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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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princegreenleaf
2009-07-07 09:07 pm UTC (link)

"Raspberries?" He made a face, thinking that the name was a strange one for such a delicious fruit. Of course, on his world, it would have had some elegant elven name. But the humans always did choose the weirdest names for things. "Well, despite the name, they are good." He held a berry up, peering it at. "It does not look like something that would be called 'raspberry'." Yes, he was definitely getting back to normal. His whole tone and posture had changed from dejected, almost defeated, to one more like how he customarily was.

The look on her face made his heart break, though, when she spoke about her family. Setting down his food, now it was his turn to pull her into his arms. Seeing sadness on her face was strange, she was always so upbeat, so endlessly cheerful. It touched him that she would show him her sadness, and he couldn't stop himself from embracing her. "Perhaps you are as Melien, Lady Bright-Star." He spoke softly as he held her. "She was the fairest of the tree spirits, born at the beginning of the world, and she ensnared the elven king. He became smitten with her, and for ten years, they looked into each others eyes." He paused, realizing that she was, despite the fact that he had been speaking less than seriously, doing just that to him. Ensnaring him with her eyes, and she didn't even know.

Still holding her gently, he began to speak. "I am the only child of King Thranduil of Mirkwood. No brothers or sisters have I, and yet, all elves are kin, however distant. Distantly, I am connected to both Lothlorien and Rivendell, the Lady Galadriel, Lord Celeborn, Lord Elrond and his children. All of nature is my family, though, so you and I, we are not so different in that way. We both lived the years of our lives in the trees of the forest."

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