Inspired by Challenge 56...
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the_challengerTitle: Made of tougher stuff
Author: not_a_lamb
Fandom: LOTRIPS
Pairing: Orlijah (if you squint)
Disclaimer: Not mine. Never happened. Not making any money from it.
A/N: I might write more of this. I'm not quite sure.
Prompt line: You simply must stop taking other people's advice.
“You simply must stop taking other people's advice.” If Orlando's mum had told him once, she'd told him a thousand times. Gullible. That's the word Elijah used—as in, “Jesus Christ Orlando! I can't believe you fell for that! You're so fucking gullible!” Elijah'd shouted it joyfully in his ear, as he, half-drunk, leaned half-drunk on Orlando just a little too much. The volume wasn't the only thing that hurt.
Orlando's problem, as he saw it, is that he trusts people. When he likes someone, he trusts them quickly and he trusts them deeply. What? He believes in people's better angels. Is that so freakishly hard to believe in this day and age? Orlando sighs. That thought makes him sad... until he remembers that he just has to have faith in the human spirit, that justice and right will prevail in the end...And he's doing it again—the hopeful optimist thing, the unfailing faith in the old-fashioned goodness in every person's heart! Wow. This isn't going to be easy. Well, he figures, it's been 23 years coming, this might take a while. Still we're talking about first steps.
With a purse of his lips and a scrunch of his nose, Orlando screwed his determination to the sticking place. He looked his gullibility in its metaphorical eye and said, “No more!”... maybe with a matador's cape. He looked hot in red. Snicker. Red Hot! See what I did there, he asks his inner audience? I made a funny. He smiles until he realizes that his train of thought's run off the track and mere capes (red or not) are not going to be enough to prevail in this fight. Big exhale. Looking quickly across Pete's back garden to check and make sure that no one sees (and mocks!) him doing this, Orlando turns his back on the party and puts a hand over his heart and makes a solemn oath to himself. And so he whispers:
“I, Orlando Bloom, do hereby proclaim myself a cynic. A pessimist. A doubter. And an all-around suspicious sort of fellow. I swear to be diligent in my cynicism, to always assume the worst in any possible situation, and to spread doom-and-gloominess wherever I go. For now and for forever. So mote it be!” He wasn't totally sure what the last bit meant, but it certainly sounded offical, didn't it? Yes it did. And so, with a satisfied little nod, and a determined gait, Orlando headed back into Pete's to rejoin the party with a hardened heart.
Author: not_a_lamb
Fandom: LOTRIPS
Pairing: Orlijah (if you squint)
Disclaimer: Not mine. Never happened. Not making any money from it.
A/N: I might write more of this. I'm not quite sure.
Prompt line: You simply must stop taking other people's advice.
“You simply must stop taking other people's advice.” If Orlando's mum had told him once, she'd told him a thousand times. Gullible. That's the word Elijah used—as in, “Jesus Christ Orlando! I can't believe you fell for that! You're so fucking gullible!” Elijah'd shouted it joyfully in his ear, as he, half-drunk, leaned half-drunk on Orlando just a little too much. The volume wasn't the only thing that hurt.
Orlando's problem, as he saw it, is that he trusts people. When he likes someone, he trusts them quickly and he trusts them deeply. What? He believes in people's better angels. Is that so freakishly hard to believe in this day and age? Orlando sighs. That thought makes him sad... until he remembers that he just has to have faith in the human spirit, that justice and right will prevail in the end...And he's doing it again—the hopeful optimist thing, the unfailing faith in the old-fashioned goodness in every person's heart! Wow. This isn't going to be easy. Well, he figures, it's been 23 years coming, this might take a while. Still we're talking about first steps.
With a purse of his lips and a scrunch of his nose, Orlando screwed his determination to the sticking place. He looked his gullibility in its metaphorical eye and said, “No more!”... maybe with a matador's cape. He looked hot in red. Snicker. Red Hot! See what I did there, he asks his inner audience? I made a funny. He smiles until he realizes that his train of thought's run off the track and mere capes (red or not) are not going to be enough to prevail in this fight. Big exhale. Looking quickly across Pete's back garden to check and make sure that no one sees (and mocks!) him doing this, Orlando turns his back on the party and puts a hand over his heart and makes a solemn oath to himself. And so he whispers:
“I, Orlando Bloom, do hereby proclaim myself a cynic. A pessimist. A doubter. And an all-around suspicious sort of fellow. I swear to be diligent in my cynicism, to always assume the worst in any possible situation, and to spread doom-and-gloominess wherever I go. For now and for forever. So mote it be!” He wasn't totally sure what the last bit meant, but it certainly sounded offical, didn't it? Yes it did. And so, with a satisfied little nod, and a determined gait, Orlando headed back into Pete's to rejoin the party with a hardened heart.
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Date: 2009-12-18 07:02 pm (UTC)OH yes, this definitely begs for more. and so do i! :)
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Date: 2009-12-18 07:20 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2009-12-28 06:49 am (UTC)Glad that you liked Orli's voice. I know that I can totally relate to it, so I thought, 'What the hell. Might as well lay it out there and maybe someone will be amused! LOL. Thrilled you enjoyed it.
Thanks for commenting! (...and sorry that it took me so long to respond to your comment. I really DO appreciate it.)
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