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Legolas (princegreenleaf) wrote in mirage_rpg,

He was drying off quickly in the warm sun, and his clothing, practical and well-made, was completely unharmed by the submersion in the water. When it dried completely, he knew he would look just like normal. He was already almost there. Occaisionally, small splashes of water got on his leggings, but he didn't much mind. This was, probably, the most fun he'd had in awhile. Except for singing with Giselle.

He heard Brigitte's soft-spoken exclamation, and he smiled and winked at her mischeiviously before turning his attention back to the rocks. As the raft was pushed into the calm area of water, he had a chance to look around all his companions. The little human was showing remarkable bravery, he though. He approved. The other woman was beyond competant, despite that she'd never done this before. Again, he approved. He wasn't sure about the man who had called him 'blondie' though. But at least he wasn't hindering them.

"Ready, friends? I believe those rapids are much faster than the ones we just conquered. Ace, could you give me a hand with the rocks on the other side of the raft?"

That was all the elf had time to say before they were shoved from the calm water into the rapids once more, and he had to devote most of his attention to keeping them from washing up on the rocks. It was a much wilder ride, this time, but he had no problem keeping his seat.