Rhayader stood next to her and put his arm tenderly around her shoulder.
"Tell me."

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"It's nothing," said Tindomerel, trying to be firm, but her smooth voice cracked slightly.
She whiped some more budding tears from her amber eyes. "I got some dust in my eyes."

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The Ever So Confused One

Sig ll Moi

Arinae held her arm for a moment in thought, then stood to her feet once again and left Rhayader and Tin to discuss things. She needed a second opinion, being very confused and troubled, unable to come with an idea as to how to handle the situation.

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Rhayader stood in front of her and gently raised her head to look at his. He smiled.
"Tindomerel, Please. There is something hurting you."

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She set her jaw, firmly, trying not to look at him. When she finally did, her fair face softened in a small smile.
"It's just something from my past," said Tindomerel, pulling away slightly, casting her glance down at her feet, "Nothing more."

Nothing more...I only wish...

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Sig ll Moi

Rhayader raised her head to look at his.
"Tindomerel... You don't have to tell me then, but I will help you throughout."
He smiled to her and kissed her softly.

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Arinae continued walking, just walking, as she tried hard to figure some way around the situation. She stopped walking, realizing it was just tiring her out. Sitting on a short stone wall of a circle holding water. She dipped her hand into the cold water and tossed it onto her face, wincing as it hit the slice upon her forehead, which was just beginning to skin over. Finally rubbing her face clean, she worked on her hair. Staring towards her reflection, she wondered why she even bothered to clean the blood and dirt when it would only be there again, but she guessed it had been the presence of the fair Arwen that made her subconcious of her appearance.

"At least I look half decently clean... " she mumbled to herself. She wanted badly to tie her hair back, but her arm still pained her if she tried to move it from its sling. In rather a bad mood, she brought one booted foot up upon the stone wall on which she sat and held her good arm around it, resting her chin on her knee. Her mind drifted into deep thought, her eyes closed in weary concentrating. Arinae very nearly resembled a pouting child, her features not looking so much mature as usual as her face dropped into a troubled frown.

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~Cyclist in Training~

Tindomerel's face twisted into a small smile, pulling away. "I will tell you," she said, "But not now... I just first need to settle myself with what happened, that's all."
She kissed him again, lightly and softly. She then spoke. "I am very glad I met you," said Tindomerel, smiling softly.

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Sig ll Moi

"And I for meeting you."
He smiled happily then looked out onto the plains holding his arm around her.
"Looks like we'll going to battle again."
He said grimly.
"If we do I want you stay here."

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Tindomerel laughed at his last remark, then saw his face. He was serious.
"You have to be joking," said Tindomerel, blinking her amber eyes at him, "There is no way I'm stay here."

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Sig ll Moi

He looked at her and shook his head.
"No I'm not joking. I want you to stay and rest. I don't anything to happen to you."

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"I can take care of myself," said Tindomerel, stubbornly, "And I can't rest. I've tried. Sleep and I aren't really meant to be..."
She rubbed her shoulder wound, not really knowing what she was doing. It hurt a bit still. She flexed the muscles in her shoulder, continuing to rub it, muttering a few Elvish swear words.

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Sig ll Moi

Rhayader looked at her sterenly and frowned.
"I love you, but I don't want to see you hurt. I bet if I were to ask Arwen she would agree with me."

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Tindomerel groaned. She knew her sister would side with Rhayader and also order that she be kept at Edoras. "Don't bother," said Tindomerel, "She's going to agree with you. I know that she would."
She muttered serval swear words, some in elvish and other in the common tongue. "I want to go," she said, crossing her arms, looking a lot like a pouting child.

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Sig ll Moi

"I don't care. You could be killed and right now you're the only thing I care for."
He smiled.
"Please, understand."

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Jax tried to rest, drifting off once or twice... But his eyes came open again at the slightest sound.

He could hear all tht was gong on around him while he "Slept" As if he were awake and alert.

The slightest thing that seemed out of place or new stired him in a jerk to a sitting position.

Finaly he realized it was no good to try to sleep and walked outside, looking around. More than anything right now he just wanted to get away into a forest where he could be by himself with no citys, dead bodies, woundedmen, damaged walls, nothing but nature in sight... but that wasn't possible.

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