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[iorhael]

You should stop cringing, mun. One of my cousins nearly got his face stuck in that exact same expression for a week! It wasn't a particular attractive look for him, you know.

Getting a shot wasn't nearly as dreadful as I thought it would be. I barely felt a thing.

[Hindsight is easy, for hindsight makes everything less worse than it was, anticipation its opposite, making everything far more serious and terrible. Although to add insult to injury, there was no bribe involved to even suffer one's first shot ever.]

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[squirrelhunter]

Hell, you got shot?

...An' ya barely felt a thing?

[iorhael]

My first, yes. It was just a pinch.

[he's not going to talk about how he watched the entire thing, white knuckled and wide-eyed.]

[squirrelhunter]

I call bullshit.

[iorhael]

And I'd have to call you rude. Hobbits are surprisingly hardy people, or so Gandalf seems fond of saying.

[So Daryl, how was your first shot?]

[squirrelhunter]

Gettin' shots fuckin' hurt. Could be the hardest sonuvvabitch out there, an' they still would think they hurt.

[Nope. Not telling. B|]

Only because it rhymes with Bilbo.

[jerkfuck]

Your mun sounds like a dildo.

Re: Only because it rhymes with Bilbo.

[iorhael]

I beg your pardon?

[jerkfuck]

...dildo?

[iorhael]

[He's just looking at you as if you've gone suddenly mad]

[jerkfuck]

A twerp?

Hope a LOTR: Online character is okay...

[ambitiouslynamed]

[The hobbit lass gives a little laugh.] Trust me, young Mister Baggins, [Because Bilbo will always be old Mister Baggins, no matter how old Frodo gets.] it's always the ones that barely hurt when you get them that come back to haunt you later. Me dad had a nasty one from this big boar that he always had trouble with on rainy days.

Always okay!

[iorhael]

[now Frodo looks a little worried. Maybe he should not have gotten the shot!]

You can barely see a mark. You say your father got injured by a boar and figured it a small injury at first?

[Goodness, her father must be a very sturdy hobbit!]

[ambitiouslynamed]

[She gives a gasp.] Oh no! Barely see it? Oh, it's going to be sore for weeks I bet!

Oh, no. He was pretty sure when he got hurt that it was a big deal. He just didn't know he was hurt until after he and Gaffer had it downed and Gaffer was howling about "Yer mam is gonna kill me!"

[iorhael]

[Frodo is quickly going from marginally worried to worry-wart mode here]

It was a little sore before but it was feeling better...

Goodness! He nearly got gored by a boar and the first thing the Gaffer worried about was what his mother would say?

[ambitiouslynamed]

[Her own eyes twinkle, mainly because she's teasing just a little about his own injury. Her father's on the other hand.]

Old Gaffer always had his own way of thinking, and Dad said he would always say these things out of anger and worry that didn't make a lick of sense.

Dad made it out fine though. He helped me shoot down my own boar when I was younger, and he still gets my mam some of the finest conies even at his ripe old age.

[barrelrider]

[OOC: Holy crap, a LOTRO hobbit EXCELLENT TASTE :D]

[ambitiouslynamed]

((Why thank you, good sir/ma'am!♥))

[barrelrider]

Do I want to know what a shot is? [After all the tomfoolery he's had so far with this mysterious Mr. Frodo Baggins, Bilbo has a pinched, almost suspicious look on his face]

[iorhael]

[Frodo looks happy to hear his uncle's voice until he turns around and sees it's the younger one who decided to insult Gandalf's magic, mixes up Brandy Hall with Brandywine (on purpose, he suspects!), and secretly thought Frodo was part dwarf. Frodo's face gains a strangely identical pinched look. It runs in the family]

You might as well, especially as one never knows when one is in for such a thing. I don't think you would like it very much!

[barrelrider]

[Well look at Frodo and his...inclinations. It's probably dwarf plus excessive Tookishness]

Wouldn't I? [It's almost a small challenge, Bilbo puffing out his chest because he'd be at least willing to try anything once. Provided it wasn't too strenuous. And was before noon. Because he had places to be. Places that didn't involve adventuring or Other Such Nonsense]

[iorhael]

[He will take that as a compliment of the highest order. (the Tookish part, not so much the dwarf part)]

It involves deliberately sticking a sharp object into your arm. No, Bilbo, I daresay you would not like it very much.

[masterholbytla]

A shot, Frodo?

[iorhael]

Yes. It was... certainly an experience. You have never had one, have you?

[masterholbytla]

It depends, dear cousin. A little bird told me there are different kinds of shots out there.

[iorhael]

Oh, do tell. You are the expert now.

[This ought to be good]