Elladan and Elrohir, Lords of Imladris (lordsofimladris) wrote in untold_logs, @ 2008-01-01 23:26:00 |
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Entry tags: | aragorn, elladan, elrohir |
And I nominate the crossdresser.
Who: Aragorn, Elladan, Elrohir
What: Aragorn busts Elrohir out of prisonthe healing houses!
When: Riiiight before Yule.
Where: Minas Tirith!
Aragorn: *'brothers' are in city?*
Elladan: *is hiding in healing houses with Elrohir and far away from rohirric problems*
ARagorn: *sneaks out like ranger!*
Aragorn: *sneaks to healing houses!*
Aragorn: *perches on bed*
Elrohir: I was wondering when you would sneak by.
Elladan: *hung over in a chair*
Aragorn: As soon as I knew you were in town. Might I ask what precisely happened?
Elladan: Well there was a wraith, Estel. You remember wraiths, yes? *slurs some of his words*
Elrohir: And my brother decided it would be amusing to set him on fire.
Elrohir: Unfortunately for me, my job was ... running interferance. *smirks*
Aragorn: I remember wraiths. Did you have fun with it? And I can see that *scoots off bed, starts looking over Elrohir*
Elladan: He's been seen to by Daerada, who swears Elrohir shall live, though there are still days when my brother looks as if he may prove us wrong.
Aragorn: I thought the healing looked better than I expected *nods his head* Where -is- Celeborn? Galadriel arrived without him. *has no idea they don't know grammy is in town!*
Elrohir: *blink* Elladan: *blink* Both of them: *blink again in unison*
Elrohir: Daernaneth is back!? *goes a bit pale*
Aragorn: ah..You did not know >.>
Elladan: Oh you know, he DID manage to mention, rather cryptically, that someone was waiting for us here.
Elladan: But that was after scolding us over our choices, and I was ... well, my mind was elsewhere.
Elrohir: No, Nay, Nay, how does SHE get to come back when-! *frowns, twitches his jaw* ... But we missed her, yes.
Elladan: *glances at brother, looks back at Aragorn* He went after the wraith, actually.
Elladan: We were in no shape to do it, ourselves. One of us was being lazy and dashingly ill, and the other of us was stabbed and not in the mood to be stupid.
Aragorn: o.O Choices? *nods his head* I see. Taking on a wraith was a bit foolish my friends. *smirks*
Elrohir: *chuckles, wincing a bit* You know how my brother is. 'Let us climb the trees .. in Angmar, Elrohir!' 'I want to go on a vacation ... to the black gate, Elrohir!' 'Let us set a wraith on fire, Elrohir, it will be fun, like old times' *rolls his eyes*
Elladan: The tree climbing was YOUR idea as I recall.
Aragorn: I suggested Trollshaws.
Elrohir: Yes, and that was a grand adventure we had. Do you not still have a scar from that?
Elladan: Bah, not Estel. He is so brave, and mighty, and the best healer in the land, who beats elves at their own game and steals their sister...
Aragorn: I could have sworn Arwen stole me *grins at him* And you look horrible, were you drinking?
Elrohir: Apparently, according to the healer on watch at the time, he was dragged here by a cute red-headed woman. *smirks, slightly, though his eyes are sad over something*
Elladan: I had a bit too much ale, but my drinking companions think I am pretty, and I cannot complain.
Aragorn: Oh ho? *smirks* Cute red headed woman? Met someon in Rohan?
Aragorn: *giving Elrohir and appraising look*
Elladan: *feels his ears turning pink* Nay, Nay.. she saved our lives, that is all. Just a drinking friend.
Elrohir: *playing with something around his neck, absently* *then snorts* He spends more time with her than he does with me!
Aragorn: Just a drinking friend, hmm? *puts a hand on Elrohir's shoulder in a sort of questioning way*
Aragorn: *quietly* What was her name?
Elrohir: *just shakes his head* None of that matters. And Elladan's tale is more interesting. Tell Estel about the dress. *smirks*
Aragorn: Of course it matters.
Elladan: It was a confusing green thing, and I could not put it on myself, and anyway, I will never wear a dress again. There is very little protection in them! *winces, his dangly bits still hurt* And yes, it matters.
Aragorn: *eyes Elladan* Always knew there was something funny about you *grin*
Elladan: Bah, Cwen was just trying to make me pretty, for Wulfred.
Elladan: *scratches his head* I think.
Aragorn: *smirks*looks back at Elrohir* Her name matters, brother.
Elrohir: *lets out a long sigh, and fishes for his journal, opening it and showing the numerous sketches of her* I had been sketching her ever since I left Imladris...
Aragorn: *traces fingers over it* Farandren. Her brother came with the gray company, and his wife has oft acted as messenger for me, between North and South.
Elrohir: *frowns* She was ... traveling, carrying a child, and with child, herself. We found her, quite wounded, and took them in. And her kinswoman as well, Haladreth... was worse off.
Elladan: We nursed them back to health. SOMEONE decided to get a case of nursemaids crush.
Aragorn: *darkly* The wraith. This matches..other reports I've gotten. We lost a good half-dozen Rangers..
Elladan: *glances at Elrohir, wondering if now is a good time to mention Farandren's sword* We had him captured for a time, it was my hope that we could hang him by his skivvies from Meduseld.
Elladan: Unfortunately, the wraith has wiles these days, and decided to lure someone in to free him. But before that, we found the ring...
Elrohir: ...it was obvious he had killed Farandren, too.
Elrohir: I gave that to her, the day after we wed. *adds this, softly*
Elladan: Yes, and then - wait, WED!?
Aragorn: *nods his head, taking all that in stride* And now Lord Celeborn follows him. I pray all goes well.
Elrohir: Yes, WED, and brother let me just say that you are missing out on something very, very much more fun than wraith burning.
Aragorn: Indeed.
Elladan: *snorts* Yes well... *bites back the 'I hope it was worth it' part of that, and sighs* Yes, Daerada goes after him. But he IS an accomplished warrior.
Aragorn: I would not worry overly much about Celeborn.
Elrohir: I hope he does not kill that thing, though. There is a bit more of the setting aflame and dangling off towers I wish to do to him.
Aragorn: He is a bit more practical than the two of you combined *wink*
Elladan: I should hope so! He IS married to Daernaneth after all.
Aragorn: And braver than all of us.
Elrohir: Much, much braver than all of us.
Elladan: I saw her scold him once. Right in front of everyone!
Elrohir: He just... stood there. It was amazing.
Elladan: Daerada has a spine reinforced with Mithril *nods*
Aragorn: *nods his head, thinks Celeborn has BALLS*
Aragorn: The healing houses could do without you. If you'd like I'll send for someone to escourt you to the Citadel.
Elrohir: Are we being kicked out?
Elladan: Nay, he is still healing and I won't have him jostled about.
Aragorn: I think he can heal better there.
Elrohir: *eyes Aragorn* you have some other reason for sneaking us up to the Citadel.
Elladan: Tricky Estel.
Aragorn: Other reasons? *feigns innocence* Perhaps you'd like to see your very pregnant sister!
Elladan: How pregnant is VERY pregnant?
Elrohir: Is she bigger than Minas Tirith yet?
Aragorn: Why don't you ask her that yourselves?
Elladan: Have you met the people who run this place, Estel?
Elrohir: Ada should have had them around to ward you off of Arwen, it would have been most successful.
Aragorn: Oh? Pray tell tell me more?
Elladan: It is nearly impossible to sneak anyone injured out of here.
Elrohir: HE barely escaped, and his wound is nearly healed!
Aragorn: *laughs* I am the king. *matter of factly*
Elrohir: Oh you are? I hadn't noticed that at your coronation.
Elladan: Nay that was not him, it was that other smelly ranger.
Aragorn: *grins**ruffles their hair*
Elrohir: *grins, ducks head* We must sneak out, like the olden times.
Elladan: Do I get to flirt with the healing woman to set her on the wrong path?
Aragorn: I dare you to try
Elladan: .... nay, really? That bad?
Aragorn: *laugh*
Elrohir: Your little red-headed friend would be quite put out at you... what did you decide to call her? Iavawen?
Elladan: *feels his ear-tips getting pink again* She is not mine. And that was a secret. How did you know about that!?
Elrohir: You moan it, sometimes, in your sleep.
Aragorn: *raises eyebrows*
Elladan: ... I do not.
Elladan: Nothing is to come of that! So there is no point in dwelling on it. Now. Shall we escape and go see our incredibly HUGE pregnant sister?
Elrohir: Some one of you is going to have to carry me like as if I was a little girl. *smirks*
Aragorn: And why not? I'd certainly love to marry you off *grin*
Aragorn: and I nominate the crossdresser.
Elladan: Of course you do. *rolls his eyes* *hops up from his chair, and starts packing up their things* Then you shall be the pack mule, as you smell enough like one and seem to be furry enough as well.
Aragorn: *grins, gathers their things*
Elrohir: *just watches all this, really lacking in other things to do at this point*
Elladan: *picks his brother up, gently* And off we go!
Aragorn: *leads them off, like some sort of royal procession*