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Aragorn (ranger_aragorn) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-07-25 20:53:00

Entry tags:

aragorn, arrival, complete, day 9, legolas greenleaf

Who: Aragorn and Legolas
When: Early morning of day 9, just as the weather begins to pick up.
What: Aragorn's arrival
Where: The beach for starters
Rating: PG-13 for Naked Legolas and clearly a naked, drowned rat Aragorn!
Status:COMPLETE!

Despite the turn in events, Aragorn,had been successful in rallying the armies of Rohan and Gondor. In the back of his mind as he now sat atop his horse, Aragorn allowed his mind to wander back to the Elf, a man that the Ranger had began to think of as a friend. The sudden disappearance, was still a puzzle to Aragorn and Gilmi. Even the Dwarf was beginning to miss Legolas and their little friendly competitions in battle. Sighing he ran a hand through his hair. If the Elf had been taken or killed, then Aragorn vowed today he would get that revenge upon the enemy.

Soon he had to put that out of mind as he moved to the front of the great armies that were gathered and ready for battle.The plan was to distract Sauron so Frodo and Sam could get past the Black Gates and destroy the ring. Aragorn knew that this was truly the only way they could defeat the dark enemy. He had to focus, the rest he could deal with later.

It was time. It was time for Aragorn to adress the troops and to encourage them before the battle. He moved back and forth in front of them on horseback. His eyes were dark with focus and intent as he began his speech.

"Sons of Gondor! Of Rohan! My brothers. I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me. A day may come when the courage of Men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship, but it is not this day. An hour of wolves and shattered shields when the Age of Men comes crashing down, but it is not this day! This day we fight! By all that you hold dear on this good earth, I bid you stand, Men of the West!"

Just as he finished the last word, things began to change and quickly. Aragorn had no idea what was happening.Things began to fade to black,or began to fade into the background completely. He felt light headed, dizzy and out of sorts. First it was him and his horse,everything else was gone now. At first, Aragorn tried to fight the complete darkness that threatened to take him,but it was too strong so it soon was able to do as it intended.

Something wet...something cold and wet fell upon Aragorn as he slowly started to stir. It took him a long time to realize it was rain, and to also gather that he was some place he had no idea where it was. All this made him come to very quickly and focus. His hands were on something grainy, rough. His fingers ran through it. Sand....?

Aragorn was quickly on his feet and looking around. He began to panic. Where was he? Where were the armies? Did Sam and Frodo make it in to destroy the ring? Did they defeat the enemy? His head was swimming with so many questions and thoughts. he was beginning to feel light headed again.

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princegreenleaf
2008-07-25 09:16 pm UTC (link)

Well, this was definately an inconvienance, and that was putting it mildly. He never went anywhere without his bow. It was almost as much a part of him as his own arms were. Somehow, though, he'd managed to leave it somewhere. The last place he'd had it was before he'd gone swimming with Marcus the day before. He couldn't remember having it in his hands after that. He must have left it in the beachhouse.

He stepped out of his dorm building, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. As an elf, Legolas had a strong connection with nature. Here, everything was screaming at him that something was going to happen, that they were in for a spell of bad weather. If he was going to get his bow before he got soaked in rain, he would have to hurry.

He crossed through the foyer on the way through, and the blinking box caught his attention. He sighed softly and rolled his eyes. Poor person, whoever it was, to be arriving today. He figured he might as well collect them on his way through. So he picked up the key and slipped it in his belt pouch before heading out. The wind was picking up, and sand flew up, stinging his sensitive eyes.

It was a relief to get to the beachhouse, and even more of one when he saw his bow and quiver of arrows standing there, seemingly untouched. He would have never forgiven himself had he lost the gift of the Lady of Lothlorien. His relief was short-lived, though, because as soon as he stepped out of the small hut, he was nearly swept off his feet by a strong gust of wind.

Still, he had a job to do, and he had someone's room key. He took it out and looked at it thoughtfully, as if searching for some hint of where he was to look for the new arrival. His eyes were drawn to the inscription, the room number. It brought a disbelieving smile to his face. Whoever it was who had just arrived, they had the room right next door to his. What an odd coincidence!

He looked up, and the rain started all at once. It was not gradual, one moment it was totally dry, and the next he was drenched to the bone, and the rain was a thick curtain in front of his eyes. He never would have seen the person who was a mere 50 yard from him if it wasn't for his keep elven eyes. Maybe this was who he was looking for?

Slinging his bow on his back, but still within reach in case the person should prove hostile, Legolas made his way through the downpour towards the figure ahead of him. About 30 yards off, he stopped and squinted slightly. Something very familiar about the way the man was standing. He could tell it was a male, although the rain blurred out many more details.

Surely, though, there was something familiar in the way the man was standing, the curve of his shoulders, and the way he looked around, trying to peer through the rain? But... it was just wishful thinking, surely. He'd thought, yesterday, that the human Ranger Marcus had looked much like another human Ranger from another world. This must be the same thing.

By the time he was 20 yards away, he was starting to suspect he was wrong, and the person was his friend. By the time he was 15 yards away, his elven eyes could not be fooled by the rain. A smile formed on the lips of the elf, and he cried out in joy.

"Aragorn!"

It was like when Gandalf had been returned to them all over again. Only better, because he had been alone and now he wasn't anymore. Of course, he noted with his customary sense of humor, it was also quite a bit wetter here than it had been in Fangorn.

It didn't take him long to sprint those last few yards towards his friend, and every step he took forward made him more sure. This was his friend, the Ranger who was destined to be King of Middle Earth. He slowed and stopped in front of him, a smile still on his features.

"You're late. You look terrible."

They were the words he'd spoken to the human when he'd come back after being pulled over a cliff into raging water by a wolf. He wasn't sure how well the human, with his limited eyesight, could tell who he was, and he wanted there to be no doubt.

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ranger_aragorn
2008-07-26 03:35 pm UTC (link)

Aragorn was looking around. This land was so strange. He saw what he thought was movement but he was sure he was wrong.The rain was blinding him, it was starting to fall harder and his garments were sticking to him.Sighing he ran a hand over his hair, trying to figure this all out.

But again the movement had Aragorn looking up and trying to focus. A figure.And Aragorn thought he knew this person. It wasn't that he could make them out but it was just something inside. He moved closer then that figure spoke and Aragorn knew those words and that heavenly voice. No..There was no way.... this couldn't. His voice was filled with disbelieve and so soft when he spoke.

"Legolas....?!" Was he dreaming? Was the Elf really there? Where was here and how did Legolas make it here?So many questions.... He was trying to make sense of this. He realized he was moving closer and closer to the figure and the closer he got the more he knew this man was indeed Legolas. Aragorn felt relieve amongst worry about why he was here and not with the armies.

"Where? How...?" Taking a deep breath Aragorn got close enough to look into those eyes and began to get lost for a moment. "It is good to finally have found you,my friend. But where are we?"