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Ilsa, Titania
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Aug 28, 2013 07:15PM
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Branwen watched as Melissa entered Aragorns cell. She chewed on the inside of her mouth, fearful. She hated seeing them be put under complete control. At least her plan would work once Melissa left.
Melissa repeated the commands to Aragorn, then Legolas. "Honestly, all of you trapped. It makes me a little sad."
Branwen tilted her head to the side, acting innocent. "Really?" She said. It was all apart of her act.
"Yes. I honestly hoped you'd be more talented, to tell the truth. Now, to you all, you must not leave these cages. You must not harm your bodies in any way, and you may not in any way even think about escape."
Branwen nodded. "Yes ma'am." She said politely. She looked into the cell next to hers and two glowing yellow eyes were staring at her. Gollum...
Melissa stopped at the place. "He's doomed to forever obey Sauron. The pitiful creature. Bound to the one ring forever."
Branwen nodded staying silent. She wasn't going to talk. She looked into the other cell, and Legolas sat there, glaring at the floor. He looked... Pitiful, hopeless, and... Scared. Something rare. She felt bad for him, and stared at the floor, not a word escaping her lips.
"Thank you, Melissa." Branwen said, hating her words. She kept staring at the floor.
((Can she leave now? No offense. Lena can talk with her in her Wing.))
((Can she leave now? No offense. Lena can talk with her in her Wing.))
Woodsong simply hung on the chains his body limp this wasn't the first time he'd been held prisoner, so he hung there his eyes closed the smile never fading from his lips.
((Okay.))
"Now, I have to check on all of Drax's acquaintances. I must find where that fool is hiding. Farewell!"
"Now, I have to check on all of Drax's acquaintances. I must find where that fool is hiding. Farewell!"
Branwen nodded. When Milessa was earshot, she passed right through the bars her chains falling off. Her slave ring clattered to the floor. A smile danced around her lips. "I love that talent." She said.
((If you didn't read the fanfic for her, it's an ability she has that I just remembered.))
((If you didn't read the fanfic for her, it's an ability she has that I just remembered.))
((I know seems like something memorable)!
((Well, she was waiting for the right moment. She did know, but she didn't want them to find out.))
((Well, she was waiting for the right moment. She did know, but she didn't want them to find out.))
Woodsong looked at her with a small smile but didn't say anything still he hung where he was and slowly drifted back to his thoughts.
Legolas heaved a sigh and rolled his stormy grey eyes. He was frustrated and angry. It was the first time he had been caught... He wondered where Fiera and Toby and Drax had gone to. And Anne. She was most likely dead, or so he thought, but he didn't want Woodsong to go suicidal again, so he kept his lips pursed together.
Woodsong looked across at Legolas. "You don't have to hide the truth away I'd be dead already if I could kill myself but I can't it's this slave ring you see." Woodsong said in an utterly defeated tone.
"I'm so sorry, Woodsong," Legolas said and looked away.
"No reason to be." Woodsong muttered and looked at him.
"Yes there is." Legolas said. He did feel bad for his friend.
"I geuss your right she's most likely dead." Woodsong said staring at the ground.
Legolas opened his mouth to say something, but then thought the better of it. The truth was harsh, he knew it. But when it came to the time of accepting it... it was harder. So he said nothing.
Branwen came back swinging the keys around her finger. She passed through Woodsobgs cell, unlocked it, and then went to her fathers. She unlocked his, and then went to Legolas'. "I'm sorry." She whispered, looking at the floor as she unlocked the cell and chains.
Tyrannus smiled and leaned against the wall. A horde of Uruk-Hai were waiting outside. "Funny, how mortality brings such stupidity among men. And you call it brave? Ha." He walked out, watching the prisoners escape. Apparently the last good will within him had let them go. The strong lion-heart lingered around him. "This is my body now, Ty. You shall not ovveride me."
"Branwen, get behind me," Legolas ordered.
Branwen looked behind her. Her hand passed through Legolas' and she slipped off his slave ring. There were four other rings in her hand and she put them in her pocket standing up. Branwen closed her eyes, and then a blow, so powerful that no one could defeat, blew Ty against the wall.
Tyrannus lifted his wings, and wrapped his tail around an uruk-hais neck, and flew into the air, throwing it at the doorway.
Branwen sighed leaning against the wall. The color from her face was draining, and she breathed heavily. "I. Hate. This. Place."
The spirit of Ty floated into the room, slightly visible. "You guys need to get out of here before Tyrannus kills you. Every day his power of darkness gets stronger. He is already on par with the strength of a Maiar." The spirit disappeared.
He picked Branwen up and slung her over his shoulders.
Branwen nodded slowly, before fainting like she did everything she used that spell.
The spirit re-appeared for a moment. "Isengarde... Ragnar...Trapped..." It faded, apparently the origional body was too far away for his astral form now.
Legolas motioned to Woodsong and Aragorn, and together they fled from the dungeons.
((Did they just leave her?!))
((no she's on Legolas' back, remember?!))
((Whoops. Didn't see that... Sorry! So, I'm guessing Mina's Tirith?))
((ok. minas tirith then? somebody post first? I'm busy with Maths Homework. So forgive my slow responses.))
((Its ok. I'll have slow responses as well. Getting ready to go to school.))



