Post by Jedi Arwen ~ Protector of Life on Feb 23, 2005 21:11:49 GMT -5
this is a hillarous story!!!
Some conversation in Minas Tirith, after the Ring's destruction
(At Minas Tirith, after the destruction of the Ring and the return of the armies. Arwen and Eowyn are sitting together out on a balcony. Eowyn has one arm in a sling. An awkward silence. Then...)
Eowyn: So... You and Aragorn, huh?
Arwen: Yep... Me and Aragorn.
Eowyn: Well. That's nice.
Arwen: I like to think so.
Eowyn: I mean, that's great. Aragorn is only the most noble, bravest, strongest, most honorable, most handsome, hottest man in the entire--
Arwen: Um. Didn't you say you had some pictures or something?
Eowyn: What? Oh, yeah, sorry. (She pulls out a large photo album and opens it on her lap) So. This is my fiancé, Faramir, the new Steward of Gondor.
Arwen: Yes, I have met him. He is a fair and noble lord.
Eowyn: (smiling) We are going to have a house in Ithilien.
Arwen: How lovely!
Eowyn: (turns the page) And this is Boromir. He would have been my brother-in-law. But he was driven mad by the lure of the Ring.
Arwen: Oh dear.
Eowyn: He then repented and was subsequently slain by orcs while defending two halflings.
Arwen: Pity!
Eowyn: I should say. And this is Denethor. He would have been my father-in-law. Except that he was shaped to Sauron's will by the Palantir. He went mad and tried to burn himself alive, along with Faramir. He only succeeded in the first task, of course.
Arwen: Oh dear!
Eowyn: (turning the page) This is my brother Eomer, whom you know. And this is my uncle Theoden, whom I loved as a father. He was poisoned by his advisor who was actually in league with Saruman. Then Gandalf healed him.
Arwen: That is most fortunate.
Eowyn: But then he was slain in battle, only a few yards away from me, though I did not know this at the time.
Arwen: Oh.
Eowyn: (in a low voice) Actually, both Faramir and me are in counseling right now. I expect we will be for a very long time.
Arwen: Well, it will all be for the best. (Pats Eowyn's hand)
Eowyn: (abruptly closes the album) Well, enough about me! What about you?
Arwen: (smiles) What would you desire to know?
Eowyn: Well, when you wed, will you be keeping your name, or hyphenating, or what?
Arwen: (thinks for a few moments) Actually, I do not believe I have a last name. (Thinks a little more) Nor does Aragorn.
Eowyn: I suppose that makes things simpler.
Arwen: And what will you do when you wed?
Eowyn: Now that I think on it, I do not have a last name either. Nor does Faramir. (pause) I have never thought about this before. This is a little bit strange. Think you that there could be more than one Eowyn in Rohan and Gondor?
Arwen: It is a possibility.
Eowyn: Things could get complicated.
Arwen: Fear not. For surely you are the only Eowyn Shield-Arm, just as I am the only Arwen Evenstar.
Eowyn: (perks up) Oh...that is a heartening thought. So... I like your hair...
Arwen: Why, thank you.
(con. on next post)
Some conversation in Minas Tirith, after the Ring's destruction
(At Minas Tirith, after the destruction of the Ring and the return of the armies. Arwen and Eowyn are sitting together out on a balcony. Eowyn has one arm in a sling. An awkward silence. Then...)
Eowyn: So... You and Aragorn, huh?
Arwen: Yep... Me and Aragorn.
Eowyn: Well. That's nice.
Arwen: I like to think so.
Eowyn: I mean, that's great. Aragorn is only the most noble, bravest, strongest, most honorable, most handsome, hottest man in the entire--
Arwen: Um. Didn't you say you had some pictures or something?
Eowyn: What? Oh, yeah, sorry. (She pulls out a large photo album and opens it on her lap) So. This is my fiancé, Faramir, the new Steward of Gondor.
Arwen: Yes, I have met him. He is a fair and noble lord.
Eowyn: (smiling) We are going to have a house in Ithilien.
Arwen: How lovely!
Eowyn: (turns the page) And this is Boromir. He would have been my brother-in-law. But he was driven mad by the lure of the Ring.
Arwen: Oh dear.
Eowyn: He then repented and was subsequently slain by orcs while defending two halflings.
Arwen: Pity!
Eowyn: I should say. And this is Denethor. He would have been my father-in-law. Except that he was shaped to Sauron's will by the Palantir. He went mad and tried to burn himself alive, along with Faramir. He only succeeded in the first task, of course.
Arwen: Oh dear!
Eowyn: (turning the page) This is my brother Eomer, whom you know. And this is my uncle Theoden, whom I loved as a father. He was poisoned by his advisor who was actually in league with Saruman. Then Gandalf healed him.
Arwen: That is most fortunate.
Eowyn: But then he was slain in battle, only a few yards away from me, though I did not know this at the time.
Arwen: Oh.
Eowyn: (in a low voice) Actually, both Faramir and me are in counseling right now. I expect we will be for a very long time.
Arwen: Well, it will all be for the best. (Pats Eowyn's hand)
Eowyn: (abruptly closes the album) Well, enough about me! What about you?
Arwen: (smiles) What would you desire to know?
Eowyn: Well, when you wed, will you be keeping your name, or hyphenating, or what?
Arwen: (thinks for a few moments) Actually, I do not believe I have a last name. (Thinks a little more) Nor does Aragorn.
Eowyn: I suppose that makes things simpler.
Arwen: And what will you do when you wed?
Eowyn: Now that I think on it, I do not have a last name either. Nor does Faramir. (pause) I have never thought about this before. This is a little bit strange. Think you that there could be more than one Eowyn in Rohan and Gondor?
Arwen: It is a possibility.
Eowyn: Things could get complicated.
Arwen: Fear not. For surely you are the only Eowyn Shield-Arm, just as I am the only Arwen Evenstar.
Eowyn: (perks up) Oh...that is a heartening thought. So... I like your hair...
Arwen: Why, thank you.
(con. on next post)