AngelBites15

Sonic (X) The Hedgehog: Free From The Lab { Goth & Angel }

Hey, you don't mind if we stop this story, do you? I've got a lot on my hands, and I would like to loosen some weight. I apologize for the inconvenience, but it's for my own good. I hope you understand.

Kind Regards,
Angel

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Noticed be updates of Yavanna's bio.
Also changed Saeril's around a bit, as well :)

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Saeril elf ears didn't fail her, therefore the words that Yavanna didn't go unnoticed for her. The girl's blushing didn't unnoticed for her yellow-green eyes either. Something made her blush, and that look in her eyes was not new to the elder either. But she knew what the youngest was thinking...

Approaching the princess, Saeril gently guided her to the front door, where they could talk in private, outside. Pulling her hood up, she did the same for Yavanna. "Alright, I bet I know that face. What's going on?", she half-teasingly, half-curiously asked; her motherly smile still there.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Fili stood by them, having to stand by Yavanna, and chuckle along with them. Yavanna was quite the light between the four of them, and the more he spent time with the them, the more of a family came to form between them. He was beginning to finally come into admitting his platonic love for the girl. She was becoming like a sister to him and Kili, and Saeril was filling in that void of motherly affection, just like Dis.

Saeril chuckled along with them, as soon as she heard Yavanna mention about flying. The result actually left her cape fluttering a little bit, but not transforming.

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"That's a fairy story, lad, nothing more", Dwalin answered with a shake of his head.

Just as Yavanna moved to Kili's side, Saeril maneuvered herself so she was sitting right next to her injured godson, already expressing such pity, some relief, and slight fear within her eyes, already knowing what this wound would do to him later on, if the princess' tending was enough. For their and Yavanna's sake, the elder didn't let this fear overcome her. However, the girl's singing had managed to soothe her worries, and gently take his hand in hers, letting the song calm her down. "I can't thank you enough, Yavanna", she said to the younger, with a motherly smile, happy for her to help Kili, as well as help relinquish her inner fears.

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Later, the company sat by the fire to dry themselves off as Bard gave them dry clothes. "They may not be the best fit, but they’ll keep you warm", Saeril took some of the clothes from Tilda, and helped pass them around, especially for the brothers. She did hear with her elf ears that Kili was in pain, but she didn't want to make herself too worried. Right now, all she did was silently pray to Mahal that the poison wouldn't kick in, until they got to the mountain. If Thorin finds out about the pain that he was in, Kili's dream, as well as his heart, will be crushed. The last thing she and Fili needed, was a very depressed young Durin.

"You speak as if you were there", Bard frowned slightly, standing behind Thorin, Balin, and the Hobbit.

Legolas looked at Tauriel, as soon as she began to explain about the danger that the Orcs have posed for the Mirkwood realm, in comparison to the rest of Middle Earth. As much as he wanted to keep his home safe, the rest of the world was also their home. If it weren't for the Elves, things wouldn't be as they were today. In many Elves, the she-elf wasn't wrong. Also, if he wished to learn more about the girl, and who she was, it would be best to clear the obstacle that stood in the way; in this case, Orcs. Plus, evil shouldn't get in the way of that, either.

With that thought, the blonde looked out into the direction of Laketown, having to make up his mind.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

"Follow me", the bargeman told the company as Saeril was right behind him, still having her hood up. Bard began to lead them through the town center when they are met by a young boy, who appeared to be in a panic. This wasn't going to work. They had to find another way in. Laketown's spies made their round to pass news of Bard arriving home, as he walked home with Bain, Yavanna, and Saeril following, while the company was nowhere in sight. Before he entered the house, he whistled before tossing a piece of bread to the two fishermen in a boat below them. "You can tell the Master I’m done for the day", he said to them before entering.

Inside, Bard's two daughters ran up to meet their father. “Da! Where have you been?” Tilda hugged Bard, as did
Sigrid. “Father! There you are. I was worried.”

Bard hugged back his only two beautiful daughters, Tilda and Sigrid, while Saeril pulled down her hood, but keeping her cloak on, (what's to say? She can't take it off). The house was warm and cozy, albeit small. It was totally different to the Shire, and there isn't a speck of any riches in sight; it's almost as if there was hardly any money in this harbor at all.

Their father peered out the window to make sure that the spies weren't watching anymore, eventually nodding to his son. "Bain, get them in", he murmured. The boy headed down to the toilet and rapped three times on the wall to give the dwarves the signal. Dwalin's head rose up, eyes narrowed at the young boy. "If you speak of this to anyone, I'll rip your arms off!", the dwarf hissed at him, slapping his hand away when he tried to help. "Up there!", the boy pointed to where they should go, pulling a shivering Bilbo up after Dwalin.

Legolas stepped forward to her, so he would be in front of her. "The King is angry, Tauriel. For six hundred years, my father has protected you, favored you. You defied his orders, you betrayed his trust", he calmly told her with softness in his voice. Sometimes, he almost saw her like a sister rather than a comrade-in-arms. "This is not our fight".

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The gates were raised, and Bard was permitted entry. "It's a small town, Alfred. Everyone knows where everyone lives", he sneered back to the Master's right-hand man. From underneath the fish, Fili sighed in relief, but he tried not to breathe too deeply. The fish smelled horrible.
After what felt a lifetime, he felt the barrels begin to tip over. Thorin and the others were exiting from their hiding places, for Bard had gotten them to the dock. Having to climb out, the blonde grimaced as he brushed a dead fish from his shoulder. At least they hadn't been spotted. Yet. "What are we supposed to do now?", they were cold, wet, and tired.

"If I were an Orc, you would be dead", Legolas recalled back to his friend, before lowering down his bow. "Tauriel, you can't hunt thirty Orcs on your own". That was when he realized. "You knew I would come".

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There were plenty of protests, but finally the company listened to reason. One by one, they hid in the barrels on the barge. Fili found it impossible to sit comfortably. The way Saeril had acted was indeed worrisome.
Without any visual, he grew uneasy. "What’s he doing?”

Bilbo peered through the hole in the barrel. “He’s talking to someone. And he’s...pointing right at us! Now they’re shaking hands.”
Thorin's eyes narrowed. “What?”
Dwalin was ready to fight if necessary. “That villain! He’s selling us out.”
Just then, each and every barrel was filled to the brim with dead fish.

Bard then went back to steering the boat, kicking the barrel nearest to him when the dwarf inside started squirming and making noise. "Quiet! There are guards ahead, we're approaching the toll gate", he brought the boat to a stop at the gate and nodded at the man who approached him. "'Ello Bard, anything to declare?", he was a senior-aged fellow, but overall a seemingly nice man. "Evening Percy, but I am cold and tired, and ready for home", Bard replied, handing over a tattered piece of paper to the other man, which he stamped and went to hand back to Bard. "There we are, all in order!"

Saeril kept her stance to act and look like a commoner, so no one would notice her as an elf. Using the hood to cover most of her face, she looked like a mysterious young woman. The toll gate was barred and it seems they do a thorough job of checking their goods. She also kept her presence near Yavanna, standing near her, while she sat on the bench.

Under his father's order, the kingdom had to be sealed off. Legolas began to walk towards the guards by the gates. "Close the gate! Keep it sealed by order of the King", he commanded under the Silvan tongue; one of the guards approached him, “Man os Tauriel? (What about Tauriel?) Edevín eb enedhor na gû a megil. En ú-nandollen. (She went into the forest armed with her bow and blade. She has not returned.)" Having to hear this, the Elven prince walked out, looked into the woods.
Tauriel, what have you done?, he solemnly thought to himself.

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Legolas honesty didn't see the action coming, still finding holding the creature's head. "Why did you do that? You promised to set him free!", he dropped the head to the floor. "There was more the Orc could tell us", he was slightly upset that his father would perform such an action. "What did he mean by the flames of war?", the Elven Prince asked his father, as he followed him while the king made his departure.

However, no accurate words were answered to the young prince, just as his father ordered an instant lockdown upon their kingdom. Plus, before Legolas could even leave, Thranduil brought up the young she-elf, who only brought wonder and curiosity to the prince. He looked down at the ground, lightly and faintly blushing, almost embarrassed when his father took notice over his change of behavior. He was reluctant to admit this feeling, but there was something to her that was drawing out some kind of vulnerability behind his cold exterior. There was a light to the girl that Legolas saw; the innocence, and the purity. Besides, she saved his life; how could he thank her? The thought was evident in the way he was tapping his dagger against his leg.

Saeril blankly looked in front of her, almost appearing grim. She wasn't blaming herself; she was wallowing away in brooding. She finally sighed with her eyes closing for a moment. "I'm sorry, Kili, that I haven't been myself these past few days. I just...it felt like my mind was...dissociated", she gave another sad sigh. Before she could get further into explaining, she watched as her companions looked up at the Lonely Mountain before them, including the brothers.

She rose to follow them, still having her cloak around the youngest, and Saeril did have to admit that she gaped her lips a little bit in astonishment. It's been a long time since she has last seen the mountain up close. "It's been an age since I have been to this mountain", she said aloud. What she heard next was the footsteps of the Lakeman. "The money, quickly, give it to me", he told them. "If you value your freedom, we do as he says", Saeril added to his command, remembering the deal. "Besides, there are guards up ahead", the bargeman said to them as he gestured to the incoming port.

Quickly acting fast, Bard told the dwarves to hide in the barrels, while the Saeril concealed herself with her cloak creating a hood to cover her head. With the horns gone, it was now easier. She looked enough like a commoner, but her dark auburn hair was still draped over her chest.