologize for what you did," he said almost curious of her answer. She frowned and looked at him apologetically.
"I'm sorry! I really needed some supplies and a horse…and you distanced yourself from the group…so…" She bit her lip. Elladan raised his hand and gave her a lopsided grin.
"It's fine. But why did you put me on a bed roll?"
"Well duh, couldn't leave you on the ground. It's gonna hurt your back and all," she said simply.
"And what would you do without one?" he asked with a smirk.
"Sleep in the trees of course," she said again simply. Then a thought hit her. "Did you go off alone because you heard me?"
"Yes you were very loud!" he said laughing. She pouted.
"Oh thanks…"
"Don't worry mellon. You were very quiet for men." She looked at him with a bland look.
"I'm a woman not a man," she said as if annoyed. He chuckled.
"Indeed." She scowled.
"Now where's my stuff? Or did you leave it?" she said giving him a mildly annoyed look.
"It's being inspected. We didn't know what you had…though you may be needed to explain some of the strange things you have in their, Malu hin," Elladan said, his eyes twinkling. Her eyes lit up.
"What does Hin mean?"
"It means child," said Elladan cheerfully. Her eyes narrowed.
"Child!" She cried outraged.
"You are young," he answered. She growled and then crossed her arms over her chest.
"I am NOT a child! And how old are you? 20?"
"2891," he said with a smirk. Her eyes went wide as her jaw slackened.
"HOLY SHIT!" She fell back totally shocked. Elladan looked amusedly at her.
"Now you see why you're a child?"
"Yes…." She pouted like a child and then went and poked his chest. "And for now on I'm gonna call you an old man, jii-san!" He looked at her confused.
"It's in another language called Japanese," she said with a smirk. He smiled and shook his head.
"Fine, hin, it's not like anyone understands the remark."
"Okay jii-san!" She smirked. Elladan shook his head and smiled. Then Malu let out a face splitting yawn. Her eyes felt heavy.
"You should sleep, Malu hin, you're still sick and you have a nasty concussion," Elladan said softly as he pushed her down onto her pillow.
" Hm'kay Jii-san." She smiled sleepily at him. He smiled back and patted her head.
"Good night milady," he said endearingly. She frowned.
"Not a lady…I cuss worse then a drunkard." She yawned and settled in her blankets.
"Indeed," he said with a smile. She nodded and then fell into sleep's arms.