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Marcus (marcus_cole) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-07-18 19:07:00

Entry tags:

complete, day 8, legolas greenleaf, marcus cole

Where are we now?
Who: Marcus and Legolas
What: A chance meeting
When: Day 8, morning
Where: Somewhere down the beach
Rating: probably PG
Status: Complete

Upon emerging from his room that morning, Marcus had gazed around himself in stunned silence. Something was very odd. He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and looked around again. He didn't know this place at all! Where once there had been dried grass in the fields and hills in the distance, now there were palm trees swaying on the lawn below his balcony, and the cry of gulls on the moist and salty wind. Looking back at his dormitory, he found that it had changed its exterior, too, and was clad now in bamboo rather than the thick pine logs it had borne at the ranch. What on Earth had happened? Wearing his black fully-covering Ranger outfit was starting to feel like a very warm proposition. Of course, it had been designed for every climate... Marcus decided to leave it on, and to go explore his new surroundings.

After he had made the happy discovery that the large central building was still the site of the cafeteria, he had a tropical fruit salad for breakfast, in honour of the new resort, and headed out for a walk on the beach. He had a spring in his step as he walked. Despite almost a week of exploring, he hadn't discovered anything around the Dude Ranch that would help them escape, and he hoped that this new location would provide more clues to the nature of the Planet and new ideas for escape. Plus, there was just something so beautiful about the way the ocean sparkled on the sand. He hoped the Doctor's TARDIS had come along.

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princegreenleaf
2008-07-18 10:45 pm UTC (link)

The Elven Prince had had a very odd day yesterday, there was no other way to put it. He'd enjoyed it, for the most part. That strange man had given him a very nice pet, and he still carried it around on his shoulder. Still, it had been an experience out of the usual. He was, however, getting used to this. Every day on this strange planet was a day as far out of his experience on Middle Earth as was possible.

He wandered out into the sun, and frowned as the sun hit his face. He'd been expecting stables, and saw instead sparkling beaches. His brow furrowed as he looked around at his new surroundings. Had he been moved once more, this time while he slept? But, then, the interior of the buildings all looked the same. Somehow, in the night, the planet had simply changed.

The easy-going elf just shrugged, a smile on his face as he headed out towards the beach. The sea air felt good on his skin... and made his heart freeze within him. He remembered, suddenly, what the Lady Galadriel had said to him while he was in Lothlorien. His mind flew back to the words she had spoken.

"Legolas Greenleaf long under tree
In joy hast thou lived. Beware of the Sea!
If thou hearest the cry of the gull on the shore
Thy heart shall rest in the forest no more."

In the heart of every elf, there was a danger that could be associated with the sea. Any elf who heard the sound of the ocean, even so much as heard the cry of a seagull, would be seized by a desire to go to Valinor, to go home. That's why Legolas had always stayed away from the sea. He wasn't done with Middle Earth.

A grey and white bird flew past him and cried out. Legolas felt his heart stop within him. A gull... would he now be doomed with the sea-longing that he could never fulfill? He doubted this world had a Valinor.

Nothing happened for a couple of minutes. After that, nothing continued to happen. The sea wind ruffled his hair, and he felt a odd sort of longing that passed over him quickly, and left him much as always. He laughed, delighted, and started running across the sand. Somehow, he didn't have the longing that the sea was supposed to give. Maybe the planet had something that surpressed it, but he didn't much care why, only that it was.

Ahead, he noticed as he ran, was a man clad all in dark colors. He was distinct, the only person on the beach, and the elf was in a good mood. He wandered over to him, smiled in warm greeting, and inclined his head.

"Good morning, my Lord. I am called Legolas."

As he raised his head from his little courtesy, he recognized the man as someone he'd seen before. He kept his eyes open, and knew more than anyone might suspect about the inhabitants of Mirage. A smile rose to his lips. The thoughts of home had had one effect. They had reminded him of home, and his friends, and he suddenly realized this man who called himself a Ranger looked very familiar to him.

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marcus_cole
2008-07-19 09:50 am UTC (link)

Though Marcus was quite enjoying his solitary strolling on the sparkling sand, he was in a good mood and not adverse to some company. When the friendly elf approached him, he smiled and nodded in return, waiting for him to come close before greeting him. He'd seen the fellow around for several days now, but had not met him properly until now. He seemed fit and friendly, good with a bow and light on his feet. Marcus had assumed he would make a good ally.

"Good morning, Legolas. My name is Marcus Cole."

With that he held out his hand for the other to shake. Clearly the man wasn't human, and some would wonder whether his people even shook hands, but after years of dealing with aliens, Marcus had found that being forthright with one's own culture usually gained one more respect than always worrying if something were okay. That usually came off as suspicious.