#morfudd

[luthiensdaughter]

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♤Canon scenes/chapters you can't stand to watch/read (because it's badly written)?

((The books, excluding the story involving her from Appendix A, have very little to do with Arwen. As such, her character only shines through in her deliberate choices, and not so much her dialogue. The books don’t bother me so much.The movie adaptations are interesting. It is pretty strange to see Arwen Warrior Princess where she replaces Glorfindel, but I think that was an acceptable adaptation choice. 

It is the part of the movie adaptations (in the Two Towers or The Return of the King), where Arwen seems to fall ill for... reasons... that I can’t stand. Pointless drama that wasn’t really a thing. It doesn’t even really pay off in the end because she pops back up in the end like “I’m fine, time to get married”.))

[setsurans]

@morfudd

Wandering through the districts wasn’t necessarily ideal but he wanted to know the areas of this city. For himself and for any potential business. Rai didn’t know how long he’d be in this strange place.. But dwelling on it would leave him open to more threats than anything. He wasn’t stupid. The best thing he could do for himself in this time would be to adapt. Knowing his surroundings was part of that.

Sector Three. District Gamma. From the information he’d gathered, these two areas would be worth looking into. Violence above ground. The ruins below. He may have been there for hours already. Wandering... Maybe the place was getting to his head. His ears shifted every once in awhile. Moving back and forth. Listening to the voices that had started after some time. A single cold blue eye glaring in places where he thought he’d seen something that was never there. It was night now, wasn’t it? None of this happened during the times where the day moon-- Ah, no.. The sun. It didn’t happen while the sun was out above ground. 

Something like that was still strange to him.

Ah. Again.

His gaze shot towards another hallucination, bushy white tail flicking in agitation when he realized this one wasn’t disappearing. So were they real? Their presence alone put him on edge. It was... Darker. The fur on his tail stood on end and he’d moved his hand over the hilt of the longer wooden sword he’d been given.

“What?... You’re real?”