Fields of Mordor

[Boba]

"ANd how pray tell are you planning on getting there?" he asked as he know how he would and it be in the blink of an eye.

((Finished charrie yes))

[Ilsa, Titania]

((What do you mean? Did you make some charries to RP with?))

"Change gravity. Fall sideways."

[Boba]

((In the fairy tail group yes))

"That seems rather useless, why not reduce it and fly with it altered?" he asked as he saw that as a better option.

[Ilsa, Titania]

((I hope you mean the same group. :D Link?))

[Ilsa, Titania]

"Well, I can always aim up high, and falling sideways, I go faster as I get along, and it's better because I can stop whenever I like with my gravity and go whatever speed I like."

[Boba]

((I think your in it but maybe not as there are two natsu's in it XD bout half way down name Athair https://www.goodreads.com/topic/show/...))

[Boba]

"and me just using the shadow to go distance" he said thinking his way rather like falling with some direction.

[Boba]

((Fixing picture atm))

[Ilsa, Titania]

((I'm not in that group. D: ))

"Huh, sounds lucky for you."

[Boba]

((ALways can join as seems decent if a lil inactive))

"Not exactly if you know the circumstances" he said with a sigh at what he had to have happened for him to receive this power.

[Ilsa, Titania]

((Maybe if all the FT groups joined into one big one, it'd work better. I'm already in two. But I don't see that one more can hurt much more.))

"Well, I'm afraid I don't."

[Boba]

((Be a good thing to suggest to the mods...))

"And i doubt you would want to" he said sliding his sword away quickly.

[Ilsa, Titania]

((Of all groups? There are some with deeper plots than others...))

[Boba]

((Yes but pooling forces?))

[Ilsa, Titania]

"Suppose not. So, are you in for some fun?"

[Ilsa, Titania]

((That would be good.))

[Boba]

"If in part you mean making more of my practice" he says with a nod.

[Ilsa, Titania]

"Well, don't mess 'em up too much. I'm not into gut garters."

[Boba]

"Well can't guarantee that much" he said with a shrug again.

[Ilsa, Titania]

"Well, no mutilating the interesting ones."

[Boba]

"Why need to touch up torture or want a concupine?" he asks curiously.

[Ilsa, Titania]

"Jeez, you're weird. It's the interesting ones that are fun to stick around before you have to mess them over. I'm no slutzy," he said, snorting, "I did have good parents."

[Boba]

"Ah well I had no such benefit and was just a question" he asked with a shrug.

[Ilsa, Titania]

"I wonder what a concupine is. Half porcupine, half concubine? Man, now I want one just to see what it looks like," he teased.

[Boba]

"It means a woman you just have sex with, usually having a few" he clarified with a scoff at the outlandish guess.

[Ilsa, Titania]

"Oh, so you did mean concubine."

[Boba]

"Yes I did" he said wondering what else he could have meant.

[Ilsa, Titania]

((ConcuPine, just saying. :D))

He grinned, his weird thoughts getting ahead of him. "So, off we go?"

[Boba]

((I spelled it like that :P))


"I suppose that be the next step" he said with a nod.

[Ilsa, Titania]

((I know, I'm joking. :D))

"Anyone in particular we should terrorize?"

((I gtg soon.))

[Boba]

"No clue really" he said as not many were even close to mordor to terrorize.

[Ilsa, Titania]

"We could hit Rohan or Gondor. How 'bout the Shire?"

[Boba]

"I suppose Gondor would be good" he said as it had shadows to use there.

[Ilsa, Titania]

((gtg))

"Great, let's get the horse people. Have you ever ridden?"

[Boba]

((Bye then))

"No, usually just shadow jump" he said wondering what that meant.

[Ilsa, Titania]

"Good, because now I can show you how fun riding a horse is and laugh a little when you fail."

[Boba]

"I don't fail, the shadow helps in all things" he said with a scowl.

[Ilsa, Titania]

"So you're naturally good? That sucks for the observer."

[Rock, Hunted by Granite]

Elundar stompt loydly through the plains as he looked down at the ground. He usualy wondered what it must like being that small looking at his massivly big form. It was obvoiusly intimidating.

[Ilsa, Titania]

Meyanna the dragon relaxed and stretched out in the sun, her scales dull, but reddish in the misty light. Huge as she was, she looked more like a rock formation than a dragon, laying down.

[Rock, Hunted by Granite]

Elundar once finally looking up saw this formation. He instantly knew what it was and what it was lacking. Which surprised him because of their distance. This intrigued and worried him at the same time. He went to it.

[Ilsa, Titania]

She moved, looking over. Holy wyrm, was that a guy? Somewhere around her size? Another giant dragon. And... Chances were the wings would draw him off. Time for premeditated self pity. She stood and cautiously walked the opposite direction, pretending not to see him. The scars on her back were painfully obvious.

[Rock, Hunted by Granite]

Elunder peered into her back, and followed her for a bit in a state of curiosity. What had taken off her wings? Surely whatever it was is now gone.

[Ilsa, Titania]

She paused and turned completely about, which crushed a few hills and brought her nose to nose with him. There was an aggressive curiosity in her voice. "Who are you?"

[Rock, Hunted by Granite]

" I am Elundar," he boomed proudly. Not backing his nose off, as if taking her aggression as an act of dominance, and he was not to be dominated.

[Ilsa, Titania]

She snorted in his face, like he was being silly, and turned about, her tail flicking his nose. "I am Meyanna." She really wished she had wings about now.

[Rock, Hunted by Granite]

Elundar nodded for a moment as if to remember it. "Yes, Meyanna," Elundar said as his wings rose a bit, scaring off what few animals did try to stay. " What happened to your wings? I find it strange something could take them off. You are a bit larger than most of these things," he rumbled.

[Ilsa, Titania]

She turned right back at Elundar, glaring directly into his eyes. "Why should I have to answer to- to such a pipsqueak!"

[Rock, Hunted by Granite]

" A pipsqueak? Ha! You couldn't even compare to my height with another thirteen thousand years!" He growled, pushing out his wings so he appeared even bigger.

[Ilsa, Titania]

She snarled, undoubtedly smaller without her wings. "That means nothing!" she snapped back at him. "You couldn't survive a year without wings!"