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Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

Kili's burdens were great. His heart was weighed with grief, and he feared losing the ones dearest to him. Nothing was at all how it envisioned it to be. He found himself wondering how they would have made it this far with out Saeril's help. Without Saeril, he wouldn't be there. The poison from the arrow would have claimed the youngest Durin long ago.

Brows furrowed in thought, Kili remained silent until the runestone was presented to him. Saeril's words touched his heart, giving him hope where there was none to be found.
"And I promise to follow you," he kissed her forehead, placing his hand over the palm with the precious stone. "I will follow you matter what, Amralime." His godmother's bravery and steadiness never ceased to amaze him; they were faced with trials and with her help, they'd overcome each one. The war was to be their greatest trial.

"When this is all over...we will return to Ered Luin." Kili closed her hand over the runestone, making the promise to himself, and to her. "All of us."

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Well, that's embarrassing. I have no idea why I wrote 'he' and 'him.' I have such a bad habit of referring to every animal/creature as 'he'. When I was a kid, I used to have a female cat named George...so I kept referring to the poor dear as 'he'...*facepalm* Couldn't they have named her Georgette?
But, to correct myself, she sounds like a solid choice!
So many great choices! Oh man, Mushu is hilarious. I'd have to place him as one of my top favorites, too.

Definitely not a weakness of yours. I know it might seem that I've paid you a lot of compliments, but I'm not the type of person to throw those around. I mean every word! I'll speak up if that should happen, but I don't see how it's possible. There's never really a dull moment when you've got interesting characters, and those we definitely have.

Ha! Well, he sorta had that coming. He's been a bit of a pain. *laughs*
Hear that, Ghent? She's got faith in you...time to up your game! :D

Ugh. That's the worst. I get woken up pretty much every day because the dogs go wild when the post lady comes to the door.
I noticed your status, and you have my sympathy. Wouldn't it be cool to have a regular sleep schedule? It's a nice thought, but I gave up on that a long time ago.

Thanks so much! I'm glad it worked out. Now that's an interesting thought. I'm starting to wonder who's the sane one here.

Sounds brilliant and helps me plan for him, thank you! Just wanted to make sure so I play his part right. Looks like they're gonna get some help after all!

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"What is this, 'beat up on Ghent hour'?" Ghent shifted uncomfortably, unable to make much room for himself. The cardboard box was pressing into his shoulder, plus the legroom in the back was practically nonexistent. "Cut me some slack!"
Miles scoffed in reply. He knew better than to insult Elayra, but Ghent was free game. He had to let out his frustrations somehow.
"Simmer down," Miles scolded, sore and irritable after being held hostage. The wagon's roof was too low to sit comfortably, especially if one was turned backwards. "Let the girl talk."
As Elayra answered the question from earlier, Miles frowned deeply, gaze downward. "Figured as much...knew it'd be bad...heard stories." He seemed far away again, resuming eye contact after Elayra mentioned the portals opening permanently. A look of desperation fell over the man. This had been his heart's desire for more years than he cared to remember.
"I can get you past the cops," Miles answered earnestly, a striking contrast to the snarling lunatic he'd been before. "Can get you past 'em easy."
Ghent raised an eyebrow. He didn't have a whole lot of faith in their captive. Miles' sudden mood swings made him impossible to trust.
"I'll help you...and you'll help me." Miles wanted to confirm that he understood the proposal correctly. His optimism morphed into skepticism when he remembered the blade still held to his throat. "There'll be no tricks..."
Ghent thumped his head against the back of the headrest. "Oh for the love of...are you seriously going to go through that again?" He didn't give Miles a chance to answer before quoting the rest of the rules. "No tricks, no sudden moves," Ghent did an impersonation of the drunkard, coming close to being spot on. "We heard you the first time!"
Miles squinted back at him, jaw set. For a long, dragging moment, he said nothing. Elayra's dagger was the only thing preventing him from lunging at the boy. "He won't last a day," he predicted lowly, analyzing the boy with a critical eye. "He wouldn't have lasted in Wonderland before the witch took over."
Ghent returned the glare. "That shows how much you know!" A pathetic comeback. He wasn't sure how to argue when he feared the words were true.
Miles didn't bother responding. If time was against them, he didn't want to waste it bickering with Ghent. "Put the dagger away," he instructed as another car sped past. This time, he didn't flinch. "I'll get you past the cops."

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Nice! I haven't heard of him, but I did some research (I depend on Wikipedia a little too much) and he sounds like a solid choice. As for myself, I think right now I'd have to say that Haku is my favorite. I just realized I said 'fictional dragon', as if there were real ones we could have chosen from.

Aw, thank you! Really, that's a huge honor, coming from you. ;~; I adore your characters and the plot you've created. I don't tell you that nearly enough, but I am honestly so fascinated by this RP and you write for your characters wonderfully. I think about this role play so often!
And, thank you again! It's crazy because I don't recall writing that bit...I think I was half asleep as I wrote it.
Also, loving how Elayra handled the situation. She is so intense!

Sorry about the insomnia! It bites, right? I'm up right now, and I think you were too since it said you were online within the last hour. 4am...gotta love it.

Only if you want to, it's perfectly fine as it is!

Not sure if you caught it, but I'd accidentally posted my reply without proofreading. Hopefully you didn't see it in that state. Had to fix some stuff.
And one last thing before I forget: can World Jumpers sense or feel when a portal shows up? (Forgive me if you'd answered that already!)

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"I would not." Ghent sat up straighter, offended by the remark he knew to be (somewhat) true. It didn't help that Miles was in complete agreement with Elayra. Even with the knife held to his throat, the drunkard managed to scoff at Ghent's denial, liquor on his breath.
Seeing that no one was taking him seriously with the gun, Ghent lowered the weapon, hands clammy with sweat. The gun wasn't needed, Elayra had Miles well at her mercy. Though he'd never admit it, Ghent felt better pointing the barrel away from the man. The gun didn't make him feel safer, he felt uneasy with it.
The windshield wipers continued to tick back and forth. Grumbling underneath his breath, Ghent sank back into the seat, clothes damp from the rain. "I've seen my share of battles and blood," he huffed. Video games and movies probably didn't count, but Elayra didn't have to know that. She probably didn't know either existed.
"You haven't seen anything, boy." Miles sounded as if he spoke from experience. The man focused on reading the blonde, trigger finger twitching. There was a dangerous, hardened look in Elayra's eyes. A look that was more than enough to backup her threats. Unnerved by the hostility, Miles inched back, only to feel the blade pushed closer to his neck. Moving a second time could prove disastrous.
Stiffening, Miles growled lowly, furious that the tables be turned. "Thought Featherhead already introduced me?" He used the nickname he'd overheard, earning an insulted 'hey!' from Ghent.
"Name's Miles...in this world, anyway..." The drunkard trailed off, growing distant until the next question struck a nerve. "I'm not after you," he corrected, clenching both fists. "I'm after the portal! And I don't follow orders from that witch!"
Ghent flinched, startled by the venom in the response. Constantly fearing that this would turn into a crime scene, he wondered if the heated answers (or lack thereof) would be enough satisfy Elayra. Probably not.
Miles grit his teeth, struggling to keep his tempter in check throughout the process of answering. "For years, I've been searching...waiting...trying to find one blasted portal."
Ghent considered all that had been said so far. Despite being incredulous most times, he wasn't having trouble believing the man. This was a shock, to be sure, but it didn't take much imagination to picture Miles in Wonderland. Drust was crazy, Miles was crazy. Elayra's crazy. Ghent reminded himself, eyeing the dagger that was one push away from drawing blood. The thought was enough for him to advert his gaze. Or maybe I'm crazy for going with them.
"You ask an awful lot of questions." Miles grunted, eyes darting towards the window. A car sped past, putting him on edge until the vehicle was well gone.
After the threat had passed, Miles continued, clenching his fists again to prevent his hands from shaking. "You're obviously brighter than that one," he referred to Ghent, unafraid of saying so. Aside from Wonderland, insulting Ghent was the only thing he had in common with the girl. "So you've likely figured that out by now. I'm a World Jumper...or I used to be, until she came along."

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Trueee. ;) Random question, how who's your favorite fictional dragon? Choose wisely!
Oh, nice! Did a Google search. Now I want to watch it. Don't suppose Netflix has it.

Hah, thank you! He was about to quote The Princess Bride, if you've ever seen that. I feel like you have, though. I sense you watch a lot of fantasy type of films (which is awesome). I can't resist having him quote things even though Elayra and Drust would have no idea what he's referencing.

I feel like we're totally on the same page when it comes to that! I don't like it and try to avoid it, but the media is ridiculous. The one deal breaker for me is music, though. I won't listen to music with cursing since I tend to get songs stuck in my head.

You've done it again, your reply had me on the edge of my seat. Elayra's quick thinking may have saved them all, and scored them a temporary set of wheels. Also, there's no need to apologize: I didn't feel like it was rushed at all! Both versions were great!
Wow, that's even late for you! I take it insomnia's being relentless once again?

The Wonderland Terms section is coming along beautifully! Wow...there's already so much, and they haven't even gotten to Wonderland yet! I really love how you also include what page some of the terms/worlds were mentioned in. Everything's so organized, caters to my OCD. I laughed out loud when I saw that Ghent's accidental spell made it on the list. xD

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Ghent lurched forward as the vehicle halted, stopping himself from falling further by grabbing onto the headrest. He simultaneously reached his left arm across to prevent Elayra from hitting the back of Miles' seat, startled by the backlash. "You okay?!"
Amidst the chaos, Ghent wondered if the suddenness of the stop was because of a crossing pedestrian. The thought was immediately dispelled when Miles turned away from the wheel, not an ounce of sanity found within his face.
"No one said you were crazy." Speaking as calmly as he could manage, Ghent gripped the headrest tighter, eyes landing towards the gun. He was within reach. "This was supposed to be civil, remember?"
The only sound louder than Ghent's own heart pounding was the click of the pistol. Elayra's signal hadn't gone unmissed; she wasn't always the easiest person to read, but he understood. It was now or never.
The 'no sudden moves' rule didn't last long. As Elayra pulled the dagger, Ghent lunged forward to tackle Miles' arm. Ghent practically threw himself into the man, gripping his wrist with both hands in order to keep the barrel aimed away from them. "Drop it!"
Miles elbowed Ghent and fought for control of the weapon with an enraged shout, only to surrender when he felt the cold metal blade touch his neck. Roaring in frustration, the drunkard started to go into a tirade about 'his' portal, and about how they had no right to take it from him.
While Miles cursed their very existence, Ghent fell back in his seat, lifting the pistol towards the man. "Alright, cool it!"
The tirade stopped. Miles breathed heavily, eyes darting between the two teenagers and their newly acquired weapons. A flicker of fear crossed his face until the look morphed into anger again. "You won't get far," he growled, tilting his head back to avoid being cut by the blade. "If you leave now, you'll never make it!"
Ghent watched him intently. Although Miles was at their mercy, he didn't trust what the man was capable of. His insanity made him unpredictable, and his desperation made him dangerous.
"Who says we're leaving?" Ghent enjoyed the freedom to be mouthy again. Being a hostage limited that. He waved the pistol towards the right, motioning for the drunkard to exit the vehicle. "Get moving!"
Miles' eyes narrowed. He didn't seem to believe Ghent capable of wielding a gun, let alone using it.
"I'd rethink what you're doing, boy..." If looks could kill, the pair would have never made it to Wonderland.
Ghent didn't waver. What Miles doubted was true: he didn't have the guts to use the gun, but he had a feeling Elayra didn't have the same problem when it came to her dagger.
"I don't have to rethink anything," Ghent jerked his head in Elayra's direction so that Miles would remember whose mercy he was really at. "But you should."

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Nothing wrong with that! xD May need to get some dragon repellent though, just in case. Speaking of, I spy a dragon in your new avatar. What's that from?

I didn't even think about that! First Drust, now Miles...the girl deserves a break.
I definitely approve of the nicknames, Ghent does not. He can dish out the names but he can't take 'em. *laughs*

That's no problem! Been going to the library fairly frequently lately. I'll take a look around.
Aw, thanks for the warning! Eh, it doesn't bother me too much unless it's really frequent or the super bad ones. I mean, I myself don't, but it's pretty much impossible to avoid all the time.

Loved the additional information, very clear and helpful, so thank you! Helped a lot with my reply. I like the fact that Miles wouldn't actually know why the portals stopped working. As you have probably noticed, this has driven him a little mad.
Oh, and Swallowhill Swamp? Coolest idea ever!

Yep! She's fast, unlike me. I spend half a lifetime.
Absolutely! She said she would be honored. I would be, too. Collect all the fan art!
Just for the record, your posts never cease to impress! You go above and beyond our standards.

Anytime! That's very true. Heh, well...I'm knowledgeable in a few areas. I do my best. :D

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Ghent kept his movements slow to buy extra time. He held eye contact with Elayra while she gave instruction, amazed by her ability to think clearly despite the situation. "Watch for your signal. Got it." He could hear his heart beating in his ears. As much as he hated the plan, he knew that grappling for the gun was the only option they had. There wasn't time to create a backup plan.
Returning to the car, Ghent leaned against the door to appear casual. He waited for Elayra to enter the vehicle, only to be told that he was to enter first.
Ghent's arrogant 'you-owe-me' smirk vanished. Elayra referred to him as Featherhead again. He was guilty of giving Elayra half a dozen nicknames, but he didn't believe any of them came close to Featherhead. Although he didn't want to respond to the name, now wasn't the time to protest. Miles was watching them impatiently.
"As you wis--ouch!" Ghent didn't get to finish the quote. He misjudged the height of the ceiling and smacked his head on the way inside. Had he been paying attention to the review mirror, he would have seen Miles roll his eyes.
"Well, isn't this cozy?" The back seat offered very little room, no thanks to the collection of clutter strewn about. Sneakers hitting a few empty cans, Ghent pushed aside a large cardboard box in order to make space to sit. As he anticipated, the vehicle reeked of smoke.
Cleaning off the seat was futile, so Ghent brushed some of his wet hair out of his eyes and was forced to sit in the middle seat among the cassette tapes, cigarette remnants, and loose change. "The coast is clear, Goldilocks," he told the blonde, curious as to how she would react to the wagon. Wonderland couldn't have had cars.
"Keep those hands where I can see them." Miles watched the pair with less intensity than before. If anything, he appeared annoyed, irritated by the time it had taken to round them up. "If you see the cops, duck. Understood?"
Ghent liked paranoid Miles a whole lot more than lieutenant Miles. "Understood," he moved his hands to appease the man, noting that being in the middle seat was beneficial since he was closer to the gun.
Once both teenagers were inside, the wagon started to move. The rain obscured the view from all angles, creating an illusion that it was a lot later in the day than it actually was. Even if Miles had a destination in mind, Ghent couldn't tell where they were going.
"So...Wonderland." While he waited for the signal, Ghent decided to keep Miles talking in an effort to distract him and possibly figure out how he knew so much. "You'd mentioned wanting to come with us?"
Miles gave a solid nod, looking up into the mirror every few seconds. "Yes," he responded hastily, a hint of desperation in the answer. "That's why...not a lot of options," he began to mumble nonsense to himself. "Had to snatch you kids before the cops did."
Ghent glanced towards Elayra, visibly disturbed by the gibberish. "Er...right..."
Without warning, Miles slammed on the breaks and turned around to face them. "I'm not crazy," he was vehement. "I want answers, and you," his bloodshot eyes landed to Elayra. "Are going to give them to me."
The windshield wipers ticked back and forth, their rhythm interrupted by the click of the pistol being cocked. "What happened to the portals?"
Elayra's attire, the magic shield, the slip-up about Swallowhill. In his rattled mind, Miles assumed correctly. The girl was knowledgeable about Wonderland. Far more than Ghent was.

Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

Kili followed along after his godmother, keeping tentatively close while they continued down the long, dim hallway. The armory was cold, as was every room of the castle, but this room was full of weaponry and more armor than Kili had ever seen in his life. Awestruck by the sight of it all, he hurried towards a collection of swords and envied each one. They were finely crafted, each blade heavier than the next.
The excitement was short lived, however. As Saeril spoke, Kili sobered. War was upon them, and it was coming fast.

"Yes, of course," Kili answered her question without hesitation. Deep down, the possibility of death frightened him, but his loyalty to his kin remained strong. He would defend them with his last breath.
"I would follow you until the end...all of you...but..." He trailed off, brows furrowed. This troubled him greatly, even more than seeing his uncle's steady decline into madness. Losing the ones he cared about was perhaps his greatest fear of all.

"Delva...you don't have to do this." Kili reached for her hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "This isn't your fault, and this isn't your fight...if, or when the war happens...you shouldn't have to be a part of it. I don't want to lose you."