Lunar} O'er the Misty Mountains we go. {Killua

[I Am killua]

LunarZodiac

A roleplay between Lunar and Killua. Don't post unless your one of us.  

[LunarZodiac]

I Am killua

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Valarie sat on a rock near Rivendell quietly deep in thought as she listened to the creatures around her in the distance, the long haired light brunette female glanced over her shoulder smiling a bit when she heard some laughter and shouting "you should be inside the walls" she said giving a stern look though she was one to talk since she was outside the walls which was to get some peace and quiet for a little while.

Val often thought about visiting Gandolf who often had something for her to do, although she liked her home she liked adventures and roaming around too. Adventure and heart pumping actions often made her day, hearing the kids she shook the thought now looking over before noticing some noise several feet away "we should get back" she said to the children and lifted her bow and arrows as she began escorting the children back to Rivendell walking calmly although keeping a look out cautiously granted she often was told she was a bit paranoid.

Hearing another rustle she had suggested a game for getting back "if you all beat me back inside I'll give you all a treat" she said to the kids who began exchanging looks and smiling though they wondered why she mentioned this they began running and giggling a little with her following behind cautiously.  

[I Am killua]

LunarZodiac

I was seven years old, when I got my first pair And I stepped outside And I was like, momma, this air bubble right here, it's gonna make me fly I hit that court, and when I jumped, I jumped, I swear I got so high I touched the net, momma I touched the net, this is the best day of my life Air Max's were next, That air bubble, that mesh The box, the smell, the stuffin', the tread, in school I was so cool I knew that I couldn't crease 'em
My friends couldn't afford 'em Four stripes on their Adidas On the court I wasn't the best, but my kicks were like the pros Yo, I stick out my tongue so everyone could see that logo Nike Air Flight, but bad was so dope And then my friend Carlos' brother got murdered for his Fours*, whoa See he just wanted a jump shot, but they wanted to start a cult though Didn't wanna get caught, from Genesee Park to Othello You could clown for those Pro Wings, with the Velcro Those were not tight I was trying to fly without leaving the ground, Cause I wanted to be like Mike, right Wanted to be him, I wanted to be that guy, I wanted to touch the rim I wanted to be cool, and I wanted to fit in, I wanted what he had, America, it begins

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㊊㊋㊌㊍㊎㊏ ㊐㊑㊒㊓㊔㊕㊖㊗㊘㊜

Dylan was somewhat amused by the random thoughts that seemed to flit eagerly through his mind. He figured it was just one of the side effects of near death experiences. He returned to the task at hand. He was surrounded by orcs with no back up. He calmed his breathing and took out his swords. He waited for the Uruk-hai leading the orcs to initiate the attack. Dylan wasn't on any particular adventure at the moment. He was a drifter and his travels had landed him into this unfortunate circumstance. He remembered grimly that he should have taken the left fork instead of the right a while back. He shifted a bit, waiting for the battle to start.

Dylan didn't cringe when the Uruk-hai blew the war horn. He blocked the first slash of an over eager orc. He cut the orc down before moving forward to the next one. He side stepped a thrust and cut off the heads of two orcs unlucky enough to be within his reach. Dylan was fast but the orcs outnumbered him. He received a few minor wounds but nothing too major. He cut down a few more orcs before heaving to dodge out of the way of an oncoming arrow. The Uruk-hai was busy placing another arrow into his bow, The draw strength along was probable more than what two or three humans could draw. He knocked over one of the two remaining orcs and used the last as a shield. The arrow lodged itself within the orc's stomach and was poking out of the other side. Dylan tossed the orc aside and stabbed the last orc where he laid.

Dylan was breathing heavy but he had no choice but to continue fighting. He ducked under the Uruk-hai's slash and kicked out. The Uruk-hai stumbled back but swung his sword out, catching Dylan in the left shoulder. Dylan backed away in pain. The blood losses from the minor wounds were starting to affect him. He looked up but wasn't able to dodge the rushing Uruk-hai. Dylan was knocked to the ground and the Uruk-hai started attacking him. The blows rained down all over him. His sword was knocked out of his hand and he tried to reach for it. He couldn't die here. After surviving so much he was brought down by and ambush. He kept groping for his sword. He was able to grab it without the Uruk-hai noticing. He used the last of his strength to stab the Uruk-hai in the neck. He watched as it choked on its own blood.

Finally the Uruk-hai stopped struggling and Dylan was able to get off the ground. He grabbed his sword and stumbled away from the carnage. He had no idea where we was going towards but he knew he was somewhere in Eriador. He had been traveling towards Rivendell but took a wrong turn somewhere. His blood loss clouded his mind. He couldn't think anymore. He just knew that he had to keep putting one foot in front of the other. He must have had more strength than he thought because he was still going after a good twenty minutes of stumbling.

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We want what we can't have, commodity makes us want it So expensive, damn, I just got to flaunt it Got to show 'em, so exclusive, this that new s**t A hundred dollars for a pair of shoes I would never hoop in Look at me, look at me, I'm a cool kid I'm an individual, yea, but I'm part of a movement My movement told me be a consumer and I consumed it They told me to just do it, I listened to what that swoosh said Look at what that swoosh did See it consumed my thoughts Are you stupid, don't crease 'em, just leave 'em in that box Strangled by these laces, laces I can barely talk That's my air bubble and I'm lost, if it pops We are what we wear, we wear what we are But see I look inside the mirror and think Phil Knight tricked us all Will I stand for change, or stay in my box These Nikes help me define me, but I'm trying to take mine, off

 

[LunarZodiac]

I Am killua

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Hearing a horn in the distance she quickly got the kids to the doors before telling the guards she would return after making sure their wasn't going to be any trouble heading for them, reluctantly she had someone with her on her journey as requested by her father and some of the elders. She was a well known elf so many wanted her to be looked after even though they knew she could probably handle herself just fine, as the two left on their journey eventually they had come across an injured male and Val decided to try and help him.

The male she had traveled with took the guys things while Val focused on helping him cautiously, after some bickering the three had taken cover near some tree's carefully and caustiously making camp for the night. Looking the male over Valarie found him to be a non threat though he was injured she felt as if she wouldn't need to worry about him trying to kill her and her friend even though they didn't know each other.

Valarie had spent a great deal of time near the stranger tending to his wounds before insisting on a walk to gather water for them before it got to dark, inhaling deeply the female took a stroll to a nearby source of water also bringing back berries and fish so to nourish themselves while away from Rivendell their home. The elven female made her way back to the two men and set the things down, her friend Garnich had began making a fire keeping it small but not to small; Soon after Val's return he began cooking the fish while exchanging a little small talk with the brunette.  

[I Am killua]

LunarZodiac

I was seven years old, when I got my first pair And I stepped outside And I was like, momma, this air bubble right here, it's gonna make me fly I hit that court, and when I jumped, I jumped, I swear I got so high I touched the net, momma I touched the net, this is the best day of my life Air Max's were next, That air bubble, that mesh The box, the smell, the stuffin', the tread, in school I was so cool I knew that I couldn't crease 'em
My friends couldn't afford 'em Four stripes on their Adidas On the court I wasn't the best, but my kicks were like the pros Yo, I stick out my tongue so everyone could see that logo Nike Air Flight, but bad was so dope And then my friend Carlos' brother got murdered for his Fours*, whoa See he just wanted a jump shot, but they wanted to start a cult though Didn't wanna get caught, from Genesee Park to Othello You could clown for those Pro Wings, with the Velcro Those were not tight I was trying to fly without leaving the ground, Cause I wanted to be like Mike, right Wanted to be him, I wanted to be that guy, I wanted to touch the rim I wanted to be cool, and I wanted to fit in, I wanted what he had, America, it begins

Ⓓⓨⓛⓐⓝ Ⓡⓐⓜⓢⓔⓨ
㊊㊋㊌㊍㊎㊏ ㊐㊑㊒㊓㊔㊕㊖㊗㊘㊜

Dylan had no idea how long he was walking for before he saw another face. It seemed to belong to a brunette elf. Although the problem was the elf was glowing. He figured that it was his end. He felt his body pitch forward before he blacked out. He had no idea that the elf female was real or that she was helping him along. His dreams drifted towards his travels. He had no idea that he was still alive. Part of him believed that in death he would relive his old memories. He wasn't the type to believe in an afterlife experience. This particular memory consisted of a meeting he had with the famous Gandalf. He doubted that the powerful wizard would remember Dylan. The interaction they had was brief. All Dylan had to do was get something and give it back to Gandalf. He only met the wizard twice for about five minutes each meeting. The adventure was neither long nor too dangerous. It was just a memory that he enjoyed.

The next memory that came in wasn't as nice. He had gotten captured by this nasty gang of thieves and cutthroats. They had ambushed him on the road from bree. They had thought he was a traveling merchant carrying valuables. He was actually just traveling to the shire. Unfortunately for him the thieves decided to keep him alive. He was tortured till he was unconscious most days. He was able to escape eventually. After a rather loud night they had Dylan was able to kill two of the thieves and grab his things back. The memory wasn't the best but it taught him a very important lesson. You couldn't trust anyone in this world. It was a lesson he still listened to today.

Dylan started to wake up to the smell of food. He had no idea who was cooking or what but the smell alone was enough to bring him back to his senses. He groans before opening his eyes. His whole body hurt too much to move though. He turned his head slightly to get a better view at his companions. The two of them seemed to be elves, probably from Rivendell itself. Dylan figured that they must have heard the war horn and come running. Everyone was afraid of orcs. Left to run free and the orcs would destroy everything in their path. "Thanks." Conan stated quietly. The elves could have left him to die but apparently they didn't seem to want him dead. He wasn't actually amazed that he had survived. He was almost positive that he would have been dead by now. His luck seemed to be holding up for now.

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We want what we can't have, commodity makes us want it So expensive, damn, I just got to flaunt it Got to show 'em, so exclusive, this that new s**t A hundred dollars for a pair of shoes I would never hoop in Look at me, look at me, I'm a cool kid I'm an individual, yea, but I'm part of a movement My movement told me be a consumer and I consumed it They told me to just do it, I listened to what that swoosh said Look at what that swoosh did See it consumed my thoughts Are you stupid, don't crease 'em, just leave 'em in that box Strangled by these laces, laces I can barely talk That's my air bubble and I'm lost, if it pops We are what we wear, we wear what we are But see I look inside the mirror and think Phil Knight tricked us all Will I stand for change, or stay in my box These Nikes help me define me, but I'm trying to take mine, off

 

[LunarZodiac]

I Am killua

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The two exchanged words occasionally glancing at the body that they came across before seeing him move and hearing 'thanks' Valarie got up quickly coming to the males side lightly placing a hand on his chest and laying him down as she looked at his wounds carefully "the orcs were after you?" she asked softly before glancing at her friend who's eyes seemed to be watching them "Garnich" she said as if to cause the male to look away.

After a pause the elven male returned to eating and staring at the fire occasionally looking over while Val made sure the male was alright, her eyes looking the male over a few times before resting her eyes on the males face "name?" she asked curiously before moving her hand from his shoulder/chest area "where are you from? where are you going to be on such a journey to be attacked by orcs?" she questioned. Val noted that the male was elven causing her to feel a bit more relaxed about the dark haired guy but still wondered what was going on and stood up now striding over to where her bow and arrows were, her dagger still on her belt which rested around her waist.

The slender brunette exchanged a few quiet words as well as glances towards the laying male, she then made her way in the direction the guy was coming from wanting to learn more about the orc mishap. After a few minutes the female had disappeared from the camp they had set up, she had vanished in a light run hoping to return before it got to dark since the sun was slowly descending from the sky only allowing her light for so long while away from camp. Val had tracked to where the battled happened and knew that if orcs came due to the horn their would be a search for the male causing her to look back in the direction the three's camp was at.

Valarie let out a sigh as she quietly stood their only to exhale heavily, she pulled the dagger from her belt and cut into her left hand a little causing blood to begin to trickle to the ground while placing her dagger back in her sheath for the sharp knife. Val led the spotting blood trail to a river after making it seem as though who ever killed the orcs had managed to escape only to get taken by the current of the water. Val then cleaned her hand and pulled a ribbon from her hair tying it tightly around her hand causing the female to wince a little and begin her journey back to the others where Garnich soon questioned her about her hand causing her to shrug it off repeating "I'm fine" and "don't worry" .  

[I Am killua]

LunarZodiac

I was seven years old, when I got my first pair And I stepped outside And I was like, momma, this air bubble right here, it's gonna make me fly I hit that court, and when I jumped, I jumped, I swear I got so high I touched the net, momma I touched the net, this is the best day of my life Air Max's were next, That air bubble, that mesh The box, the smell, the stuffin', the tread, in school I was so cool I knew that I couldn't crease 'em
My friends couldn't afford 'em Four stripes on their Adidas On the court I wasn't the best, but my kicks were like the pros Yo, I stick out my tongue so everyone could see that logo Nike Air Flight, but bad was so dope And then my friend Carlos' brother got murdered for his Fours*, whoa See he just wanted a jump shot, but they wanted to start a cult though Didn't wanna get caught, from Genesee Park to Othello You could clown for those Pro Wings, with the Velcro Those were not tight I was trying to fly without leaving the ground, Cause I wanted to be like Mike, right Wanted to be him, I wanted to be that guy, I wanted to touch the rim I wanted to be cool, and I wanted to fit in, I wanted what he had, America, it begins

Ⓓⓨⓛⓐⓝ Ⓡⓐⓜⓢⓔⓨ
㊊㊋㊌㊍㊎㊏ ㊐㊑㊒㊓㊔㊕㊖㊗㊘㊜

Dylan was too tired to respond. Instead he just watched as the female elf walked away. He struggled to get his hands under him. He slowly climbed to his feet and checked out of his wounds. They didn't seem to be too extensive. The biggest wound seemed to be his shoulder. He noticed that the male companion seemed to be eyeing him. Dylan turned away and walked towards the edge of the clearing. He had no idea where he was. He didn't tend to cross the mountains through Rivendell. He didn't really get along well with other elves. He tended to be too harsh for most elves. He grew up in a wilderness camp. The camp was nice enough but he was the only elf in the camp. He was raised by humans and they lacked the strength and speed a member of his race would have.

Dylan took in a deep breath. A slight pain coursed through his body. He sighed and turned back towards the fire. He walked over to where his belongings were. He took a quick inventory check. He saw his swords and daggers. His pack was still in one piece. The bag was a gift from his adoptive father. When Dylan had announced his plan to travel the world the bag was a gift. It was the last remembrance he had of his old life. He took a seat by the fire. He needed to rest already after such a short walk. He was afraid that the ambush would set his travels back a bit. He had no intentions of resting, but there are worst places than Rivendell to take a break.

His eyes trailed the female elf as she reentered the camp. He stood up and walked over to her. "Thanks for helping me. My name is Dylan and my home is in the ruins of Menegroth. I'm a drifter. I travel around and sometimes I take on jobs that need to be done. The orcs ambushed me while I was traveling. I have no idea why and as you saw I barely came out of it alive." He figured that the truth would be better than lying to them. He had no reason not to trust them. The two of them had decided to save his life after all. He had his sword belted around his waist and placed the daggers into their sheaths. He wasn't planning on leaving but he wanted to be prepared in case they were attacked. He knew that even the best of warriors were sometimes brought down by being unprepared or over confident.

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We want what we can't have, commodity makes us want it So expensive, damn, I just got to flaunt it Got to show 'em, so exclusive, this that new s**t A hundred dollars for a pair of shoes I would never hoop in Look at me, look at me, I'm a cool kid I'm an individual, yea, but I'm part of a movement My movement told me be a consumer and I consumed it They told me to just do it, I listened to what that swoosh said Look at what that swoosh did See it consumed my thoughts Are you stupid, don't crease 'em, just leave 'em in that box Strangled by these laces, laces I can barely talk That's my air bubble and I'm lost, if it pops We are what we wear, we wear what we are But see I look inside the mirror and think Phil Knight tricked us all Will I stand for change, or stay in my box These Nikes help me define me, but I'm trying to take mine, off