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*wakes up, yawns, stretches, snuggles blanket closer, glances over at the bed, freezes*
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I am not used to this. I am not used to being...stared at, like that, for my body, not for my clothing or my "foreign" appearance. I am not used to wanting to retreat, to hide like a rabbit, rather than to confront and attack. I am not used to this. I do not like it.*wraps up in a blanket and slouches down in a chair by the fire, trying to ( Read more... ) -
*climbs down off of the roof*
There. Done. All angst -- pppft! -- gone.
I have used the past week very well. See? I have picked up more local jargon (ie. "picked up," "jargon") and worked on useful grammar like "have," "would," and "should." I am still confused when I should use "ie." (see above) and when I should use "eg." but my mun does not care know either, so it is ( Read more... ) -
My life seems to be lived through other people's journals...
- Spoke to Luthien and Beruthiel about my situation
- Luthien and Beruthiel spoke to Boromir on my behalf
- Halbarad was asking for me...
- Luthien let me out (and removed an arrowhead, ow)
- Visited Halbarad in the company of others
- Then again, and was left alone with himAnd now...? Now I am...very confused. o.O Luthien is letting me stay in her ( Read more... )
- Spoke to Luthien and Beruthiel about my situation
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I had this coming, didn't I.
The sun rises and I am still alive despite all. But I am not sure this is such a good thing. I wonder how the northmen prefer to execute assassins...? To say nothing of the elves...
I wonder how that stupid ranger is doing?
*stares moodily out at the rain through a window that, though not barred, is high enough to require none*
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I should be out of the city by now.
True, no one can connect me to what happened to Lord Faramir -- he is dead, and there are no witnesses -- but there are two men who will remember that I was in the Quarters at the time. Connections will be made...
*sigh* But I am still here. And, worse, because I cannot seem to extricate myself from the company of the very two men who might ( Read more... ) -
... This was not what I had in mind for today.
*emerges blinking from the network of crumbling cellars beneath the Steward's Quarters, dark robes floured with dust and a heavily bleeding Halbarad draped around one shoulder -- hopefully, Gorlim is close behind ( Read more... ) -
How large IS this infernal palace?
I must have taken a wrong turn, for I have found myself below the living levels once more. The shifts caused by the quake have disrupted my mental map. I am not lost, but I find I must take a different route to return to the streets above ( Read more... )