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paradisalogs2014-04-22 10:26 pm
itisourfight) wrote in paradisalogs2014-04-22 10:26 pm
Did he have an interdimensional portal down his trousers?
Who: Tauriel and YOU
What: Tauriel arrives in the castle
When: April 22
Where: Anywhere, really, she is out exploring so feel free to have your character run into her anywhere
Rating: Should stay PG
She blinked, and everything changed.
She could still feel her hand tingling where Kíli had touched it, but he was gone. Everything was gone. Had she somehow slipped into dreaming without noticing it? Had she truly been so exhausted?
It was true that the healing had taken a lot out of her, it was not truly her craft after all, but still...
No, no this was no dream. Her hands drew her knives from their sheaths and she instinctively glanced around to find her bow, but it was gone, as was everything else that had not been directly on her person. No enemy appeared to be about to leap at her just this second, but she still felt a little better holding something sharp and deadly as she examined the room.
It appeared to be just that, a room, and after a long moment of deliberation she carefully ventured out the door with the aim of understanding just where she had ended up, and if possible figuring out how.
What: Tauriel arrives in the castle
When: April 22
Where: Anywhere, really, she is out exploring so feel free to have your character run into her anywhere
Rating: Should stay PG
She blinked, and everything changed.
She could still feel her hand tingling where Kíli had touched it, but he was gone. Everything was gone. Had she somehow slipped into dreaming without noticing it? Had she truly been so exhausted?
It was true that the healing had taken a lot out of her, it was not truly her craft after all, but still...
No, no this was no dream. Her hands drew her knives from their sheaths and she instinctively glanced around to find her bow, but it was gone, as was everything else that had not been directly on her person. No enemy appeared to be about to leap at her just this second, but she still felt a little better holding something sharp and deadly as she examined the room.
It appeared to be just that, a room, and after a long moment of deliberation she carefully ventured out the door with the aim of understanding just where she had ended up, and if possible figuring out how.