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Legolas (princegreenleaf) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-06-14 15:43:00

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complete, day twelve, giselle, legolas greenleaf

Day Twelve
WHO: Giselle and Legolas
WHAT: Whiny!elf is whiny. Also angsty!
WHEN: Day Twelve, morning
WHERE: Their house in the Goblin City
WARNINGS: It's Giselle and Legolas. PG. At absolute most.
STATUS: Complete

In many ways, Legolas was a simple creature. Things were one way, and he was happy with that. Things that made his life more complicated were not particularly welcome. To say Pandora had done so would be a definite understatement. He'd spent a lot of time in both Rivendell and Lothlorien, reading, and he'd certainly come across vampires. Creatures of pure evil, those who serve Morgoth, foul, tainted beings. Leeches who fed on the blood of the living to prolong their unnatural lives, they were an abomination, and must be destroyed.

Pandora hadn't seemed like that, somehow. Which made it worse, really. At times, she'd seemed almost sad. That shouldn't have been. Still, he'd been tainted by her touch, and he'd been unable to fight her off. For a warrior like he was, this was incredibly disturbing. He liked to think he could take care of himself, but in this case, he hadn't been able to. She'd overwhelmed him completely, and he'd been helpless against it.

So, for the last day, without a break, he'd been practicing his archery. If he ever saw her again, he would be ready. She wouldn't even get close to him. Every time he started to think he could leave his practice, he got a new surge of energy and purpose from the promise he'd made to himself. That would never happen to him again. He sent arrow after arrow into the bulls eye of the target, his face wearing a grim expression that was rarely seen. Usually, no matter the situation, he was smiling, but not now.

He didn't get tired, not in the same way a human would. But he hadn't allowed himself to fall into the dream like reverie that elves had instead of sleep, not since Pandora had bitten him. His arms were shaking, the muscles weary, but he gritted his teeth and forced them to be steady. The next arrow, though, for the first time in a long time, not only didn't hit the bulls eye, it didn't even hit the target at all. The string of curses he let out were both elven, and incredibly colorful.

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keoughr
2009-06-18 01:14 pm UTC (link)

Giselle was alarmed. She was sure now that there was something wrong with him. Her brows knitted together in her concern as she followed him toward the cloak he was using as a blanket though she remained standing for a moment. His smile, while genuine, was not happy. She had never seen the chipper elf so distraught before and her stomach clenched in fear. Even through the Labyrinth and the dangers they had faced there she had not seen him like this.

He reached for her hand and tugged her down. She obliged him and took her seat on the cloak. He kept hold of her hand and she did not take it back. He looked so tired and drained that she almost didn't hear his compliment to her. "Thank you, but..." And then she noticed that he was shaking slightly. He had been practicing for almost a whole day! "Legolas, that is too much. Even for one such as yourself. You will tired yourself out."

Suddenly her hand and the apple were dropped and he covered his face with is long delicate hands. "Vampire? Legolas?" Giselle was so confused. She hadn't met any vampires here. She had heard of the creatures, but did not know much about them, much less that there were some here. "What? What did she do?" She saw his hand drift to his neck and her blue eyes widened in horror. "She bit you?" She recoiled slightly and drew her hand to her chest.

"Oh, Legolas. How terrible." Now she understood why he had been so distant and disturbed. She leaned toward him and slipped her arm around his shoulders, drawing him close and hugging him, sliding her hands over his back and humming softly. She tried to comfort him the same way she comforted frightened animals. It made her sick to her stomach to think that he had undergone something so terrible.

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