The Prancing Pony

[Queen of The Moon]

Ara panted and leaned her head to the side so he could have better access. She didn't want him to stop, at all.

[Boba]

Fin remembered that he was quite good at this thing though Ara was making it apparent as he tried his hardest to make it good for her.

[Queen of The Moon]

"Bed" Ara panted sliding her hands up the front of his shirt

[Boba]

Fin nodded and picked her up walking over to the bed and laying her down gently. He quickly went back to kissing her neck but sliding lower down her, going past her neckline.

[Queen of The Moon]

Ara slid her hands back up his shirt and pulled it off of him quickly then started unbuttoning her own shirt

[Boba]

((Not sure how strict Sarah is but pretty sure after this its pm time))

Fin grinned as he undid the buttons of his pants and started messing with hers.

[Samuel]

Hex couldn't find anyone here either. He bought a room for himself.

[Ilsa, Titania]

Fiera came downstairs early, leaving her little brother sleeping upstairs in the rented room. She took a seat by the fire, warming her chilled skin and rubbing her hands together. How were they supposed to get home? And how were they supposed to even survive this world and the transitions necessary?

[Ilsa, Titania]

She thought the wings were some weird cape, til they moved. Her eyes widened and she slid further back into her booth. She didn't want trouble with more mages. They just kept trying to kill her and her little brother.

[Ilsa, Titania]

She shrugged, wordless for a moment. "I've just- not had very good experiences with wizards," she said, a bit of fire darting up her arm and smothering itself in her hair.

[Ilsa, Titania]

She smiled faintly. "Nothing, yet. I'm sort of new to this place," she admitted, accepting and paying for some breakfast. "I'll probably try to find some Elves or something."

[Ilsa, Titania]

She placed her chin in the cup of her hand. "I want to take my little brother to a place safe from dragons and wizard, where he'll be protected and where he can resume his education..."

[Ilsa, Titania]

"I don't know you," she said, smiling. He looked young. And all alone. "But yeah, if you want, you can tag along."

[Ilsa, Titania]

"So... how'd you get here?" she asked, scooting closer and trying to read the title of his book.

[Ilsa, Titania]

((I'm off for the night/morning. Bye!))

[Ilsa, Titania]

"By whom?" she asked, frowning slightly. She rubbed her bare arms, trying to keep warm.

[Ilsa, Titania]

"I'm sorry," she said, "I wish I could have helped," Fiera consoled thoughtlessly.

[Ilsa, Titania]

"If it's not impertinent to ask... nothing of what?"

[Ilsa, Titania]

"Oh," she said, falling silent in an instant.

[Ilsa, Titania]

"Like I said, magic isn't particularly keen on me," she breathed, hoping he didn't bring orcs to Bree.

[Ilsa, Titania]

"I'm sorry about your family," she said hesitantly. The only real family member she'd ever had ties to was her little brother. A normal, happy family? She didn't know what that was.

[Ilsa, Titania]

"When he wakes up," she said, stoking the fire a little bit. "Are you sure you want to come with us?"

[Ilsa, Titania]

"No. I have an idea of the general direction, though." She rubbed her neck.

[Ilsa, Titania]

She smiled genuinely. "Thanks. Um, will you guide us, please?"

[Ilsa, Titania]

"I don't know the way," she admitted, "I can help you hide those spells..."

[Ilsa, Titania]

"No problem," she shrugged back. "Want me to order something for you?"

[Ilsa, Titania]

"What would you like?"

[Ilsa, Titania]

"They have a crazy good nut bread with cinnamon..."

[Ilsa, Titania]

She smiled. "I'll get you some milk, too, okay?"

[Ilsa, Titania]

She ordered and Nob brought a few blankets, as well, of which she smiled gratefully at the stable-hobbit.

[Ilsa, Titania]

She divvied them up and then accepted the huge loaf of bread, splitting it in two, then taking her own glass of milk, paying for it with a few precious coins she'd earned by selling a pencil and a notebook.

[Ilsa, Titania]

She set aside some of her own food for her little brother, watching him eat and sipping her milk slowly. It was cool from the crisp coldness outside, which was relieving. She didn't like milk warm.

[Ilsa, Titania]

"It's really nice," she agreed. The boy couldn't be much younger than her. She felt protective.

[Ilsa, Titania]

She looked up, seeing the five year old traipsing down the stairs, yawning. "Yeah," she said, with a smile, remembering her sacrifices. "That's Toby."

[Ilsa, Titania]

"I'm Fiera," she replied quickly, offering him her hand. "Fiera Turner."

[Josiane]

Aevin returned to the Pracning Pony after her new master disappeared from the Crystal City. She stretched her muscles a little; it'd been a while since she'd moved.

((yeah, I'm finally coming back to RP, and it feels GOOD!))

[Ilsa, Titania]

((Josi!))

She smiled. "Toby, come meet our new guide, Dmetrei," she said, as Toby yawned and sat next to her, stealing a blanket and the remainder of the bread.

"Hi, Dimitri..."

[Ilsa, Titania]

"Oh my gosh, cool, he's from X-men!" Toby squealed, eyes shooting open as he sat stark upright, gawking.

[Josiane]

((I'm back Ilsa!))

Aevin heard a bird's wings flap and ducked her head in case it unexpectedly flew over her head towards the still-open door.

[Ilsa, Titania]

((Toby is from our world. :) ))

[Ilsa, Titania]

"It's nothing, just something he once read," Fiera clarified quickly, trying to cover for the slip of the tongue. If any Earth-mages from Mordor heard that, they'd be prisoners before they could walk to the gates.

[Josiane]

Aevin straightened up after making sure there were no bird-like noises. She headed for a seat near the window.

[Ilsa, Titania]

Toby had scooted over and was trying to pet the feathers without being seen. "I didn't know there was such flight magic in Middle Earth."

[Ilsa, Titania]

"It's nice," she said, "A good look."

Toby shook his hand, pulling it back sharply. "S-sorry..."

[Ilsa, Titania]

Toby followed, rapt by the wings. "I want some..."

[Ilsa, Titania]

"How'd you get yours?" Toby asked, touching a feather and drawing his hand back quickly, skirting away.

[Ilsa, Titania]

"I wanna be cursed by orcs!" Toby exclaimed. Fiera clapped her hand over his mouth, fearfully. "Shh..."

[Ilsa, Titania]

Fiera looked at him sympathetically. "I'm sorry..."

[Ilsa, Titania]

Toby apologized as well, seeing how distressed his sister was. "Yeah, sorry, I guess."

[Ilsa, Titania]

"We should leave now. Danger seems to follow Toby and me."