Dylan rubbed her eyes, already feeling tired from the night's events. Their strange formal way of talking was driving it nuts and excited at the same time. Torn apart by her moods, she sat up and waved dismissively.

"I'm Dylan." she yawned.

Eowyn nodded at Alex's explanation, which to her made perfect sense in a strange way. Many odd events had already transpired that she did not doubt the teen's words. "Rohan, my lord, lies north of Gondor. Our lands are separated by the White Horn Mountains." She then turned to both Alex and Dylan. "It is an honor to meet you Alex, Dylan." she said with a slight smile. "I am Eowyn, a daughter of the House of Eorl," she introduced herself, realizing that although the two teens may know who she was, the elf was a stranger to her.

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Turwaithion sighed. "I am Turwaithion, son of Findecano, of the Loremasters of Feanor. As Lady Eowyn has already said" he repeated, turning to the pair "It is an honour to meet you" he said, the realization that Eowyn was of a completely different region of Endorenna finnaly falling into place.

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"Mmm...well this is a fantastic love fest. But, I'm tired as helll, and I think Dyl is too. So I'm gonna go grab few blankets and what not to fix up beds and all that jazz," the last part of the sentence was accompanied by the appropriate tune and jazz hands. She chuckled to herself realizing that only one other person may get the reference.

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Dylan sat up straight and alert, suddenly rather nervous about the fact that a 6'11" elf was right beside her [she was 5'2"]. She cleared her throat and moved closer to Frodo.

"So... Uhm... Anyone hungry?" she bit her lip, her voice an octave higher than usual.

(^ lol, understandable. I'd feel uncomfortable too at the sight of such a giant...I'm like 4'5'' in real life...yes...I know...I'm a hobbit...that's why I like them^^)

Frodo looked at the girl who had introduced herself as Dylan and turned to her. "You seem to know my name already for some reason...yet I wonder if you have seen my guide here...he was also some kind of hobbit-like...Sméagol. He led me in this tunnel...then I got here and he is gone now. Also...I miss another hobbit who was with me...my best and most loyal friend...Samwise Gamgee. Though...most likely he is not here. He was gone after I sent him away...have you seen one of them?"

(were's our Gollum?)

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Dylan seemed to be in awe that Frodo- THE Frodo- was talking to her [Yeah, I would be such a fangirl irl if I ever met Frodo. It's quite depressing]. She handed him her imitation of Lembas bread, aka Sara Lee bread wrapped in banana leaf. She coughed.

"No, I have not. There seems to be... a misunderstanding between our worlds. I'm sure one of them will turn up soon. Though..." she glanced at Alex, not wanting her to know that she was going to give something away.

"I would take Sam's advice... You know. On the whole Smeagol thing?" Dylan knew it wouldn't make a difference at all, but hey. Anything was worth a try. She drew her legs up to her chest and rested her chin on her knees, still eyeing the giant elf.

[4'5"? Really? =O I have to say, that's pretty awesome. xD I am 5'2" irl. Sigh. So short for my age. Oh well! ^_^]

(Out of town, I think.)

She dragged blankets and pillows out of the hall closet and threw them onto the floor of the living room, "I want more pizza!" She called to her friend as she walked into the kitchen to get another coke, leaving the blankets. "How are we going to feed you all breakfast? Dyl, I think we will need to make a Starbucks run tomorrow morning. I do not have enough food to feed Eomer, who I can assume eats like a football player, let alone a giant elf." She continued, her voice growing louder as she left the room and then returning to normal as she plopped onto the leather couch.

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(I wrote to Captain Faramir (our Gollum) to remind him of the RPG. He said he forgot about it, but he will write in here soon)

Frodo took the bread thankfully and sighed. "I only wish I wouldn't have sent him away, that he would have stayed by my side. I would like to say sorry to him now. I hope he will forgive me one day..." he paused for a while. "As for Sméagol...I still think there's something good inside of him. I want to help him, and maybe...once the ring is destroyed, I can save his life...or what is left of it."

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Turwaithion had absentmindedly pullled the dirk from his boot, and was now tossing in into the air and catching it, al the while feeling conciuos that Dylan was watching him. Turning, he saw that she looked rather nervous, so he sheathed his dirk, unbuckled his sword, and quiver, and lay them across his knees as he sat cross-legged on the floor.

((hehe, yeah, I'm actually close to 5' 5'' irl))

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[LOL! Thank God. I thought you were a freak of nature. xD Glad to see you're not really 6'11"]

Dylan eyed the weapons, her hands twitching. She wanted to touch it, but knowing herself all too well, she knew that she would accidentally cut herself to death. She coughed, then turned back to Frodo.

"Your kind soul is very admirable, Frodo." she patted his shoulder. "... but trust me, dude. Drop it." she grinned. "As for Sam, I suggest you do apologize."

Turwaithion, with nothing betterr to do, pulled a pipe from a pouch that hung on his belt, and a bag of tobacco from where it hung on his sword pommel. Packing the impliment, he set a few sparks, and leaned against the wall, eyes closed, and blew smoke rings.

((yeah, he's really an oddity amongst elves. I'm gonna say that he got the pipeweed from the dwarves, since Hobbits weren't mentioned in the first age.))

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CRASH!

Pippin fell backwards with his arms flying in circles to his sides and eventually landing flat on his back. His eyes thrust wide open and stayed in that position for the next few moments, until the aroma of what was on the oven invaded his nostrils again.

Picking himself up from the floor, Pippin, once again, climbed on top of the chair and tried to regrasp the pieces of cold ham and turkey that sat on the top shelf of the refrigerator.

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Eowyn turned when she heard a loud crash in the kitchen. With her hand reaching for her sword, she made her way there, but quickly dropped it again when she saw it was another hobbit-like the one sitting next to Dylan. "Greetings," she said simply, amused by Pippin's actions. "Hungry aren't we?" she said with a slight smile.

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Alex shot Turwaithion a withering glare, "Oh no! Do not smoke in my house. I do not want lung cancer or any form of the disease if you wanna kill yourself you can take it outside." She pointed towards the front door, her hand on her hip.

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Pippin stared at Eowyn with his mouth opened and his eyes showing a sight of confusion. Yes.. yes, I am hungry, but why does this lady care?

It took a good while longer for him to think on it, and, in the end, he simply did not care why she wished to aide him, but, on the other hand, only that she did, indeed, want to help him out. So, with this mindset, he blindly pointed at the turkey and ham at the top of the refrigerator, hoping she would comprehend that he wanted her to grab it for him.

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