Legolas found himself in the park after work. His thoughts had strayed more than once to the lovely fae Maleficent. He reflected on their...friendship? relationship? He wasn't quite sure what to call it--yet. A soft smile curved his lips as he ventured over to the flower seller. What kind should he buy the lady? He wondered.

Maleficent's reading and writing skills improved since she'd started practicing them. Most common words she could read at a glance, and she was able to figure out most uncommon ones by sounding them out. At the moment the words 'crescent' and 'croissant' were her particular bane - a (npc) patron had ordered one of the latter while she was copying ( Read more... )

Legolas had set up a small demonstration area just outside the school of Archery. He hoped to get in some prospective clients by giving them a free trail--no obligation--lesson with the bow ( Read more... )

Legolas waited for the hybrid to met him in what he considered to be 'their' meeting place in the forest. The two had talked about building a small home--nothing that would replace their lodgings at the hotel--but someplace they could get away and have some privacy ( Read more... )

It was late afternoon, and Castiel was in the park walking Bernie. The dog was not on a leash, but he had trained him well enough by now to listen to many commands... of course 'listen' did not always mean he would obey. Bernie had a big personality for such a little dog, and he was smart, so at least Cas knew he wouldn't run out of the park and ( Read more... )

The elf sensed something was amiss in the village, something he could not quite put his finger on. People seemed tense, more prone to anger. Some of his students had gotten into a nasty fight at the dojo and he was fortunate that he was able to break off the fight before anyone got seriously hurt ( Read more... )

( Vague spoilers for Desolation of Smaug )

I have chosen to work on the lesson plans down in the hotel lobby today. Part of it was simply to get out of my room for a while, even if it's just downstairs. The other part is to keep Olore from sitting on my planning book while I am trying to write in it. That cat makes for good company, especially in the winter when I stay in and read so much: ( Read more... )

It was cold out, but the elf had endured more severe weather in his days. He would not allow a little snow to deter his practice. Legolas had already set up camp for when Michael would join him later. His lover was out for a run as the Winter moon was full this brisk evening ( Read more... )

The temperature drop was much slower in the village than what Jack had ever experienced. The village was stubborn, only giving fleeting inches when Jack wanted feet, and rain when he wanted frozen breath. The feel of Winter just on the horizon was driving him mad, but he felt good at the same time. Just a little stronger everyday. He had even ( Read more... )