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Aragorn (ranger_aragorn) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-09-19 21:23:00

Entry tags:

aragorn, complete, day 16, giselle, kidnapping, wolverine

Who: Aragorn, Giselle at first then later Wolverine
What: Kidnapping of the King of Men and the beautiful Giselle
When: Morning
Where: Starting at the cafe
Rating: TBA
Status: complete

Aragorn and Legolas had spent most of the night and morning hours awake, talking, just staying close. They knew they would need their rest, so Aragorn dozed off in the arms of the elf, while Legolas fell into the waking reverie of his people, that was close to sleep and yet very different. Aragorn had never understood it, being a human. But, suddenly, Aragorn had awoken with a jolt, sweat covered his body and his breathing was harsh.

Something.. the feeling of dread and danger was so bad right now he felt like he was suffocating on it. He felt he couldn't breathe. Silently, quickly he moved from the bed and let the Elf continue in his rest. Though he could tell the thoughts of the elf were dark, troubled. And he didn't really want to leave him, but he couldn't stay in bed any longer.

Focus, he told himself as he looked at Legolas. He was so close to doing something he should not. And he was shaking needing to breathe, needing to clear his head, free his mind so he could focus. So he decided to go for a walk. Maybe get breakfast and even bring some to the Elf. He left quietly, planning to get back quickly. Not wanting to be apart just in case.

He found his way to a small place with food, a cafe. Not that he knew what it was and as he walked in he looked at the array of food and didn't know what it was. He frowned, pursing his lips quite confused. What was a scone?

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keoughr
2008-10-06 11:52 am UTC (link)

As Logan's hand went to her back she felt relief for a moment. But it was short lived. Her hair was grasped and yanked roughly back, forcing her face skyward and yelp from her lips. Her hands reached back to fumble against the hand holding her hair in such a painful manner. "Ow! Please that hurts!" But before she could utter another word, there were pinpricks of metal against her throat. Slanting her eyes downward she could see the razor sharp blades protruding from Wolverine's hand and she gasped.

The involuntary sound, and the swallowing that occured afterward caused the blades to nick her skin and she held very still to avoid any further damage. She could see Aragorn fighting the lizardmen before they simply stopped fighting and stepped back. Aragorn turned and she felt an overwhelming sense of shame wash over her. She had led him blindly into a trap. Unwitting as it had been, she still felt responsible.

She would not cry! But, oh how she wanted to! How had this happened, why had this happened? Who was she to this man? She'd never met him before and she was sure she'd not done anything to anger him. Why was the Planet allowing this to happen? Where were the golems? A thousand thoughts raced through her mind and all the while, Wolverine had his dangerous blades up against her throat.

She heard the Ranger speak to Logan and hope surged through her for a moment at the thought that her captor might let her go. But it was just as quickly deflated. She knew that she was the bait in order to capture Aragorn. She would have sagged in defeat, but knew that if she made any sort of move, she'd cut her own throat. A tear, unbidden, leaked out of the corner of her tightly closed eyes.

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