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piosenniel · 04-22-2003, 02:27 PM

Frustrated by her inability to go after the two Hobbits herself, Pio sat in her chair, fuming. ‘Eriador be damned!’ she muttered out loud. She wished herself away from here . . . far away, and out on the open sea.

Her mood had not much improved when Cami came to see her. In fact, it darkened again, as she listened to Cami say how she really couldn’t see what could be done by her or Maura. Couldn’t Pio just contact Mithadan to let him know what was happening, she had asked. It was an innocent enough question, but it touched a nerve, and the Elf rounded on her.

‘And why should Mithadan have to contend with any more Hobbit problems. Or for that matter why should I? I am sick with worry that his children will never see him; that I will never see him again . . .’ Pio’s voice cracked, and she willed herself not to cry.

Cami, a look of horror on her face at the Elf’s words, stood stunned before her.

Collecting herself as best she could, Pio took her friend by the hand and bade her sit down in the empty chair next to her. She spoke to her of the conversation that she and Mithadan had had just before he left the Inn, and gave a bare outline of his plan to find the men responsible for the kidnappings. She was, she said, clinging on to the hope that all would work out well and that the problem would soon resolve.

But it was a thin thread that held up such hope, and it had snapped when she found out Gilly and Rose had gone after Mithadan and Bird in what seemed to her a dangerously foolish move.

‘I know they meant well,’ she said, her grey eyes gone dark. ‘But I swear that if they have put him in greater peril by their ill-thought actions, they will both pay a dire price for it.’ She regretted the words as soon as they left her lips.

Pio moved uncomfortably in her chair. She felt as if a giant band were tightening itself about her middle. Her breath was driven from her as the discomfort grew greater and then slowly relaxed.

‘I need to rest, I think.’ Face gone pale, Pio stood and saw Cami to the door. ‘Go home to your Maura, Cami, and to little Holly, and your son to be. Cherish them while you can . . .’

[ April 24, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ]

04-22-2003, 02:27 PM	#331
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	Frustrated by her inability to go after the two Hobbits herself, Pio sat in her chair, fuming. ‘Eriador be damned!’ she muttered out loud. She wished herself away from here . . . far away, and out on the open sea. Her mood had not much improved when Cami came to see her. In fact, it darkened again, as she listened to Cami say how she really couldn’t see what could be done by her or Maura. Couldn’t Pio just contact Mithadan to let him know what was happening, she had asked. It was an innocent enough question, but it touched a nerve, and the Elf rounded on her. ‘And why should Mithadan have to contend with any more Hobbit problems. Or for that matter why should I? I am sick with worry that his children will never see him; that I will never see him again . . .’ Pio’s voice cracked, and she willed herself not to cry. Cami, a look of horror on her face at the Elf’s words, stood stunned before her. Collecting herself as best she could, Pio took her friend by the hand and bade her sit down in the empty chair next to her. She spoke to her of the conversation that she and Mithadan had had just before he left the Inn, and gave a bare outline of his plan to find the men responsible for the kidnappings. She was, she said, clinging on to the hope that all would work out well and that the problem would soon resolve. But it was a thin thread that held up such hope, and it had snapped when she found out Gilly and Rose had gone after Mithadan and Bird in what seemed to her a dangerously foolish move. ‘I know they meant well,’ she said, her grey eyes gone dark. ‘But I swear that if they have put him in greater peril by their ill-thought actions, they will both pay a dire price for it.’ She regretted the words as soon as they left her lips. Pio moved uncomfortably in her chair. She felt as if a giant band were tightening itself about her middle. Her breath was driven from her as the discomfort grew greater and then slowly relaxed. ‘I need to rest, I think.’ Face gone pale, Pio stood and saw Cami to the door. ‘Go home to your Maura, Cami, and to little Holly, and your son to be. Cherish them while you can . . .’ [ April 24, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ] __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.