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“A favor? 

    He threw my hand to a crocodile, the beast liked it so much, it’s followed me         ever since, licking its lips for the rest of me… 

               YOU CALL THAT A FAVOR?”

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“Stealing features, 

    each a diamond to be mined.”

{Captain} {Rules} {Mun}

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  Lending her full attention,crystal blue orbs studied the other student. An assortment of ash brown locks shuffled a crossed her shoulders. From what the small oil lamp illuminated was a figure of a student,male presumably. 

  Unfamiliar in appearance as well as title,Laina was only admitted weeks before. The undertaking of all that she was not present for was a heavy load. A task the youth was determined to master. No doubt surfaced for the headmasters for she had a soul of passion and never ending ambition.

   “ Laina,Lainathel Thorontus.” 

 Voiced the brunette,rising to her feet,hands remained on the table she recently sat at. Parting her lips to only furthermore speak. Words came to her tongue,curious of this newcomer. 

     “ Pray tell,have you come to study or perhaps remove from the library,for                     displaying an act of delinquency?”

↼♕⇀ Lucius hadn’t been able to sleep at all and instead of laying in bed all night, he needed to get up and do something. And the first thought that came to mind was to study since he was a bit behind. But despite the library being closed at night, it didn’t stop him from getting dressed and making his way down there. He wasn’t expecting anyone else to be in there since most people wanted to avoid the library. So he moved about without a care in the world. The plan was to grab the books he needed and settle in a corner for the time being. That way he would be good to go the next time a test came around. He heard the woman’s voice and it caught him off guard. It didn’t sound like any of the professors so he let out a deep breath. Lucius followed the sound of her voice and found where she was settled. “Lucius Malfoy.” He told her, raising an eyebrow. “And yourself?”

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  Feeling an uneasiness,presuming she was not alone in the dimly lite library. Eyes catching a glimpse of an ascending shadow crossing the shelves that hosted endless books. Turning her head ever so slightly,lending an alert ear. Guilt cleansed her mind,at such an hour the library was constricted,off limits. Lainathel flourished in intelligence,fancying reading most of all often more than wizardry. Finding late hours the grand time to be alone.

  “ Who lurks there?”

  Softly she beckoned,curious with a tinge of dismay. Finger pressed lightly upon the last letter she had previously read,to not lose her placement. 

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kittypimms:

[tagged by Taurielofstarlightblog, I tag anyone who wants to do it

1. Lord Elrond and Celebrian & Thranduil and his Queen are tied;; No gifs

2. Severus & Lily- Harry Potter ;; Not a huge fan of HP but this ship

Originally posted by always-merodeadora

3. Narcissa Malfoy & Lucius Malfoy- Harry Potter

Originally posted by imaybeobsessed94

4. Ned & Olive- Pushing Daisies

 5. Frollo & Esmeralda- The Hunchback of Notre Dame

Originally posted by africant

..6 would be Rodrigo Borgia and Guilia Farnese

Five Ships I’ll Go Down With

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Little Prince; 

Listening to his mother words, Legolas payed attention to both of her voice and the target he was aiming to. Taking a deep breath, feeling confident of himself and of the skills he was still earning, the young Prince remained quiet for a few more seconds, trying to adjust the arrow the right place.

He did as his mother said, closing one eye and focusing with the other. It was a couple of seconds after that he released the arrow, with her words in his mind, and although it did not hit the target in the center, it was close enough.

Proud of his new achievement, since it was the closest he ever got to the target since he started practicing, his sparkling bue eyes met his mother’s and a wide smile grew on his lips.

“Did you see it, Nana?” Legolas inquired eagerly. “I almost hit the target! It was so close!” Legolas then cheered, feeling happy but not completly satisfied with the results. “You will tell Ada I am getting better, will you not, Nana?”

Legolas was young, but he was alwaks in need of his father’s attention. It was hard to get so; He was King, and had a realm to watch over, so Legolas often did all with Lainathel. He just wished Thranduil would be there for him in those moments, like Lainathell was.

With ease she withdrawn her guiding hands to observe his steady hands form those of an natural born archer. Feeling the elven-ling grow to seek no more aid,independently without the teacher. A sense of accomplishment surrendered in her mind,a smile that beamed. Raising to her feet,a faint wind pressed by gently blowing through her fare colored hair. 

 Steadying focusing,hues following the flow of the arrow before it striked it’s position. Hand clasping together,astonished by the progress and the endless efforts. Legolas fancied archer more than others. 

    “ Press forth my ion-in,

              I am convince you will reach the target with much necessary practice.”

With trail and error,comes effort.

  Encouraging the prince with kind words.

A hand of reassurance placed upon the heir’s head. Tilting her head ever so slight,aware that the King is often preoccupied with concepts of precautions over the sanctuary. 

   “ I will be sure inform him, perchance he will desire to monitor your training.”

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To spare a comment of admiration was proven to be a difficult task,Abruptly halting her thoughts to gather them again. A dull tone seeped from her lips,expressing nothing more.  The words she would part with,were they considered a compliment? 

   “ Your dedication is relatively...commendable,yet what you strive for is unreasonable..” 

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couple replies tonight...

Will be on either @star-domed-elven-king or @greenwood-the-great

Tweaking the blogs,making icons and I have muse for Elrond tonight

I have my laptop back! I can trim posts without copying and pasting also I have all my other icons

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Son;

Legolas furrowed his eyebrows with his mother words; there was wisedom in them, that was certain, but his mother was once in danger and he would not allow it to happen, ever again. Walking closer to her, the Elven Prince nodded, his sky clear blue eyes then meeting hers, and he sighed after.

“I meant only to protect you and our realm.” Legolas replied calmly, eyeing the floor now. Perhaps it was wrong for him to mention such words when the other side claimed no war, and empty threats were made al the time. “Forgive me.”

The Prince apologized to The Queen, not eyeing her from then on, waiting for a reply from his mother.

 Sensing his good intentions,he was wise,though such powerful emotions could drive one to do unthinkable things,cloud the mind’s reasonable thoughts. Concerned for the heir to put himself in jeopardy,despite the fact he could conduct himself. A protecting mother she would be. 

                                   “ I know Ion-in, 

                              I put my faith in you..

                                        I only prefer to see you content.

                                                     Our kin will be unharmed.. ”

Caressing the his face,commanding his hues back to her own. To console,to encourage Legolas to stray from empty threats,rumors. Lainathel could not find strength to criticize,concealing her undying despair towards Orcs and the ever growing consuming,poisoning darkness. 

    “ You are always forgiven.” 

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“Oh, you’re not inconveniencing me,” Oropher smiled, looking up at her from his chair, placing his book in his lap. “And there’s no need to call me ‘sir’… what was it you needed?”

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Hands clasped before her,a nod present to confirm what the King had asked of. Hues caught wind of the literature he once was reading,feeling a sense of burden for drawing his attention away. Something tugged at the corners of her mouth expressing a soft smile.  

   With bravery the young elf spoke,holding faith both parental units will agree to such a betrothal. 

   “ I wish to seek your blessing,for the Prince Thranduil and I to bond.” 

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Captain of the Guard;

Tauriel eyed her wound and how the magic of elvish medicine was incredible. She felt slightly dazzled, like the poison was getting into her veins. She was unsure if she fade away for a couple of seconds, and then returned to the scenario where The Queen was treating her wound.

She tried to keep the pain hidden, it was fading, but for some reason it was stinging before it vanished like the pain wished to endure and end her. Thankfully, The Queen was proficient with the healing art, and Tauriel sighed in relief when she felt that the massive burning was gone.

It still stinged lightly, but she knew it would be alright.

“Diola lle… My Queen.”

She then closed her eyes, feeling too weak to keep them open.

  Observing Tauriel’s current behaviors all she could advise was rest as the aching took it’s toll on her vessel. Guiding her to a area of resting,asserting comfort. Acknowledging her gratitude with a simply nod,no words,words may encourage the captain to speak. Speaking should be minimal. 

Discarding of lose useless pieces and containers before returning the medicines to their rightful designations. Returning to her side,calmly taking a seat. Whispering ever so softly,a small command.

                   “ Rest..."

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Crouching down to the level her son stood,Lainathel assisted him in the fine arts of archery. Young and eager he was to grasp every aspect,to share hobbies with her heir was grand. Adjusting his stance before coaching him contently. Awaiting to see such progress. 

  “ Observe your target intently,hold your aim,then release when ready.”

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Working on replies when my focus returns,today is one of those lazy I don’t wanna do much days...

In the meantime; I am looking for Elladan and Elrohir,King Oropher,Bilbo Baggins and Lucius Malfoy role players. 

  I would love to interact with these characters! 

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“Anybody who’s foolish enough to threaten our family, vengeance will be mine!” - Mulan Sentence Starters @elfeyes

Mulan Sentence Starters;

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   The remark weighed what it felt like daggers in her heart. Threats were mere word unless acted upon. Legolas was misguided,evidently his reasoning was clouded. To exhaust such vitality on dishonest fabrications would be naive. 

  “ You conclude a threat with another? The peril it could bring is undiscovered.” 

 Resting a tranquil hand upon the shoulder of her heir,uneased by the hidden enmity similar to those of the King’s,unsound. To soothe the nerves of Legolas,the Queen attempted to put the matter in perspective,to achieve a sense of pace she longed for.  

   “ If opposing side takes combat than we shall defend. Unless that is proven do not stress my son.” 

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Captain of the Guard; 

Tauriel expression changed to a pained one; The fact that it was the Queen herself, and not any healer, that was dealing with her fatal wound, caused the Captain of the Guard to keep her pain trapped, burning her insides like fire and the worst part was that she could not escape it.

“I was reckless, My Queen.” She flinched at her touch, even thought it was a delicate one. “I apologize.”

She could only think, and think again, of how he caught her off guard. It was terrible and a shame.

After a couple of minutes, the wound seemed to get a lot better and she felt like it as well. Relief ran through her body, whilst the medicine took place and the last thing she remembers, is The Queen’s blue eyes on hers.

Dwelling with the techniques of healing she come to learn. In her youth she dealt with wounded animals as well as a few folk. Without fail Lainathel would see to it the injury would mend with relief. 

  “ I will not hear of it,a mere calamity....

                   I require you to not atone for this.” 

A solid tone,genuine,sincere protruded through. The Queen                                      was a magnanimous elf,even towards the                                                                  guard,feasible to assist when mandatory. 

Discussing said manner with no one of high stature,when a trail and error appeared. Concluding the session of curing,no words cascaded from the Queen,only a crescent smile was current. 

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Jareth;

Jareth nodded. “I do agree that this was a mistake, but I will try and return you home. I am Jareth, ruler of the Underground.”  Even if there was a reputation for those who were wished away to be taken by the ‘wicked Goblin King’, he was actually quite fair, especially if someone was sent her without his knowledge.

“ Then I greet you Jareth,ruler of the Underground. Despite the given circumstances. I am Queen Lainathel of the Woodland Realm.” 

Bowing her head elegantly with utmost respect. Overlooking the  misconception and trial of error. The misconduct would assuredly resolve in a harmonious manner. Still and all,Lainathel speculated how she crossed realms,had Jareth summoned the wood elf? 

     “ I will be ever be in your debt if I return safely.”