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Hehe..bizarre that we all decided to wear white...
You look fabulous ladies..
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9/29/04, 3:37 am
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ElenAlasse
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Putting a stray curl back into place, and reapplying her lipstick, Elen stepped out of the carriage to the red carpet of the Frodo's.
The Flash of Camera's and fans screaming her name surprised Elen. She never thought that she was this popular.
Fear possesed Elen, and she was paralyzed for a what seemed forever.
Legolas, who knew of her fear of people, held her waist, leaned to her ear and said something to where Elen tilted her head back and laughed.
His hand grasped hers, and he swirled his thumb in circles on her skin three times.
Grinning Elen took a deep breath and fearlessly they began to walk down the red carpet towards the arena(?)
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9/29/04, 12:36 pm
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Just type into a google search image "Evening Gowns" and it should bring up a billion Evening Gown Websites!!  Then you can post the image here!! Can't wait to see what dress you'll be wearing! :silly:
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9/30/04, 11:52 am
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http://uncommonrose.biz/r/i/greendiamond.2.jpg
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9/30/04, 4:04 pm
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Caz looked out at the blinking lights of a million camera flashes and grinned, now well versed in working the crowd. She looked down the carpet and seeing Elen, give her a smile of support recalling how nervous she had been at her first outing on the red carpet last year..she grinned remembering...and how Tobey had helped her through it...
Speaking of which..where was he anyway? She searched the crowd but only saw several other of the Company members arriving..waving to Luth and Stephen and nodding at Rea and Pip as they got out of their car..but no Tobey...Caz began to tap her foot impatiently while continuing to nod and wave at the crowd..fielding questions about her dress...another five minutes passed..
Well! Why on Middle Earth did he ask me to meet him here and be so specific about not seeing him at home before we left if he was going to be late I don't know..honestly..
ERE! Carrots! A jowl cheeked dwarf photographer shouted..Company Enquirer here...we're just getting shot of you in that lavely dress of yors..there..lavely...lavely stuff..can we tell our readers where you got it?
Caz smiled..of course..it's vintage Sheridan's of Southampton..circa 1912..she leaned over and whispered conspiratorally..and you know legend has it..that it was originally made for a young lady that was bound for America on the Titanic...she had apparently been happy to go with her new American fiance whom she had met while he had been holidaying in England although she was sad to leave her homeland...as the story goes she was much attached to this particular dress because she had been be wearing it when he proposed marriage and so..it held many memories for her..however as fate would have it..her ladies maid, more a friend than servant so close they were, had been to travel with her to America then made an engagement of her own with a local lad who's family home and farm was in England. So they were to be separated when the young lady sailed for her new life..
..by now several other reporters had gathered around Caz as she continued spinning her tale..hanging on to her every word..
...on the night before she was due to leave while her maid was helping her pack her trunk for the final journey..she decided on impulse to make a gift of it to the maid so that she might leave a part of her self behind with her friend and the land that was her home..the dress carried many memories..but new ones would be made as her friend..ecstatic and touched by so fine a gift..such a dress she could never have purchased herself vowed she would have it for her wedding dress so her young lady friend could be there in spirit if not in person...a bond that would keep them joined even if they never saw one another again...and thus the story of the dress began..and now it has found it's way here..Caz smiled..and I am honoured to be wearing it...
Where'd you get it? asked one reporter..enthralled by such a tale..
Well..Caz smiled..it was a gift from my husband..it arrived this morning along with a letter instructing me to meet him here on the stroke of eight o'clock..but..well..I haven't seen or heard from him since and it's now..eight thirty...
The reporter grinned..as she looked over caz's shoulder...I think you're about to...
Caz whirled round before her jaw dropped as the man in question weaved his way through the crowd on the carpet...he was dressed formally in full dinner wear..Edwardian style..with tails..dinner whites..shirt and bow tie glittering white against the stark black of the dinner jacket..cuff links twinkling near his wrists..his hair slicked back..he gave a gentlemanly bow...
Milady?
She looked him up and down with glee at his attire that so well matched her own..well, well Mr Maguire..don't you scrub up well?
Tobey smirked..Och..well now...he intoned in a mock Irish brogue...I have a lot to live up to to be sure in yourself Mrs Maguire..can't have the crowd liking my lady wife better than myself can I? I knew I should't have taught you those red carpet techniques last year..I knew it!..
Caz slapped him on the arm lightly but couldn't keep back her laughter...okay Maguire..you got me...and..she stuck her hand out..fork it over..it's pretty obvious you've got something behind your back there...so..gimme..
Tobey slapped her hand back..ah ha ha..who says it's for you? Maybe I got something for Nath for organising this lovely affair..
Caz scowled darkly..and smirked...it better be for me..do I have to poke you? She poked him in the ribs anyway..Do I?!
Tobey put a finger to her lips..well you asked..not very nicely..(another poke)..but you asked so here you are...
Caz's eyes widened..so unexpected was the gift.....
Tobey looked up..
A green rose for my green Irish rose...both unusual and just a little....prickly if one encounters their thorns...but both a rare beauty that once seen...is never forgotten.
Caz gaped..her mouth opening a few times but nothing came out...
My..my..I do believe I have achieved the impossible and rendered you speechless...Tobey grinned wickedly..for once..
Caz said nothing..leaned over and kissed him square on the mouth while the surrounding cameras clicked madly...
...and clicked...
..and clicked..
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9/30/04, 5:09 pm
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Thea
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Thea walked upon the red carpet alongside Tor, grinning and waving at the crowds. She felt almost like a movie star slinking down to the arena in her blue silk gown and extortionately expensive diamond earrings borrowed all the way from the Lonely Mountain. The only drawback was Grór, who insisted on trailing behind her everywhere she went; he had been sent by the dwarves as a security measure, because "those no good longshanks cannae be trusted; they'd have your belt spirited away before you've noticed yeh walking with britches round yeh ankles little missy!!" He'd clung on to his beautiful and very valuable-looking belt as he'd spouted this wild claim, and Thea had just thought it best to look as concerned as possible, before complimenting the craftsmanship of the dwarves in all things decorative until the subject veered off into less fierce territory. She took a peek over her shoulder now and saw that the short, hairy security guard was eyeing every tall person that came within feet of her with the greatest suspicion; and when it happened to be an elf he became visibly agitated.
Tor caught her furtive glance and tried to suppress a laugh. Thea shook her head helplessly and sighed, it would only happen to her! She walked on, trying to concentrate on the event at hand and put her self-appointed bodyguard out of her mind. She absently held her fingers up to her ear to check the jewellery, and then jerked her hand back down indignantly. For goodness sake, he was making even her nervous!
They signed a few autographs and stood for some pictures, then separated to talk to reporters.
"Thea, you look very elegant tonight, who are you wearing?"
"Dior."
"Ah, of France?"
"No, of Lorien. He's a very talented seamster. There's long waiting lists for his garments though, he takes roughly two hundred years to complete a piece. This one's on loan."
"Hm...
... well, give us a twirl so we can see properly!"
[Thea twirls]
[Reporter coos]
"And this is your first Frodos is it not? I believe you are a quite recent addition to the Company after Amalthea left?"
"Yes this is my first awards ceremony and I'm very excited to be here!"
"What are your hopes for the evening?"
"I hope everybody has a great time, and no one feels upset if they don't get the award they're up for, because every single person has done so well just to be nominated. These awards are just a celebration of all the hard work and effort everyone has put in to the project and I for one am just going to enjoy myself tonight."
"Wonderful sentiments there, from Thea of Rohan, home of the Horse Lords...oh, what lovely earrings my dear! Do tell me where...er.. oh, she's gone! Lots of preparations still to be done! If you look over there to the right you may be able to spot Faramir and Eowyn of Ithilien arriving to a rapturous reception..."
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10/1/04, 4:34 am
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Voronil Palandacil
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Vor quietly shifts through the mass of guests, thankfully greeting Nath for her invitation. He goes underneath the beautiful and delicate chandalier, admiring each astounding detail. As he moves through, greeting as he goes, Vor sights the item he has been searching for.
The Snack and Refreshments bar As he works his way around the immaculate ball room, he looks out the window to the glorious sunset. Off in the distance, a single grey ship approaches, gracefully gliding across the open waves. Hurrying to Nath as elvish and proper as possible, he exclaims the good news.
Our Frodo has arrived.
*humming Into the West*
And this is what the ever so honored Vor wears (nevermind the stupid placement of the word )
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mist and shadow
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