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Story (madam_narf) wrote in pandemansion,
@ 2008-07-01 22:31:00

Entry tags:

arrival, legolas thranduilion, story

April 16th Story's Arrival
Who: Story and Open (To a Greeter.)
When: Early Morning
Where: The fountain
What: Arrival
Rating: TBD
Status: In progress

A single final moment together...just one...in the crashing, pouring rain..and Story stepped away from his embrace, the great bird landing silently behind her. The last thing she wanted to see was his face. His smile, straight down to his ever loving heart. Her skinny hands took hold of the feathers, and in a breath, they were gone, soaring into the sky.

Story pressed her forehead into the warm, damp chest...what if she wasn't who they thought she was. What if she had made another awful mistake. What if she wasn't meant to bring hope to anyone. How was she supposed to lead...anyone?

The wings pumped harder, and she was carried higher into the sky, above the clouds, and all at once, there was the sun...bright, orange, rested against a sea of clouds...oh, how beautiful...And then, they dropped down again. Faster, and faster, and faster--the rushing wind drowned out the flapping wings--in a panic, Story only clutched the down tighter. Was this supposed to happen? Was he testing her courage?

Story did not know when the feathers had slipped from her fingers, or how long she had been falling from the sky. It hurt when she hit, her shoulder and side skidding lightly. Disoriented, she only knew it was freezing. She pressed her hand against the ice, and pushed herself up. Frozen water...oh, it hurt. Story scrambled off the ice and over the side of the fountain, panting, panicking, curling into a small ball.

Where had he sent her...? Was she being punished?

"Oh, please, please, don't banish me..."

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madam_narf
2008-07-08 09:43 pm UTC (link)

Story lightly leaned her head on his shoulder. She could smell an ancient earth on him...it made her feel more at home, in a strange way. She lightly eyed the curve of his ear...it made her smile. She liked it.

Unwanted things? Was..this place some sort of danger to her? To anyone? Her brow knitted lightly--Story was never very good with directions. At least there was a map...if she could read it..Story quietly went over the human alphabet in her head, when he spoke again.

She lightly lifted a hand, brushing her fingertips against his cheek. Genuine kindness, undaunted, heartening. Timeless.

"...thank you, Legolas..I will go with you."

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_legolas_
2008-07-09 01:51 am UTC (link)

The touch to his cheek was very gentle and he smiled as she touched him. This female was so gentle, she amazed him. As she answered him he nodded and kept her close as they made their way to the desk. He made the way slow, his light footsteps barely making a sound on the marble floor.

"I think we will take the elevator. You feel weak, Story. Is there anything I can get you that you need? Food? Water?" His brows drew together as he studied what he could of her. Picking up her key and map he glanced at the key. Her room number shone in the mansion's light and he smiled, "Your room is not far from mine." He motioned in the direction of the elevator, "Ready?"

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madam_narf
2008-07-09 12:11 am UTC (link)

She watched the floor, the shining marble..it was slick under her feet--freezing, smooth..almost as cold as the ice. His hold kept her warmer, and she leaned into him, ever lightly, appreciating the innocent closeness.

Her eyes lifted again at the mention of water. Her legs were dry already, she could feel it evaporating under his cloak as they walked.

"...Water..."

She eyed the key, and gave him a smile at the mention of her room. Oh, they were nearby...good...

She nodded again, adjusting her hold on his shoulder, draping her arm across his chest to hold on better.

"I will never forget what you have done for me..."

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_legolas_
2008-07-10 08:08 pm UTC (link)

"Alright." Legolas smiled and started them toward the elevator. "I'll get you a bottle of water from the kitchen as soon as I get you settled in your room." He would get her food too. The hobbits had taught him that food seemed to solve everything for other species. Elves...it was song.

Legolas smiled sheepishly, "I am sure that if anyone else had been here they would do the same, Story. There are quite nice people here." He pushed the button on the elevator and waited for the doors to open before guiding her as gently as he could into the box.

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madam_narf
2008-07-11 11:35 pm UTC (link)

She relaxed a little more, and the fatigue started to sink in. Story hadn't slept much for days--they were considerably stressful, after all.

And she felt she could unwind with him...it made her comfortable. She smiled again--at least there were nice people here.

"It does not shadow your kindness, Legolas...or your heart." She stepped into the small space, and gazed upwards. "For it is big..."

What was this, now..?

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_legolas_
2008-07-14 08:50 pm UTC (link)

Had she been talking about his heart or the mansion? Legolas smirked as he watched her look around. "Oh, this is a neat thing. I wish we could have such in the forests at home. Waiting on her to settle a bit, he pushed the floor button.

"Though, it would take away much of the adventure." He murmured as the doors closed. "You will feel a lifting sensation." Legolas shifted his grip around her to take in what the elevator was about to do. He did not want her to fall. She felt so frail against him. "Your room will look much like you want it to I'm sure. Where you think home is." He gave her a smile, "I think the mansion wants us to be comfortable in that at least."

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