[ColletteTook]

<<OOC: *sigh* Excuse me for being the unreasonable hobbit that I am. Take this Shade!>>

Collette awoke from ehr dreams with a cry that stopped the Ent Moot for some time.
She had had a horrible dream, one of which she had had for quite some time.
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"You've done well Shade" Saruman mused.
"Thank-You ma'Lord" he responded, sounding overly, almost glutinoulsy pleased with his doings ( which Collette was only half-consciously aware of).
"The halfling and the elf are away debating with the ents, not for long mark you" He finished.
"Trust I have placed within thee Shade, and you will keep your honor" Saruman smiled upon him.
"Yes ma'Lord , paticience and wit is all that is required for the last two souls"
"I have taught you well Shade. Go about upon your buisness, and you will be rewarded" "Yes Lord"

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Without warning Collette seized her cloak about her and stood, running out of the moot.
She ran towards Orthanc, almost absolutley sure something was wrong with her friends.
To her suprise she was scooped up by the scruff of the neck by Aranel's strong, work-worn hands and put in front of her on her horse.
"I sense it too, now tell me your dream and we will get there doubly fast" Aranel said, and then spoke some elvish quietly to her horse which made it speed faster than Collette could fathom. As Orthanc drew near, Collette spilled her mind and thoughts, and her never-fading doubts that Shade was a traitor.
They arrived at the doors, Aranel hopped from her horse lightly and Collette shakily clambered off it in a state of clumbsiness that always consumed her lest she held some sort of destructive weapon.
Collette recovered herself and pressed upon the wide doors (with Aranel's help) and strode through the hallways.
They spotted Saruman and Shade walking through one marble-black hallway laughing and lamenting with arms about eachother's shoulders as if they were brothers.
Collette gave an angry yelp that she couldnt restrain, causing both Shade and the old man to whirl around.
"May I just call the guards Lord?" Shade asked wearily.
Saruman nodded, but before Shade could open his mouth, he was tackled by the small hurtling figure which was Collette in full on anger ( which is not a very pretty or pleasnt site).
He fell to the ground, from the force of a baby Oliphant and Collette jammed her blade into and "bit" his kneecap with her sword as she had threatnened to do those many ages ago.
Aranel had her bow to Saruman's face, who now asked "Where are our friends?" she growled. Shade opened his mouth to say something like "Sure be reasonab-" through the pain and mock-fear he now endured "SHUTIT TRAITOR!" Collette roared, twisting the blade painfully and wrenching it from him to put it against his neck.
"I knew- from the frist moment I met you- I alone never trusted you, and how I was right." She said angrily pressing the blade harder to his skin.
He kicked the hobbit off him, sending her into the wall, where she blearily was aware that Aranel was next to her from being blasted back by magic of some sort.
Collette rose shakily once more, to attack if had had the strength, but was immediatly choked by Shade's fingers around her throat. "I could take your life so easily right now, if I did not pity you miserable hide" Shade growled. Collette growled back in spite of the position.