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REBOOTED : braveism

hey guys !! i missed u all so much??  so i decided to REBOOT samwise on another blog – you can now find him  at noeaves !! 

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REBOOTED : braveism

hey guys !! i missed u all so much??  so i decided to REBOOT samwise on another blog – you can now find him  at noeaves !! 

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REBOOTED : braveism

hey guys !! i missed u all so much??  so i decided to REBOOT samwise on another blog -- you can now find him  at noeaves !! 

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Spiders, Orcs, she could even deal with wargs here and there, but when Sam spoke about Trolls, that was what had got her on her feet quickly, remembering such things that horded her and her siblings for so long. No she wouldn’t get taken away once again, so with a stretch and another yawn, she turned to the hobbit with her tongue smacking the roof of her mouth. “Right, well, let’s get going, we’re not going to find Frodo just sitting around.” And she began to take the lead only to turn back to the other. “Which way do we go?”

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                      ' That way, I reckon. ' 

   [ & little samwise gamgee is off       on his nimble journey through       such intimidating woods as this,      plodding along as though each      step may prove to hold some      new terror to overcome. but       valiant & loyal is he yet, for       no matter the challenge, he      believes he can rise to meet      it; the cause is just, a quest       to find his master. stumbling      & fumbling beside her, he       seems deep in thought, or      perhaps, deeply concerned. ] 

                        ' Do you suppose we shall find Mister                           Frodo again? With all these creatures                           o' darkness, things scurryin' 'n hurryin'                           in the shadows, 'M quite fearful-- Samwise,                           you fool! O' course we're goin' to find 'im.                            I made a promise-- A promise I don' intend                           on breakin'! --Oh, but I do hope we find 'im                           soon... ' 

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         ”He said he would be the one to cook supper tonight,           so I should imagine he is not too far —- provided he           can find all the right ingredients…”                                        Bilbo tells Sam with a quirked brow,                                        it would be an interesting night, no doubt.                                        Hobbits were naturals in the kitchen but                                        Frodo rarely took it upon himself to cook.                      ”———-You could join us, of course. If you like?”

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                      ' --Mister Frodo? ' 

   [ sam announces with great      surprise, little eyes widening      until their whites shines in the      sparkling sunlight. ] 

                     ' If Mister Frodo's jus' as savvy in                         cookin' as his letters-- Why, my                         ol' Gaffer-- He ain't a hash slinger                        none, but he's quite proud o' his                        squash soups 'n things. He'd be                        most put to shame! ' 

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braveism

"Samwise Gamgee."

The Hobbit had a warm smile for him when he approached the bar, abandoning her duty of cleaning glasses for the others. Sam had always meant more to her than any of them, being a dear childhood friend. They’d all have to wait.

"What can I do for you today then?"

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   [ a dry throat closes up immediately in      the timid hobbit, leaving him wordless      & most flustered with rosy cheeks growing      a much darker shade of pink. all had seemed      well when his dearest friends were instilling       courage into the hobbit without it, confidence      to speak to the lass behind the counter. yet      in his darkest hour, as he stands before her,      all of the courage he once had retained seeps      out of him like air out of a popped balloon. it      takes him a second to register what she's saying      in the first place, let alone find the words to respond! ] 

                     ' Jus'--- Jus' an ale, lass... '

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*hugs you tight*

   [ a soft sniffle, a helpless shudder;     a hug is exactly what he needs      to console him, to allow him to     shed the tears he’d been fighting     to keep behind his lids. ] 

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"This is nothing like           Lake-town, is it?”

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                      ' Beggin' your pardon, but                         I don' reckon I know such                         a place, sir-- '                          

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Go back, Sam! I’m going to Mordor alone. Of course you are. And I’m coming with you!

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❛ braveism liked ( x ) for a starter!

             ❛ No, no! It’s just that you frightened me, is all. ❜

                          & perhaps she was still frightened — who                  knew what ran through people’s heads when they saw her.

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                     ' I frightened you?! ' 

   [ the disquieted hobbit      announces with pure      astonishment; he'd       only been passing       through when he'd      stumbled upon her.       perhaps it's his unease      of forests after much       peril had occurred there,      he didn't know, but his       racing heart takes more      than a few minutes to       slow & recover. ] 

                     ' Nearly scared me lifeless, you did!                          'Tis very lowly o' you, jus' scarin'                         innocent travelers-- '

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"What would I do without you, Sam?"

                   ’ You’d be quite starvin’, that’s for                     certain, Mister Frodo. Jus’ livin’                      on a bit o’ Lembas. ‘Course, it                      ain’t so bad, but it ain’t so tasty                     neither. Jus’ a bit o’ tasteless                     stuff, really, jus’ to make sure                     your belly quits its rumblin’…                     But nothin’s better than a li’l                      piece o’ home cookin’… ‘ 

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      So you are not here for a reason,       and yet your cause is good? You       have me curious; explain yourself.

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                    ' 'Tis just, yes, but 'tis also                       private, if you follow me.                        'M not tryin' to play no tricks                       on you, sir, it's jus' that-- well,                       I ain't so sure... ' 

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      ℓ - ‘ I would be lying if i said i did not feel the same way little one     ‘

                     ' 'Tisn't right... I don' fancy                        another step, 'm afraid. ' 

  [ one last step is made before     he stops in his tracks completely,     staring most frightfully ahead as     though bad tidings lay in wait there. ] 

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How truly dreadful.                                                                                                     These disgustinghobbits seemed                                                                                       to be increasing by the moment. 

                ❝Leave my sight before I kill you, filth.❞

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  [ though fear wracks the stoutly     hobbit, he remains steadfast;     feet unmoving & hand gripping     the dagger's handle with a deathly     grasp, samwise gamgee stands     his ground.  a      meek     voice     overpowered with unceasing loyalty     escapes him in response, no matter     how he may long to run away from     such a being-- ] 

                      ' Don' you touch 'im, you-- You                         creature o' darkness! Kill me                         if you must, but I ain't leavin'                         'im--! '