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mark12_30 · 03-18-2003, 11:24 AM

ooc: will leapfrog as needed.

That mid-morning, Gamba and Maura were seen deep in conversation for ten minutes. Gamba left with a strange mix of emotions on his face, and went to find Lindo and the braided hobbits. They went off to the barn, with one teenager always standing guard at the stall door. A heated debate ensued between thr four teenagers, with Lindo officiating.
Gamba won.

"All right, then. We'll have to recruit some other kids, and you ought to know by now that I'm not good at introducing myself."

The braided hobbits all laughed.

"So you guys are going to have to do the recruiting, " Gamba continued. "I'll run it once we're ready, but you build the team. Agreed?"

Gamba jumped as a thought was pressed into his mind. Agreed, Retya replied.

Gamba stared at him. "How'd you do that?"

"Do you want to learn?" Lindo asked.

"Mmmm... maybe, " Gamba replied. "But now, I guess I've got to go work on the shelter I broke. See you all back here tonight. Wait-- whose horse is that?" He had just heard 'Falmar snorting in her stall.

"'Falmar belongs to Piosenniel, " replied Lindo.

"Guess I get to go and see her first, " Gamba sighed, and headed back to the Inn.

He'll come around, Lindo thought. The braided hobbits all shared a smile after Gamba left, and then they went to the Inn to get directions from Frodo.

***************

Piosenniel looked up as a shadow crossed the threshold. Before her stood Gamba, face flushed, head down, fists jammed deep into his pockets. He leaned against the door jamb, and crossed one foot over the other, and curled his toes. Then he pressed his fists still deeper into the pockets. Pio imagined what Cami would say about the strain on the breeches, and stifled a smile.

"Hi, Bird. Hi, Pio. Mmmm.... I'm... mmm.. really sorry I broke your house, Pio. And... Mithadan says it wasn't you that locked me in that room. Some guy named Lorien did and I should be mad at him, not you. Ummmm... and so I'm sorry for all the mean things I said. And I'm sorry I blamed you. I'm sorry."

He swiped a sleeve over his flaming face, fidgeted with his bare feet from left to right and back again, and miserably wondered whether she would reply.

Suspecting that she might not reply, he slowly began leaning his weight towards his escape route back down the hallway.

[ March 18, 2003: Message edited by: mark12_30 ]

03-18-2003, 11:24 AM	#228
mark12_30 Stormdancer of Doom Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: Elvish singing is not a thing to miss, in June under the stars Posts: 4,349	ooc: will leapfrog as needed. That mid-morning, Gamba and Maura were seen deep in conversation for ten minutes. Gamba left with a strange mix of emotions on his face, and went to find Lindo and the braided hobbits. They went off to the barn, with one teenager always standing guard at the stall door. A heated debate ensued between thr four teenagers, with Lindo officiating. Gamba won. "All right, then. We'll have to recruit some other kids, and you ought to know by now that I'm not good at introducing myself." The braided hobbits all laughed. "So you guys are going to have to do the recruiting, " Gamba continued. "I'll run it once we're ready, but you build the team. Agreed?" Gamba jumped as a thought was pressed into his mind. Agreed, Retya replied. Gamba stared at him. "How'd you do that?" "Do you want to learn?" Lindo asked. "Mmmm... maybe, " Gamba replied. "But now, I guess I've got to go work on the shelter I broke. See you all back here tonight. Wait-- whose horse is that?" He had just heard 'Falmar snorting in her stall. "'Falmar belongs to Piosenniel, " replied Lindo. "Guess I get to go and see her first, " Gamba sighed, and headed back to the Inn. He'll come around, Lindo thought. The braided hobbits all shared a smile after Gamba left, and then they went to the Inn to get directions from Frodo. *************** Piosenniel looked up as a shadow crossed the threshold. Before her stood Gamba, face flushed, head down, fists jammed deep into his pockets. He leaned against the door jamb, and crossed one foot over the other, and curled his toes. Then he pressed his fists still deeper into the pockets. Pio imagined what Cami would say about the strain on the breeches, and stifled a smile. "Hi, Bird. Hi, Pio. Mmmm.... I'm... mmm.. really sorry I broke your house, Pio. And... Mithadan says it wasn't you that locked me in that room. Some guy named Lorien did and I should be mad at him, not you. Ummmm... and so I'm sorry for all the mean things I said. And I'm sorry I blamed you. I'm sorry." He swiped a sleeve over his flaming face, fidgeted with his bare feet from left to right and back again, and miserably wondered whether she would reply. Suspecting that she might not reply, he slowly began leaning his weight towards his escape route back down the hallway. [ March 18, 2003: Message edited by: mark12_30 ] __________________ ...down to the water to see the elves dance and sing upon the midsummer's eve.