On Applications and Game Choices

[alsoatook]

I- I beg your pardon? No. ...No. Risking my hide for dwarves is one thing, madame, but sending me off to some land unknown to me where there are, what... what did it say in the fine print? monsters. Yes, those. Well that is another thing entirely! And I do not mean to sound rude, and my apologies if I do- but you are no wizard or- or some fussy dwarf king to tell me what to do!

There will be no more unexpected journeys, quests, adventures or anything of that ilk for this humble halfling, oh no. Quiet feet and a knack for going unnoticed may be a gift of my kind, but if there are packs- you... you did remember reading this, yes? PACKS of SEVERAL kinds of- of monsters!? But if there are those lurking in the dark, hobbit or no... I will be found and eaten. I may no longer be in the spring of my youth, if you'll follow me, but death... being eaten is not something I am up for.

So put it right out of your head! Argue all you like, about my having a sword- Balin himself said it was more of a... a letter opener anyway. I hardly know how to use it! Monsters, I'd wager, know how to use their teeth and claws and whatever it is they use to kill a halfling with!

Tookishness aside, and again I beg your pardon for sounding rude... but I am not partaking on this particular adventure.

Thank you.

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[sonof_thrain]

Is something bothering you, Mister Baggins?

[alsoatook]

Is something... bothering me? Whatever gave you that impression, I wonder.

[Scoffing softly, he would apologize for his sarcasm but his mood was most foul.]

Of course something is bothering me! I am being forced on another adventure, alone I might add, where I will very likely be gobbled up by some unnamed beast of some kind.

[Harrumphing most impressively.]

How could I not be bothered?

[sonof_thrain]

[Thorin frowned. He had no time for irritable hobbits.]

Gandalf assured me that you are the best burglar for the job. I do hope you are not thinking of leaving us, Mister Baggins. For that will bode ill for us all and will weight heavy in my heart. I have faith in you, hobbit.

[He huffed gruffly then bristled.]

Gather your courage, Mister Baggins.

[alsoatook]

[Well make time, Thorin. Bilbo has had it up to his pointy ears with stubborn dwarves, his madame writer and wizards, thank you!]

Gandalf says many things, master dwarf. But that is not the adventure I am grousing about. I would prefer yours, with your dragon and your gold! But it seems I have no say in this particular choice.

This is turning out to be a trend.

[sonof_thrain]

[Thorin crossed his arms as he listened to the babbling hobbit. He sighed gruffly.]

Is that so? I have no interest in the whims of your scribe, hobbit. I wish to gain back Erebor from the dragon and take my company north. Are you still with us, Mister Baggins? Or does your heart wish for different climbs?

You always have a choice. It us up to you, to choose with path you take. I do not wish to lose you, burglar. After what Gandalf promised with you.

[alsoatook]

She insists that I can partake in both, that my being ripped from this current timeline has no real bearing on you and your quest... and that things will continue to run in your favor in that regard, if that is to your liking.

[He pauses then, wrinkling his nose.]

To... To your liking!? Why is it that no one is ever concerned for me and my liking.

Thorin thinks Bilbo need some discipline.... sorry XD

[sonof_thrain]

Then she is a fool. My scribe knows that all things will not bode well if he rips me from my quest. He cannot rip me away from Erebor. No one can.

[He narrowed his eyes on the hobbit. My, Bilbo....what a foul mood you are in.]

Not to my liking, burglar. I never mentioned anything of the sort. What do you seek? Perhaps, I can speak with your scribe and temper your foul mood also.

Bilbo reiterates that Thorin wouldn't like the horror game I'm sending him too either. ouo

[alsoatook]

From what I have seen and experienced, scribes will do as they please, master dwarf. She has already finished most of her 'application', as she says, and there is not much else that can be said on the matter.

[He snorts then, shaking his head.]

All I seek is to complete the task given to me, and to bring you and your kin home. While it is still now a safe venture, it is where my heart is set and there is protection. Where I am being sent... it is less so. I just fear for my hide, Thorin.

Re: A horror game in Thorin's book is a dinner date with Thranduil XD I wouldn't so evil though..hm.

[sonof_thrain]

Application? [He scoffed.]

How selfish indeed. Has she no idea of how important our quest is? She knows nothing. [He frown deeped as he face darkened.] It seems these scribes are foolish.

It pleases me to hear those words, burglar. Even through these times, you are still with us. [He clamped a strong hand on Bilbo's shoulder.]

Alas, such evil times from these scribes.

[alsoatook]

She was very keen, and I suppose a part of me is flattered in a strange way to be chosen out of the many she writes for. I would just be more... accepting if the place in question wasn't so horrible and dangerous.

[He manages a half smile, his better humor returning.]

I said as much, didn't I? I always try to keep my word, Thorin. I will do what I can for your quest.

[sonof_thrain]

I see. You keep your word and stout heart and all should be fine. I will hold you to that, Master Baggins.

[oldest_brother]

Oh, come now, Mister Boggins. Adventures are meant to be lived.

[alsoatook]

Baggins, Fili. If I was kind enough to tell you apart from your brother, the very least you can do is remember my name.

Lived until you get eaten, you mean. I would like to skip that part and just stay at home, thank you very much.

[oldest_brother]

Oh, but uncle said you were the best burglar for the job. You won't get eaten, not with us. We'll protect you.

[alsoatook]

I highly doubt Thorin holds me in such a high regard, the orc incident not withstanding of course.

As much as I appreciate that, my lady writer is very determined in taking me to a place where none of you are present, leaving me to fend for myself against all sorts of foul creatures. I will be very lucky to make it back alive, or in one piece... if at all.

[oldest_brother]

Oh, but you'd be surprised, Mister Baggins. Uncle Thorin does hold you in high regard, even though he is sometimes broody. [But broody was hot, right?]

Your lady writer sounds like she needs a kick up the jacksy if she thinks she cans steal you from us.

[alsoatook]

Sometimes broody. By sometimes you mean when he is breathing, yes?

[He will not argue hotness in brooding dwarves, however.]

No one is kicking anything or anyone. She insists no stealing is taking place... merely, ah, borrowing.

[oldest_brother]

Breathing? You surely jest, burglar. Uncle is just a pillar or majesty. [Oh yes he is. The jacksy thing was from Ori...]

Borrowing? Sounds like stealing to me. Aren't you the burglar, not her?

[alsoatook]

Mm. You, of course, know him better. So I shall concede on the matter.

Let's just say, my lady and I share... less than admirable traits. [Said amiably, if not a little dry.]

[oldest_brother]

Of course, we are his nephews. He has brought me up since I was a wee lad. [No higher than Thorin's belt.]

You have a lady scribe, interesting. Mine is male, so perhaps they think differently.

[unexpected_adventures]

I don't think these scribes understand us very well at all. We Baggins must stick together.

[alsoatook]

Ah... yes. Yes, you're quite right. Although I never expected to see, mm, myself? But there you are. Or should I say... there I am? Regardless, I am beginning to understand Gandalf's plight about ones self being the only sane company when in the presence of stubborn folk.

[unexpected_adventures]

Indeed. Aren't we always right? [Well, most of the time.]

We hobbits are best at staying where we belong and making nice cups of tea. Also, homemade jam. [Where was the spirit of adventure, Bilbo?]

Although, my Took side sometimes gets the better of me......us. The yearning for adventure outside of Bag End. I have dreamt of it lately.

[alsoatook]

Even if I... we? Were finished our current adventure, and even if I were inclined for another, which I can't exactly speak for... given I am not that certain me yet- I doubt very much that the Took side would yearn for the adventure my lady writer has in store for me. Us.

All I dream for is safety and a successful quest. Not a new adventure where I am torn from the comfort of friends and companions.

[unexpected_adventures]

Well....quite. [He nodded.]

People need to understand us a little better if think they can write us into any situation just to suit their whims. I won't have any of it. No sir!

[He huffed slightly.]

Already, I am panicking about travelling along with Thorin and company. Incineration.....certain death.....

....does it bother you also?

[alsoatook]

It bothers me terribly, despite the adrenaline rush it also provides. I can admit there is a... call to that particular venture.

But at least with Thorin and his company, I- we, will be looked after. To where I am being sent, however... [Hesitating.]

Let's just say I am not so sure.

That icon looks familiar XD

[unexpected_adventures]

Indeed. The rush may be nice but after it wears off. Then fear sets in.

Thorin will look after us, I have no doubts over that at all. He and his dwarves are a rowdy but friendly sort. I know they will keep me from danger anyway they can. [Even though Thorin could be like a bear with a sore head.]

Uncertainty is the bane of a hobbit's life at the moment.

[iorhael]

Goodness, if Balin thought Sting was only as good as a letter opener (and a dwarf not that much larger in height than a hobbit), what must he think a proper weapon is? Something twice as big as a dwarf?