{ so have a little mingle }

[falconing]

Who: Visitors aboard the S.S. Huntress.
Action: The Huntress.
When: It's a mingle!

[ create top levels, mingle, say hello to the recently awoken comatose pilot, etc ]

Comments

[beardstrokes]

[ That's true. Though Obi-Wan knows, to some extent, that his role is larger than he would like. ]

Then I can only hope for a small role.

[bythewaves]

One can but do what they can with the role assigned, I think - whether tis small or great, I leave for others to determine.

[beardstrokes]

[ He nods. ]

I'm of the same mind.

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor smiles and tips his head in wry salute ]

Here's to those of us who do not ask for our role but have it thrust upon us, eh?

[beardstrokes]

[ Obi-Wan finds his mind wandering to Anakin. ]

And to those who make the most of it.

[bythewaves]

May there always be those who do.

[ Maglor says quietly, wistful ]

[beardstrokes]

There always will be.

[bythewaves]

Násië [ Maglor agrees fervently ]

In your world or mine, may Hope endure.

[beardstrokes]

[ Obi-Wan closes his eyes briefly. It was strange, talking to someone who has sentiments very close to his own. ]

It always does.

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor tips his head in a quiet smile ]

You comfort me - to know that there are such stalwarts out there... Thank you.

[beardstrokes]

[ Obi-Wan squashes the automatic reaction to dismiss. Instead, heart-felt, he murmurs. ]

You're welcome. I think we all need that comfort.

good place to end?

[bythewaves]

I think you have the right of it there. [ Maglor agrees quietly ]

Works for me! <3

[beardstrokes]

Let us hope we were right about the other things as well.

<3

[bythewaves]

Indeed so.