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Post by Ims on Jan 21, 2004 13:53:32 GMT
*Sitting down with a sigh at the edge of the table, she gives him a bemused look, wondering how many other inanimate objects he'll be talking too...*
Careful you dob't knock the libble star off the tob...
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Post by Elven Star on Jan 21, 2004 18:23:30 GMT
*Elv came back to the celebration, she had changed her clothes while she was a way and returned in her usual dress. She watched Legolas A while before droping in to a seat beside Im.*
What happed to him?
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Post by Imrel on Jan 22, 2004 3:24:20 GMT
He god ibto a drinkig contes' with Khamul. And won. We except hib to returb to Earth id a few days...
*Im looks 'round to Elv, and gives her a small smile (obstructed somewhat by her hand still covering her nose.)*
Oh, you changed clothes. Cab't beat the classic look, huh?
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Post by Elven Star on Jan 22, 2004 21:32:35 GMT
*Elv cast a worried glace in Legolas' way before looking at Im with worry on her face.*
You've hurt your self...
*She tried to get a better look at Im's nose.*
Nothing serious I hope...
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Post by Legolas Greenleaf on Jan 23, 2004 0:07:21 GMT
*Legolas runs rather ungracefully to the table, stopping abruptly in front of Im and Elv.*
Helloooooooooo, ladies! Lookit whaddaybrought...
*He gives Im a clean tablecloth and grins broadly, his eyelids already starting to droop.*
Ah gaave yous a HANKEY! Use da hankey so it don't hurt... Use it!
*Turning to Elv, he bows slightly, awkwardly.*
I'ff not seen yous in a whiiile... where youbin??
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Post by Elven Star on Jan 23, 2004 1:37:31 GMT
*Elv gave a slow shake of her head and smiled at Legolas.*
I went to change... Uh... You might want to sit down... You dont look so good...
*Elv eas slightly worried the elf was going to hurt him self but more worried he was going to pass out.*
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Post by Legolas Greenleaf on Jan 23, 2004 2:02:28 GMT
*The prince makes a noise of disbelief and wavers on his feet; he remains standing, though, and that in itself is a feat.*
I can sstay ssssstandin' jus' fine... you look ver' purty anyhow...
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Post by Ims on Jan 23, 2004 14:37:49 GMT
*Imrel sighs, shaking her head as well.*
Yes, since whed has the Pince of Mirkwood needed to take anybody's advice...
*Tutting at the sorry looking table cloth crumpled on the floor, she wipes the blood on her hand off on her other sleeve and reaches down to pick it up. She glances to a very unsteady looking Legolas and speaks to him entreatingly.*
Won't you please cub sit with us, Legolas?
*Needless to say, she doesn't hold much faith in his current ability to stay upright. She starts to neatly fold the cloth.*
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Post by Legolas Greenleaf on Jan 24, 2004 0:52:18 GMT
*The prince looks at Im, her nose still red-looking and probably sore. He takes a step towards her, kisses his finger and, with one eye closed and his tongue sticking out slightly from between his lips, he touches the tip of Imrel's nose with surprising gentleness. He stands back and admires his work, as if he had just miraculously healed a broken limb.*
Dere! You c'n feel bedder now...
*Wobbling over to them, he sits bewteen the ladies.*
Ooooh... seelookit, I sat. Mmmyep. Ah'm sleeepy...
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Post by The Witch King on Jan 24, 2004 20:01:01 GMT
*The Witch King had taken out his morgul dagger and was carving nazgul symbols into the wood of the table with a mopey face. Occasionally he raised his gaze to the sozzled Prince of Mirkwood and made disdainful noises.*
How come when I'm drunk I get dragged to the back door of the Prancing Pony and booted out into the night while when Legolas here gets 'trolleyed' all the lovely ladies fawn over him.
Humph..
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Post by Grubhosh on Jan 24, 2004 21:53:18 GMT
glad you think I'm lurvley m'lord
said Grubby emerging out from under the table. she'd got bored of watching Legolas and had gone to eat the steak.
the elf's funny when he's drunk, when you get pi**ed it's just embarasing.. especialy if you sing
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Post by Legolas Greenleaf on Jan 25, 2004 0:28:39 GMT
ooc: *asphyxiates*
bic: Yous gotta c'mere, Witchee! Da goo--*the prince gasps when he sees a remnant of his steak friend between Grubby's fingers*--FISHEE! WHAT'D YOO DO TO DA FISHEEE?!
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Post by Elven Star on Jan 25, 2004 1:25:47 GMT
*Elv droped her head on to the table with a sigh.*
Legolas you have got to be the first elf I've seen this smashed... You are surly going to be feeling this for a while too come...
*She raised her head when she heard witchy and then saw what he was doing.*
Why are you sitting over there by your self being bored? Get over here with the rest of us. But uh... Put that dagger a way first, please... Those things make me jumpy!
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Post by Imrel on Jan 25, 2004 2:40:15 GMT
*Slightly vexed, Im places a hand to her temple.*
Quick, Grubby, hide the steak before he tries to save it again...
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Post by Grubhosh on Jan 25, 2004 21:49:48 GMT
wha...
she noticed the bit of steak. without thinking she stuffed it in her mouth.she jumped on the table.
weren't your fishy, it was a distant cousin of his
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