"Don't show them the movie!" She yelled, coke in one hand pizza in the other. "Wont' it mess with their whole space time continuum if they know what happens?" She asked, now calmer because she was in closer proximity.

"Show them another movie, like Shrek or something. We really shouldn't give away junk from their world." She finished taking a long swig of coke, sighing happily as the caffiene ran through her veins.

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"I don't know," Eowyn responded as she stared at the screen in surprise, unsure what to make of it. The Two Towers? she wondered, thoroughly confused. "Do you mean to say there are stories of us?" she asked, as she glanced over at her brother and than at Legolas before turning to glance back at Dylan. "And as for this 'movie', how can we be certain it is not the work of Sauron?" she asked, still unsure if it was as harmless as it seemed or some trickery conjured up by the Dark Lord. She then glanced quickly at Alex as the girl spoke about something messing up their own time. What in Arda is going on? she wondered as she turned to look at her brother, her eyes filled with confusion.

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Turwaithion landed face-first on the floor with an oof, cursing as he felt warm blood seep from his nose. Tilting his head back, he examined his surroundings. Last he saw, the surrounding mountains of Hithlum were absent of any form of room. It was a strange place, though. Streamlined design, gleaming shleves. Very little wood. Who would make a home with so much metal? Stemming the flow of blood with his cloak, Turwaithion called out. "Hello? Is anyone there?"

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"But- I..." Dylan sighed. "It would've been interesting, anyway." she popped out the DVD and stuck in Shrek instead.

"Yay for green ogres." she turned back to Eowyn. "You needn't worry about the whole Sauron things. We make the movies... not anyone from Middle Earth." she suddenly felt rather ridiculous, peering over Eowyn's shoulder at the large six-foot tall inflatable Eowyn by the kitchen. She coughed.

Dylan tilted her head up and yelped. "Alex?! Who is that?! Please tell me Sauron is not going to walk into your house. Please, please, please." she whimpered. "Do you have a gun?!"

"Yes, it's in my bathroom" She said seriously. "And I'm a quite good with the shotgun. Not too mention, that is not Sauron. He'd be bigger...and blacker. Wow, that sounded racist. And I think he has worse things to worry about." She took a sip of coke.

"If I worked for Sauron, Eowyn, I would have asked for more money and a bigger house." She laughed and watched as Donkey made some comment, "Gotta love this movie."

She looked at the figure (Turwaithion) who was sprawled on the floor, "Oh, come on! Don't bleed on that. I promise you that floor costs more than your life, and my Father will have kittens if blood gets all over it." She jerked the man to his feet, "Come on man, let's get you cleaned up."

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"What if your dad finds out?! How are they going to get back?!" she curled up on the couch and winced when one of the chopsticks in her hair poked her in the head.

Frodo was still standing there, not sure what he should think, nor he knew what had happened. "Who...are...you...?" he asked, Sting still drawn. The blade was normal, as always. There weren't orcs in this place, but what was this place? What if this was just a trap...to..." he slightly went his hand up to his neck. The chain with the Ring was still there. "Now...tell me...what do you want? You have led us into a trap...right...? You...you want to get...It...for yourselves...right?"

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"He'll know anyway, he's like me. He just knows, and it's creepy really, I think he worked for the C.I.A at some time." She shook her head and turned towards the diminutive ringbearer, "Should you even be talking about that? And no, once again we are not setting anyone up for anything. Not to mention the last thing I need is another piece of jewelry, especially one filled with evil and malice. Kay, thanks, bye." She said with a half-grin directed towards, Dylan.

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Dylan's eyes widened. "You can't talk like that to Frodo! You know he'll... destroy the ring!" she whispered the last part, and took his arm, dragging him to the couch.

"Please, sit, Mr. Frodo. I'll make... Lembas bread?" she went inside the kitchen and stole some Sarah Lee bread, then ran outside to look for leaves.

"I'll talk to the freeloaders however I want, kay? Speaking of freeloaders, why is there no freeloading wizard? We should definitely have had one of those," she shook her head and adjusted Turwaithion, whom she was still gripping by the collar. "Lembas? Hooooo...becky. You are such a goober, Dyl." She laughed and shook her head once more, grinning.

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"Stop calling me a goober! I don't even know what that means exactly." she whined, wrapping the bread into the leaf.

((My guy's fron the 1st Age. Sorry, I never saw the suggestion for 3rd Age charries))

Turwaithion watched the scene, bemused. There were several people who looked to be of Middle Earth, but the girl holding the collar of his hauberk and her companion; by the Valar, this house, were of a foriegn world. Talk of Sauron, a maliceful ring, a human who possesed the art of baking lembs, although, one look in her direction proved to him that she had recieved no instruction whatsoever, was driving the Elf Lord to his breaking point. "By the Valar and Eru Illuvatar himself, he muttered. Were am I, what id this talk of Sauron as though he has ababdoned Tol-in-Gaurhoth and thrown down his master? And, by the way, I thank you for you're assistance milady, but by Manwe Sulimo, who are you?" he asked, looking as though he mat have a stroke at the next given moment.

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Eowyn looked up at the newcomer with some surprise. He looked to be from Middle-earth, though she had no idea of his name. An elf lord, he was-that much she could ascertain, but the way he spoke-it sounded as if he was from a different age. "That is because Sauron has risen to power and is threatening to cover all the lands in a second darkness, my lord" she said simply to the elf . "Things go ill my homeland of Rohan where orcs and uruks pillage freely under the command of Saruman." she added.
What sort of devilry is going on here? she wondered to herself after she had spoken. First she was brought to a strange land that had some tall figure of what looked like to be her, and yet was somehow slightly different of her in the kitchen, they had things called "movies" and now she met an elf who possessed great knowledge of the days of old yet seemed bewildered on the events happening now.

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"Milady" Turwaithion said shaking his head and removign his blood stained cloak, grateful his nosebleed had stopped "I know nothing of what you speak. The last I saw, Fingolfin sits as the Noldorin High King, Morgoth rules the north, where in Beleriand is Rohan? I have not heard of it."

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Alex's arm was getting tired. She unceremoniously dropped the man's collar, "Right, I suppose formal introduction are necessary. So, I'll start. I'm Alex, nice to meet y'all." She said adressing her whole group, glancing around at each of them.

Looking down at Tur she said casually, "Long story short, you two are not from the same time period and a different evil overlord has taken over. Namely, Sauron."

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