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Willow Rosenberg ([info]rosewillow) wrote in [info]labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-03-11 21:40:00

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Entry tags:complete, day two, legolas greenleaf, willow rosenberg

WHO: Willow & Legolas
WHAT: Taking it easy with hopes of socializing.
WHEN: Day 2, Early
WHERE: Art Tent.
RATING: PG
STATUS: Complete



Distractions had brought the redheaded witch through her first day in this circus of a prison, she could feel the dark magic attempting to penetrate her skin but she wouldn't let his happen. Willow was justly centered today, it took a lot of meditation the night before to put her in better spirits but this didn't mean she was ready to settle down and call this land of illusion home. Home, it was one of those places you don't overly miss until you are taken from it like an unexpected ear of corn from the crop or a lone puppy from it's mother. Keeping her own peace was where her energies would lay.

Willow wandered the fair grounds and came upon an interesting tent that was set up for paiting, drawing and pottery. It had been a long time since the Wicca had a chance to do any of these things so this looked the the best opportunity. She was weary of the Goblins who lurked there but they seemed pretty harmless. She kept an eye on them knowing they'd be in for a surprise if they were to suddenly get out of line, she would see to it herself.

Art had be something that was known to calm the mind and put people at ease, she hoped it would do the same for her. Choosing her colours, some brushes and a blank canvas she sat on a stool and looked into the white space trying to come up with some sort of image to start with. When an idea sparked she got to work and hardly noticed she was no longer alone to the side of her the seat was now being occupied. "Oh I'm sorry, you startled me a little. It's easy to get caught up in the paint once you get going." She smiled. "I'm Willow by the way, what's your name?"



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[info]rosewillow
2009-03-20 11:11 am UTC (link)
Willow was learning fast that things around here were going to be so different from back home, even though she was sure anything could happen in both places in this world things were going to be far more unpredictable then she could imagine. First Hermione and now she was sitting next to Legolas of her favorite fantasy series having a conversation with him. She wondered what other surprises this strange place was holding not only for herself but the others who were imprisoned there as well.

She smiled wide thinking fondly of Tara her lost lover, she missed the other wicca dearly but she knew she'd always be with her in spirit. “Well yes and no, some people are really in tune with the dream realm and the spirit world but others sometimes don't dream at all let alone see dead friends and family members on some other plane during the state of sleep. I know it must sound really odd to you, but I think Humans for the most part are the funny creatures.” She nodded with a smirk and laughed.

The redheaded witch considered his question for a moment, to which she surely knew the answer but was it really her place to give him that kind of information? Though it might put his mind at ease knowing that things were as they should be in his home world. Willow took a small breath and reached out to cover the Elf's hand with her own giving it a light squeeze before giving the Elf the answered he had be looking for, she smiled warmly and nodded. “Yes they were able to destroy the ring and Aragron was crowed the King.”

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[info]princegreenleaf
2009-03-21 12:27 am UTC (link)
Idly, Legolas picked up a tube of oil paint and played with it. He didn't like to stay still for too long, though of course, as a skilled tracker and hunter, he could when needed. But while talking, he liked to move a bit and fidget. The red-haired witch spoke, and he listened, just taking in all the new information. There was a lot of it, and not just the things she said, either.

For example, he could tell much about her just in the fact that she missed her lost lover so much. But even he knew there were things you simply didn't say, and this was one of them. So he just smiled and watched the pretty redhead, feeling like he was more happy just because of the strength of her loving bond with Tara. "I have long since given up trying to understand humans." He spoke with a laugh.

However, when she spoke of his friend Aragorn, and the destruction of the ring, his eyes shone and sparkled with pleasure. He gripped her hand firmly, feeling nearly overcome with this good news. His friend would be king, after all. He couldn't stop smiling, and finally, he threw himself at the redheaded witch and hugged her tightly. "Thank you, Lady Willow. You have set my mind at ease."

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