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Legolas (princegreenleaf) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-05-12 11:35:00

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active, day nine, legolas greenleaf, schuldig

WHO: Legolas Greenleaf and Schuldig
WHAT: Map time!
WHEN: Day 9, midday
WHERE: Library
WARNINGS: I'm tempted to say PG, at most, since this is Legolas. But it's also Schuldig, so basically, this could be anywhere from G to R
STATUS: Incomplete

The elven prince was undeniably excited. It was even worth leaving the Goblin City to come back to the City at the Entrance to the Labyrinth, just to learn more about this strange world. It seemed to him that many of the people that he'd met had hailed from this Earth, and his curiousity had been piqued by this. To find something of a native guide, this was a good thing, as far as he was concerned.

So he waited anxiously as long as he could. He finished lunch about an hour early, just because he was so eager to get to the library to learn more. Deciding that he could start by himself, he went to the library, and ended up getting there a little early. This was his first time in the place, and he looked around, somewhat in awe. "So many books..."

Of course, on his world, books weren't so common. Yes, the elves had more than the humans did, but this collection even surpassed Lord Elrond's. For a long moment, he simply looked, trying to take everything in at once. Finally, he laughed, absolutely delighted, and went over to the nearest bookcase. Plucking a book at random, he was even more delighted when it was a book of elven verse. He opened it, and soon, was immersed in the Sindarin poetry.

He made a bit of an odd sight, really. Standing there, blond head bowed, obviously a fighter with his bow, his knives, and his practical clothing, reading a book of elven poetry. Every so often, he read a phrase that truly delighted him, and he would sing or recite it out loud. But this was all fairly par for the course for him, really.

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sweetlikehoney
2009-06-22 12:36 pm UTC (link)

Schuldig's own blue eyes sparkled with laughter and he shook his head. "No, no jesting. But I don't think there are any elves on my world either. Only humans and animals and the occasional monster." When he picked up confused thoughts, he explained, "A vacation spot is a place people travel to, to relax. South America is warm pretty much all year, so during winter, people like to go there."

Legolas' questions, so childlike and innocent, amused him greatly, and he found himself laughing just as often as the elf. "He might, if you ever got the chance to talk to a zebra. And yes, penguins are birds. Birds that can't fly. They use their wings instead as flippers, to swim."

It was delightful, having a student so eager, and, in all truth, very, very beautiful. The reaction to having his ears touched, even by breath, made the telepath smile as his suspicions were confirmed, and he decided then what he would do with this wonderful new toy.

He let his fingers comb through the elf's long, golden hair, and when he spoke again, his lips just barely caressed the sensitive ears. "Well, there might be this much on Middle Earth. You see, before people discovered the Americas, we thought the world consisted only of this part." He gestured slightly, catching Legolas' eyes and giving one of his sultry smiles, his voice almost silken. "There may yet be more on your planet too."

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princegreenleaf
2009-06-23 01:23 am UTC (link)

"Perhaps they have all long since gone to Valinor. I do not see how this could be avoided, with all this great expanse of ocean everywhere." He found it difficult to concieve of a world without elves, and, of course, he knew how good elves were at hiding. "Monster? There are monsters on Earth, as well?" He nodded at the explanation of 'vacation spot', and then frowned slightly. "Why do they not simply enjoy the beauty that winter may provide?" It didn't make a lot of sense to him.

"Horses with stripes? Birds that do not fly, but swim, instead? This is a strange place, indeed." He shook his head, blond hair shifting over his shoulders, only to be smoothed out by Schuldig's fingers. He gave him a little glance over his shoulder, and then focused on the map once more.

"That is hard to believe." His eyes scanned the entire map. "It is not possible that so much land go go unnoticed. Someone, maybe the Rangers, would have known." He shook his head, and then gasped softly as Schuldig's mouth lightly touched his ear. Honestly believing it had been a mistake on the redhead's part, he pulled away and thought nothing more of it. Or, at least, tried to. But his breathing had picked up a tiny bit.

"Tell me more about...." He turned around, gestured basically at random, anything to get his mind away from the thoughts he was having. "This strange land. Rand McNally." He pointed to the logo of the people who printed the map.

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