Hmmm.....Hello! I'm sorry I haven't been doing my duty lately. It's a
really bad habit of mine. Starting things and then not following through
*cough* eh.....I'm going to pull myself together and write this to the very
end. And tnx to all the reviews! =)
Orion: Congrats! I'll stop by to read something of yours then =)
Disclaimer: Hmmm.*checking* No, still don't own anything Lotr.*sigh*
Chapter 3: Help! Anyone?
*haven't I been here before?* I found myself walking aimlessly around in the many (confusing at that) halls of Rivendell. My stomach made a rumbling noise for the millionth time. "Can anyone help me?" I yelled, hoping for somebody to come rescue me. "Anyone?" My voice a little more helpless. *Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!* I slapped myself on the forehead. "You could have waited for that guy to come and get you, but noooo you had to go walking by yourself." I was talking to myself. A really bad habit of mine.
I looked around me once more, hoping to spot somebody with a clue. Not a soul was in sight. *Guess everyone is eating right now. Oh, why? Why did I go by myself?* I gazed over at some vines climbing a wall some feet away, wondering if they could be edible. I really had been walking around too long...
Suddenly I felt a light hand on my shoulder and I whirled around. "Thank Eru!" I exclaimed and threw myself at the poor thing, hugging tightly. At last I let go and looked up to see who it was I hugging so fiercely. It was the guy from my room, looking rather...chocked. "I'm really, really sorry Milord. I should not have gone walking on my own. I was jus so hungry..and..and..Oh, I'm just so happy to see you!" I was about to hug him again but he withdrew back a few steps so I let it go. "Anyways, you found me. Could we go to dinner now or I'll have to say those vines over there look rather nice at the moment." I motioned to the wall behind him. He just shook his head and gave me a: you-cannot-be-for-real look.
He then offered his arm, I accepted and we went on our merry way to the dining hall. Once there he showed me to my seat and seated himself next to me. Everybody kept sending curious glances my way; I couldn't care less as I had eyed all the food on the table. A delicious sight it was and my stomach would finally find peace. After a while, too long I would say, we received permission to begin the feast by some important looking elf at the head of the table.
*Could that be? No, It couldn't.* I stared at the elf and took in all his features. *Well, he looks to be the Lord of this place.* My index finger lingered at my chin as I continued to look at him with thoughtful eyes. It must have been too obvious that I stared because the elf from my room (Why hadn't I asked for his name?) nudged me in the side with his elbow. "Ow!" I sent him a look saying 'What was that for?' and rubbed my aching side. He leaned in close to my ear to whisper. "It's rude to stare at people." He stated in a-matter-o-factly tone. I just glared and turned my attention to the food before me.
After dinner the 'Lord of Rivendell' (I thought him to be anyway) walked over to the elf from my bedroom. I found myself staring again, searching my brain for an answer. I had that feeling of knowing who he was and it was becoming very annoying as I could not seem to remember at all. They talked for a while before the 'Lord of Rivendell' left the room together with a beautiful looking maiden I recalled sitting beside him at the table. The bedroom elf came towards me, offering his arm. This time I came to my senses and finally asked for his name.
This maybe a little short, but it's 5 in the morning and I'm a little tired. Go figure! Hope there's not too many spelling mistakes here. I can barely see the screen...*drifts away for a moment* Anyways..Who is 'the bedroom elf'?? Nice nickname, eh...=) Any suggestions? Well, I'm off to sleep now before I pass out on the keyboard. *Passes out on the keyboard anyway* *wakes up* What? Where? Oh...
Orion: Congrats! I'll stop by to read something of yours then =)
Disclaimer: Hmmm.*checking* No, still don't own anything Lotr.*sigh*
Chapter 3: Help! Anyone?
*haven't I been here before?* I found myself walking aimlessly around in the many (confusing at that) halls of Rivendell. My stomach made a rumbling noise for the millionth time. "Can anyone help me?" I yelled, hoping for somebody to come rescue me. "Anyone?" My voice a little more helpless. *Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!* I slapped myself on the forehead. "You could have waited for that guy to come and get you, but noooo you had to go walking by yourself." I was talking to myself. A really bad habit of mine.
I looked around me once more, hoping to spot somebody with a clue. Not a soul was in sight. *Guess everyone is eating right now. Oh, why? Why did I go by myself?* I gazed over at some vines climbing a wall some feet away, wondering if they could be edible. I really had been walking around too long...
Suddenly I felt a light hand on my shoulder and I whirled around. "Thank Eru!" I exclaimed and threw myself at the poor thing, hugging tightly. At last I let go and looked up to see who it was I hugging so fiercely. It was the guy from my room, looking rather...chocked. "I'm really, really sorry Milord. I should not have gone walking on my own. I was jus so hungry..and..and..Oh, I'm just so happy to see you!" I was about to hug him again but he withdrew back a few steps so I let it go. "Anyways, you found me. Could we go to dinner now or I'll have to say those vines over there look rather nice at the moment." I motioned to the wall behind him. He just shook his head and gave me a: you-cannot-be-for-real look.
He then offered his arm, I accepted and we went on our merry way to the dining hall. Once there he showed me to my seat and seated himself next to me. Everybody kept sending curious glances my way; I couldn't care less as I had eyed all the food on the table. A delicious sight it was and my stomach would finally find peace. After a while, too long I would say, we received permission to begin the feast by some important looking elf at the head of the table.
*Could that be? No, It couldn't.* I stared at the elf and took in all his features. *Well, he looks to be the Lord of this place.* My index finger lingered at my chin as I continued to look at him with thoughtful eyes. It must have been too obvious that I stared because the elf from my room (Why hadn't I asked for his name?) nudged me in the side with his elbow. "Ow!" I sent him a look saying 'What was that for?' and rubbed my aching side. He leaned in close to my ear to whisper. "It's rude to stare at people." He stated in a-matter-o-factly tone. I just glared and turned my attention to the food before me.
After dinner the 'Lord of Rivendell' (I thought him to be anyway) walked over to the elf from my bedroom. I found myself staring again, searching my brain for an answer. I had that feeling of knowing who he was and it was becoming very annoying as I could not seem to remember at all. They talked for a while before the 'Lord of Rivendell' left the room together with a beautiful looking maiden I recalled sitting beside him at the table. The bedroom elf came towards me, offering his arm. This time I came to my senses and finally asked for his name.
This maybe a little short, but it's 5 in the morning and I'm a little tired. Go figure! Hope there's not too many spelling mistakes here. I can barely see the screen...*drifts away for a moment* Anyways..Who is 'the bedroom elf'?? Nice nickname, eh...=) Any suggestions? Well, I'm off to sleep now before I pass out on the keyboard. *Passes out on the keyboard anyway* *wakes up* What? Where? Oh...