How's It Hangin' Bro? (set in an AU Rivendell 2500 TA)
Feb 26, 2018 14:11:26 GMT -5
Post by Elladan on Feb 26, 2018 14:11:26 GMT -5
There was a certain private, out-of-the-way place where Elladan often liked to go – to sit, and read, or practice the harp….but mostly to dream about good looking elves….. It was true, he loved to be the center of attention, especially when certain elves were around – those he liked to flirt with, and tease…sometimes - more….well, not that that occurred “in company.” Not usually anyway…
But he also was happy to keep his own company. He was good at keeping himself amused with his various interests. Life was not all about mucking about Middle Earth, knee deep in mud, or snow, or orc blood. Sometimes Dan got quite sick of all the inconvenient, uncomfortable and often inhospitable places he was required to camp out in. He was all about lopping off orc heads, or trying to get the down-lo on old Sourpuss Sauron. But sometimes…he just needed a break.
There was much more fun to be had, if you knew where to find it. And he did. He was always stoked, thinking about getting back to Rivendell. There would be the obligatory reunion meals with the rents, and his lil sis, Arwen. Seeing as Ro was usually knee to knee with him whenever they went out cruising for orcs, getting home was a time for temporarily peeling away from one another, and getting some me-time in. Dan was all about the me-time.
So, with that in mind (himself) he had taken this sweet, new harp to this favorite spot of his, that overlooked one of the many awesomely cool waterfalls that ran throughout the last (or first, depending on which direction you were coming from) homely home, intending to plop his butt down on the marble ledge, hang his bare feet over and jam. But as he came up to it, he saw his spot was already taken, though when he saw who it was, he had no complaints. None whatsoever….
Legolas. Mmm…this forest elf was hot. That long, blonde hair – for a good century or more Dan had thought Leggy was a girl. Ooops. But it was all cool. When he finally tumbled to the fact that Legolas was a guy, it was all to the better. Why waste all that sizzlin’ hotness on a girl, right? They’d been friends now for centuries, bumping into one another during this skirmish or that. Now, as Dan spotted his buddy sitting there on the ledge, he noticed how…grown up…Leggy was looking. He smiled to himself. This might get…interesting.
Dan crept up on the other elf – who was seated looking out over the waterfall below – and playfully gave his shoulder a poke. ”Don’t fall in!” he joked with a smirk, quickly sliding down to sit beside his buddy. His silvery eyes gave Legolas the once over and he said, Damn, boy, you’re looking good! You been working out?” He gave Legolas’ bicep a playful squeeze.
”Bet you got all those girls back in the Greenwood running after you!” he added with a chuckle.
LEGOLAS
But he also was happy to keep his own company. He was good at keeping himself amused with his various interests. Life was not all about mucking about Middle Earth, knee deep in mud, or snow, or orc blood. Sometimes Dan got quite sick of all the inconvenient, uncomfortable and often inhospitable places he was required to camp out in. He was all about lopping off orc heads, or trying to get the down-lo on old Sourpuss Sauron. But sometimes…he just needed a break.
There was much more fun to be had, if you knew where to find it. And he did. He was always stoked, thinking about getting back to Rivendell. There would be the obligatory reunion meals with the rents, and his lil sis, Arwen. Seeing as Ro was usually knee to knee with him whenever they went out cruising for orcs, getting home was a time for temporarily peeling away from one another, and getting some me-time in. Dan was all about the me-time.
So, with that in mind (himself) he had taken this sweet, new harp to this favorite spot of his, that overlooked one of the many awesomely cool waterfalls that ran throughout the last (or first, depending on which direction you were coming from) homely home, intending to plop his butt down on the marble ledge, hang his bare feet over and jam. But as he came up to it, he saw his spot was already taken, though when he saw who it was, he had no complaints. None whatsoever….
Legolas. Mmm…this forest elf was hot. That long, blonde hair – for a good century or more Dan had thought Leggy was a girl. Ooops. But it was all cool. When he finally tumbled to the fact that Legolas was a guy, it was all to the better. Why waste all that sizzlin’ hotness on a girl, right? They’d been friends now for centuries, bumping into one another during this skirmish or that. Now, as Dan spotted his buddy sitting there on the ledge, he noticed how…grown up…Leggy was looking. He smiled to himself. This might get…interesting.
Dan crept up on the other elf – who was seated looking out over the waterfall below – and playfully gave his shoulder a poke. ”Don’t fall in!” he joked with a smirk, quickly sliding down to sit beside his buddy. His silvery eyes gave Legolas the once over and he said, Damn, boy, you’re looking good! You been working out?” He gave Legolas’ bicep a playful squeeze.
”Bet you got all those girls back in the Greenwood running after you!” he added with a chuckle.
LEGOLAS