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[ Frodo arrives rolling and tumbling across the floor.
There was a great shadow over him then, something with a terrible stench and legs too numerous to count. And now, light. He shields himself from the brightness and scoots back until he bumps against the wall, then scrambles to find shelter behind a couch. It hurts his eyes. The air is suddenly too clear, everything too clean. He fears it is a trick.
He speaks in a hush, afraid to alert the enemies but more afraid of being alone. ]
Sam? Where are you, Sam?
There was a great shadow over him then, something with a terrible stench and legs too numerous to count. And now, light. He shields himself from the brightness and scoots back until he bumps against the wall, then scrambles to find shelter behind a couch. It hurts his eyes. The air is suddenly too clear, everything too clean. He fears it is a trick.
He speaks in a hush, afraid to alert the enemies but more afraid of being alone. ]
Sam? Where are you, Sam?
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[For a moment, he has the sudden recollection of kissing Manfred here in the foyer.]
You will be safe though. As will any others from Middle Earth that find themselves here.
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And are these tricks more innocent than sinister?
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it's scandelous]Those that I have seen haven been innocent enough, so far.
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[ ooc; this is here in case you missed it, whenever you want :3 ]
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[Cough. Not discussing that.]
[ooc: oh, totally forgot about that! Thank you!]
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Did you come into any trouble because of the little figures?
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[Look at him, trying to avoid answering.]
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[He laughs though before shaking his head.]
Perhaps it was for him but not for me.
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Yes, it has been too long since laughs are lighter rather than of the morose sort. And you are generous then to have granted a good one for him!
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[Legolas looks a little smug.]
He certainly won't forget it.
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