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Characters: Legolas (

bow_of_the_galadhrim) and OPEN
Setting: Forest floor, slightly backdated to after the droning plot
Format: prose to start, will match you
Summary: Legolas is pissed and lacking confidence in himself now.
Warnings: Nothing but I'll update if anything comes up.

The elf drew back an arrow, pulling the string taut and releasing in quick succession. Each arrow struck the farthest tree from him with inhuman accuracy, each one close enough to another that it was hard to differentiate them from the distance. And he didn't stop, not until his quiver was empty. And then he dropped his bow where he stood and when to recover the arrows, returned and did the same all over again.

If anyone didn't know better, it would seem almost like he was in a trance. He didn't make a single sound as he worked. He didn't need the practice with his bow but he didn't want to not practice. And each arrow he shot, he was visualizing the various administrators. He'd never killed a sentient being before and never considered it but now he was completely without remorse for his own thoughts. Orcs he didn't consider sentient because they lived solely to obey Sauron or Morgoth, they were stupid and confused without them.

He was not their toy. He would not let them make him feel so weak or worthless again. He was the prince of the Woodland Realm, friend to Gimli, one of the Nine Walkers who had chosen to free the world of Sauron.Just thinking of having been Jason's plaything, of being subservient to any of them, a pang of white hot rage flowed through him and he grabbed three arrows, drawing them back together and firing. Watching as they struck the tree together, each one above the other.

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The idea of fighting didn't bother chaos either. While he hated unessasary bloodshed, he would fight if he had to, and he would heal if he had to. However, at Legolas's words, chaos sighed internally.

"..That shall be quite awhile, you know. If you ever feel like you cannot make it to your ship, talk to me. However..I am sure that Jason, at the very least, knows how much the people here suffer."

"I know that it may be some time. This is nothing that will make me fade, only give cause for me to fighter harder while I'm here." He appreciated chaos' offer though, would keep it in mind. Although, he'd sooner go to Haldir for comfort if he needed it.

..Legolas was reminding chaos a little of Haldir here. Was it common for all elves to be stubborn? If it was..then it was probably best not to mention it.

"..Depending upon the length of time and how much you push yourself, it might. However, it is good to hear that you are confident."

Not all elves but many of them. So old as they were and learned, so experienced were they in what the world had gone though. And the fact that he and Haldir were kindred spirits, closer to each other than with others among their race.

"It would hardly matter, I cannot truly fade here."

chaos was quite old..but he knew enough to know that his age did not mean that he was always going to be right. Sometimes, that was for the better, and sometimes it wasn't. Inwardly, chaos sighed.

"Perhaps not physically. Emotionally..almost everyone can do that."

"That's not something anyone needs to worry about."

He's been fighting for his life and the lives of his kin since he'd been old enough to leave the Halls of Thranduil with a hunting party. He'd suffered plenty of injuries and been bedridden enough times that he hadn't despaired. This? This only helped him to understand those that had gone to fight in the Last Alliance.

"Perhaps not now, but even though neither of us realizes it, there may come a time when others will worry, whether you think they should or not. Other will worry when their friends and they people they know are hurting..or when others think they are hurt."

"I know that but I've dealt with years of insufferable situations and have fought for my life on enough occasions to know that I'll be fine."

Spider hunting, defending an entire realm, going on a quest that would determine the fate of his entire world, helping to rebuild after Sauron's final death and then livnig here for a year.

"It is good that you have some experience. However, it is hard to know when something new will come along that you did not see and knock you to the ground."

After all, chaos had been through his share of struggles and hardships..and the loss of his other half.