Wulfred (![]() ![]() @ 2008-05-13 20:27:00 |
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Entry tags: | elladan, elrohir, feorcwen, wulfred |
Who: Wulfred, Feorcwen, Elladan and Elrohir
Where: The Citadel
When: Right after tehgirlsecks
What: They confuse the twins!
Wulf: ::is a little rumpled looking::
Cwen: *is searching for her dress, finally finds it on the other side of the room* where do you think they are staying?
Wulf: Mmm. I do not know. With their family? I don't know where that would be, though.
Cwen: Likely the citadel. *pulls her dress on and straightens her hair**looks about as rumpled XD*
Wulf: ::her own dress had been in an easier to reach place, amazingly:: That makes sense.
Cwen: *finally looks passable* Lets go talk to them, then >.>
Wulf: ::grins:: All right.
Elladan: *feels impending doom*
Cwen: *heads out of the inn room, and walks with Wulfred up to the Citadel*
Elrohir: ... Why do I suddenly feel the need to get on my horse and ride out of here? >.>
Wulf: ::follows. gazes like O.O at all the stuff::
Cwen: *flutters her eyes, and they're let inside**asks a servant, and gets directions!*
Elladan: *is leaning back in a chair in the dining hall, smoking pipeweed*
Elrohir: *sharpening sword and smoking at the same time, showoff*
Wulf: ::kind of lurking behind Cwen at the moment. still goggling at the place::
Cwen: *peers into the dining hall, wow, it's huge!**not as impressive as Medulseld, but close >.>
Wulf: ::is like 'Bema, this place is big'::
Cwen: Wow...*pulls her in, and looks around**blinks* There they are.
Wulf: ::spots elf twins. grins::
Elladan: *makes a smoke arrow, sends it in Elrohir's direction*
Elrohir: *rolls his eyes, cuts the arrow with his sword*
Cwen: *makes an impressed sound as they get closer!*
Wulf: ::grins. also eyes the sword because, hey, weapons are neat::
Elladan: *tilts his head a bit, then turns and blows a smoke arrow in their direction!*
Elrohir: *just shakes his head* Show off.
Cwen: Hello..
Wulf: ::grins::
Cwen: *half hiding behind Wulf*
Wulf: Is your sister settled in well?
Elladan: *grins* 'Lo! Do not be shy, we won't bite you.
Cwen: *wonders if wulf WANTS that >.>*
Elrohir: Indeed! Humming and sparkly and already decorating her rooms. I think she means to get this place looking a bit less like only men have ever lived here.
Cwen: It needs it.
Elladan: And snogging the King, let's not forget that.
Wulf: ::grins and flushes slightly::
Elrohir: *snorts* Needs more trees.
Elladan: YOU were the one who decided to live here. *makes a face at him*
Elrohir: Do you ladies want some rolls?
Elladan: They're fresh!
Wulf: I would like one. ::did use a nice bit of energy up earlier::
Cwen: I'd like one, please..
Elrohir: *can smell it* *SO is not saying anything though*
Cwen: *keeps looking at Elrohir**was right, his hair does look longer! XD*
Elladan: *sets his pipe down and passes the basket forward* And there is jam, and butter, and... I have no idea what this orange stuff is, but it comes from the south.
Wulf: ::nudges her. mouths 'you are so looking'::
Elrohir: It's bitter and tastes horrible.
Wulf: I will not have the orange stuff, then.
Elladan: I wouldn't reccomend it, no. Estel seems to enjoy it, but he likes all sorts of nasty things. *wrinkles his nose*
Elrohir: And never shaves, have you noticed how scruffy he's gotten?
Elladan: *snorts* Mortals and their facial hair.
Cwen: *nudges her back like 'you're looking at the more cheerful one!'!**munches on roll*
Elrohir: We should tie him down and shave him! *mischevious grin of evil plotting*
Wulf: ::rolls her eyes and eats a roll:: Mm, these are good.
Elladan: *looks at him like 'no plotting in front of the womens!'*
Cwen: Tie down the king of Gondor and shave him? *almost grins at that*
Elladan: Well he IS due for it.
Elrohir: It's his fault for allowing us to stay. *points this out while putting his sword away*
Elladan: And he IS stealing our sister away to misery and certain death.
Elrohir: Not to mention years in THIS place.
Elladan: *nodnods!* We definitely need to pin him and shave him.
Wulf: ::chews. doesn't exactly understand the "misery and death" bit::
Elrohir: *gets another roll from the basket, breaks it open and butters it, then hands it to Cwen* Here, try it with butter.
Elladan: *mimics Elrohir and picks his pipe back up, rolls his eyes then winks at Wulfred*
Wulf: ::grins and flushes at the wink::
Cwen: *smiles, butters, gets some on her decolletage*
Cwen: *sits next to Elrohir* I'm Feorcwen, this is Wulfred.
Wulf: I met you ::gestures at Elladan:: during battle... ::looked rather more like a boy from the armor and helm then, though::
Wulf: ::also, glances at the fallen butter::
Elrohir: *isn't staring at decolletage, isn't staring, nope... * *nods, then nods again* I remember Wulfred, you're new though.
Elladan: *squints at Wulfred like he's trying to place her* *then grins and claps her on the shoulder* You DID look familiar! I was telling Elrohir that on the ride up!
Cwen: *blushes and wipes the butter off!* We're freonds. *nods*
Elrohir: He wouldn't shut UP about it on the ride up.
Elladan: Freonds in which rohirric sense of the word? *winks and takes a long draw off his pipe* *already knows the answer, though*
Cwen: *flushes a bit* In the close as sisters sort of way.
Elrohir: *arches a brow*
Elladan: *trades a look with his brother that's the modern equivalent of 'yeah, right'*
Wulf: ::blinks at Elladan:: I am glad you remember me. ::blinks at Elladan, pointedly ignores the question::
Cwen: Don't do that with your brow *pokes Rohir* You look like your horrid father.
Elrohir: *snorts* Ada likes being threatening and horrible, but he's really much more like a squishy telpy-bear when you get to know him.
Elladan: Which you will not, since he despises mortals at the moment.
Elrohir: Always. I'm pretty sure the word you mean is always.
Elladan: *snorts* he had to like them at SOME point.
Wulf: Mm.
Cwen: *frowns*
Elladan: Just because Estel made Arwen all DOOM and... whatever, it doesn't matter. Ada regularly sours milk and makes elflings flee before him.
Wulf: ...can he really make milk go sour? o.o
Elrohir: But no one has ever compared me to him before, in such an awful way. *wrinkles his brow*
Elladan: That's what they were saying in the Westfold before we headed to Edoras.
Wulf: ...ah.
Elladan: *looks dead serious!*
Cwen: *eyes them both*
Elrohir: *shrugs* Elladan looks more like him anyway.
Elrohir: *smirks*
Wulf: ::eats another roll. squints at twins::
Elladan: *snorts!* I do not.
Elladan: Arwen looks the most like him. *nods sagely*
Cwen: That's an insult to her royal..queenlyalmostness.
Elrohir: *snorts* SHE is the one who decided to be his favorite and then get married off to a King.
Elladan: He will sulk for the next three Yeni.
Elrohir: Only three?
Elladan: Alright, possibly all eternity.
Wulf: ::eats and looks puzzled::
Elrohir: ... And we'll have to put up with it, while she gets married and has fun and wears pretty dresses and things.
Elladan: *wrinkles his nose* Did you want to wear pretty dresses?
Elladan: Ada wears them all the time, but I think you'd just look more like him!
Cwen: *snerks*
Elrohir: *>.<*
Elrohir: I do NOT look like ADA ><
Elladan: You DO especially when you get that LOOK of DOOM on your FACE.
Elladan: *grins*
Cwen: *blurts* You look cuter.
Twins in unison: o.O
Wulf: ::hisses triumphantly:: I knew you were looking!
Cwen: I WAS NOT!
Wulf: Then how can you tell which is cuter to you?
Elladan: *laughs nervously* Oh nay. We aren't cute, we can't even get hobbit women to look at us.
Elrohir: What would you DO with one if it did!? o.O
Wulf: ...::ponders height differences::
Elladan: She. And I'd have her cook me stuff.
Cwen: You look at him! *points at Elladan!*
Wulf: ::splutters::
Elrohir: *shrugs, looks at the two women*
Elladan: *looks at them, too, then looks at Elrohir, and shares a look with him*
Elrohir: *gets up* Well... I... need to report to Faramir for some work to do.
Elladan: *gives him a scathing look just for coming up with an excuse to flee before him*
Cwen: *flushes* I'mgoingto...lookaroundsomemore *flees before anyone else can!*
Wulf: ::finishes her roll. wonders if the men are trying to escape them. then blinks when Cwen leaves::
Elrohir: *watches Cwen flee and almost catches himself fleeing after her*
Elrohir: *has a very confused look on his face*
Wulf: ::sighs:: I should...probably go after her...
Elladan: ... Well... ... yes, probably.
Elladan: Citadel is a huge place, and easy to get lost in.
Wulf: I will...go find her then. It was good to see you, and thank you for the rolls.
Elladan: Come and see us anytime, we'll be here for a while and always try to be entertaining. *winks at her*
Elladan: *apparently has no problem flirting, but can't take being flirted with in return*
Wulf: ::grins and flushes:: I'll do that. ::leaves. runs after her freond::
Elrohir: *can't decide if he wants to frown at his brother for encouraging her or smirk at how big an idiot he's being*
Elrohir: *watches her go, then mimics* 'We'll be here for a while' *and pretends to fall all over someone* Why not just go mortal and take her right on the table!?
Elladan: You wanted to lick that butter off that other one's breast, and you KNOW it.
Elrohir: Well ... yes ... NO! ... ... .... *mutters an elven curse*
Elladan: "Oh Feorcwen, let me get you another roll, oh let me butter it for you, so I can watch you lick the butter off...."
Elladan: *flutters his eyelashes at Elrohir*
Elrohir: *throws a roll at his head*
Elladan: Ow!
Elrohir: Oh please, ARWEN made these rolls, they're too squishy to hurt.
Elladan: *mutters, tosses a roll at HIS head*
Elrohir: *jumps the table and pounces him* Don't make me find something HARD to hit you with.
Elladan: Bah! *rolls, struggles, wins!* *Squats on his stomach* Do you submit?
Elrohir: *snorts* Has the world ended yet?
Elladan: *musses up his brother's hair* Admit it, you think she's cute.
Elrohir: Get off of me, you horse's arse, are you SURE we have the same mother!?
Elladan: *grins, sits crosslegged* AND the same father.
Elladan: Now repeat after me, Elrohir. "I like the smelly mortal. I think she's cute. I want to lick butter off of her ample bosom. And possibly steal a lock of her hair to hide against my breast on long journeys."
Elrohir: *glares* You were staring at the redhead, I noticed.
Elrohir: Wulfred. Didn't she save your arse once? Did you want to return the favor?
Elladan: *narrows his eyes*
Elladan: IF I was returning the favor it would be by saving her arse, not by giving her... other.. favors.
Elladan: Unlike YOU, who want to lick butter off of things!
Elrohir: I NEVER SAID I WANTED TO LICK BUTTER OFF OF HER THINGS ><
Elrohir: Anyway they're clearly licking butter of of eachOTHER's things, so...
Elladan: *looks a bit crestfallen* Yes, I did notice that.
Elrohir: Best to leave that alone, gwanur. Eru only knows how messed up that could get, right?
Elladan: Who said I wanted to mess with it?
Elladan: I didn't.
Elladan: *gets up, and helps him up* Come on, I need to shoot things.You know you want to. Legitmate excuse to get touchy with your brother if you all share beds!
Elrohir: *rolls his eyes, grabs his quiver* Right, of course you didn't. I've been your twin for HOW long now?
Elladan: Entirely too long, some days. *says this cheerfully and heads out to go put holes in things!*
Elrohir: *leaves mess of rolls all over floor for someone else to clean!*