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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
Join Date: Mar 2007
Location: Home. Where rolling green hills and clear rivers are practically my backyard.
Posts: 595
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Sitting down to breakfast, Mira felt much more tired then she would ever admit to anybody. Walking all day wasn't a usual pastime with her, but she knew that she was strong enough to get over it, but it might take a few days. She was feeling very talkative, since she was tired, so she listened into the 'mens' talk. Mira had already noticed the stranger in the inn, but she didn't think anything wrong about it.
When Bunny tripper over her foot, Mira blushed for her. She went even redder when Rudy started laughing. Well, she thought, at least he's in a good mood, but that doesn't give him a right to laugh at the poor dear. She noticed however, his speech to Bunny, and could tell from experience that he was apoligetic for laughing. She watched thoughtfully as Rudy addressed the stranger, and dearly hoped that no one had been right in thinking him dangerous. |
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Shade with a Blade
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"I can't believe he'd be trying to harm a big group like us."
"Well, of course, it IS unlikely," replied Brown. "But I've heard of hobbits going bad - turning burglar, or worse. I've even met a couple of rascally types myself. Once, when I was on the road to Long Cleeve, I was set upon by a couple of..." His voiced trailed off as he noticed the worried looks on the girls' faces. He leaned back and tried to look nonchalant as he studied the rafters. Assuming his best careless expression and shrugging, he said, "But there was no harm done, and we're certainly in no danger. As you say, Miss Peony, we're a large group - and you mustn't forget Snatch." Here his tone changed to one of mock seriousness. "He's quite the ferocious little beast, aren't you, Snatch? Anyway, I daresay I could handle two or three rascals, should any come our way. Set 'em to the rightabouts." He broke off, grinning and chuckling at the prospect of a good fight. |
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A Voice That Gainsayeth
Join Date: Nov 2006
Location: In that far land beyond the Sea
Posts: 7,431
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The young hobbit looked very nervous and even more confused after Bunny performed her tumble. Then Rudy appeared and started to talk to Bunny. During his speech, the stranger's eyes switched from Bunny to Rudy nervously, and it could be told from his expression that his brain is racking. But if the hobbit had any thought of quietly leaving while they were engaged in talk, it was soon dashed. Rudy turned towards him and spoke.
"Hello, sir." he said addressing the hobbit. "You may call me Rudy, and what should I call you?" The tweenager's face was once again red as if he just came out of warm bath. "He-hello," he stammered. He had "My name is Mi-Michael." He blushed even more, his face now resembling a dead ripe tomato. "Michael Smallburrow. It's - it's not that I have been following you, miss... sir... I... only remembered I have to visit my friend who lives here..." He quickly turned away and quaffed off his cup. This way, Bunny and Rudy could not see his teeth was rattling. And what they definitely could not see was the lone traveler's inner struggle: he did not know what to say, how to act now that he was discovered. Of course he had been following them. But what in the Shire did he think? He did not know clearly himself. He was curious, yes, after he heard, back there on the road... and then... but what now? What to do now? His temptation was to just leave it be, forget the group... talk himself out of it and disappear... if only he could... he knew well that that they won't belive him, sure they won't, sure they won't... and now he was already in it... And then, there was the opposite urge. But he was not courageous enough to tell them, it didn't even cross his mind. Now he wished he did not lie a moment ago. He had no friend at Budgeford whom he should visit. But any possibility of continuing the discussion was ruined now. They will simply say "Ah, so you are just visiting your friend, sorry then", and go away. Why, why did he lie? He will never see them again. And besides that, he felt guilty of lying. He did not lie often, but in situations like that it happened before he could have enough time to think... And what should he tell them now? He could no longer pretend to be drinking from an empty cup. Please, he thought, let them say something! |
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Itinerant Songster
Join Date: Jan 2002
Location: The Edge of Faerie
Posts: 7,066
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Snatch
Snatch sniffed fear and trouble, and it came from that hobbit over there. The one with the heat in his face. When Rudy went got up and went over to him, Snatch came up behind. He quieted his mutterings while Rudy barked at the heated hobbit the odd tonguish way hobbits had.
When the heated up hobbit answered Rudy, his wimperings were a bad sign. A real bad sign. Fear! Fear! Fear! This hobbit was trouble! Snatch set his ears back and his tail high, his four legs wide apart, and bared his teeth. He gave warning the best he knew how, with a long drawn out and sinister growl. He knew it was one of his best. Last edited by littlemanpoet; 05-02-2008 at 07:50 PM. |
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Twisted Taleswapper
Join Date: Dec 2005
Location: somewhere between sanity and insanity
Posts: 1,706
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Bunny was not at all satisfied with the strangers reply. His expression was startled and his face was too flush to be not falsifying something. With a dissatisfied "hum" Bunny eyed the hobbit up and down, then reached and scratched Snatch on the head and said "good boy"! Looking Rudy in the eye she signaled for him to follow her back to the table. With another puff and a bit of a snarl from Snatch Rudy motioned for him to follow them as well.
Back at the table Bunny said almost in a whisper"He cannot be trusted I fear" , with a smile still on her face. " Our surroundings we must be more aware of too. So mind your tone and volume" I think we should slightly alter our route North, so as we can find out if Mr. Micheal is indeed up to no good. Thank goodness for Snatch! I am sure he will alert us on the road if Micheal or anyone else for that matter comes near." "Let us not linger 'ere too long. My belly is full and I feel rested enough. Is everyone else almost ready to go?" |
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Itinerant Songster
Join Date: Jan 2002
Location: The Edge of Faerie
Posts: 7,066
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Gaffer Hugo was proud of Snatch. Smart dog! And hearing Bunny favor his pet made him feel warm all over. He decided that he rather liked his granddaughter's friend, even if she was prone to trip on her own hairy feet and get into other scrapes.
When Hugo heard Bunny's question he smirked. "Go? This early? Why, I haven't even had my third helping of bacon yet! What's the rush, Bunny?" Last edited by littlemanpoet; 05-03-2008 at 06:59 AM. |
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Shady She-Penguin
Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: In a far land beyond the Sea
Posts: 8,093
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"And I haven't finished my cup of tea," Tansy added, but smiled at her young friend. "Look, Bunny, I don't think we should be so worried about that guy." She screwed up her eyes a bit. After her eyesight had got worse in her tweens, she had learned to pay attention to people's postures and ways of moving if they were too far away for her to make out their exact facial expression.
Tansy looked at her younger friend and smiled. "I think he looks just a bit nervous and frightened, poor boy. I have no idea why he was following us - if he even was, I didn't notice it but I take your word for it - but I doubt his reasons are sinister. I'm inclined to agree with Peony - that lad would be very silly if he was planning to attack us in any way, one against seven hobbits, a dog and a pony." She couldn't help grinning at her own words when she added the pony to the list. She felt silly but she hadn't been on such a careless mood for a while. And for sure, the stranger was nothing she would worry about. She took a sip of tea. It was good tea with nice touch of nettle and raspberry. She decided to make a fair share of raspberry tea when she got home, she had forgotten how good it was. And nettle too. Nettle soup would be excellent. "But how can we know he's alone?" Brown asked, interrupting her musings. "We cannot," Tansy replied calmly, flashing a smile at him, "but if we have to continue on this topic, I'd rather talk with him than about him. I say we either finish our breakfast and continue as if nothing had happened, or - if he really troubles you so much - invite him to our table and ask him some questions. But let's not frighten him any more than we have this far. He seems like a sensitive case." A mischevious glint came to her eyes. "Maybe Brown could even offer him a pint?" |
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