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Who: Maedhros & YOU
Broadcast: Fleet-Wide.
Action: Open to HS Marsiva.
When: Morning.

(Marsiva's hospitality cannot erase what Maedhros has endured. He is dressed cleanly and his hair is braided neatly and away from his face. Even his burns have been healed with minimal scarring. But there is something untamed in his eyes.

Something that burns like a hungry, desperate fire.)

...why? (His low voice resonates clearly, cutting through the air with ease. He needn't ever shout.) Surely these quarters are not located within the Halls of Mandos?

(He feels life flowing within him and it is wrong. Lifting his only fist, he hits the nearest wall, clenching his teeth.)

Do not trap my fëa. Arda is safer with me dead.

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Alright is all we have managed. (It's not good enough.)

I want to come to you. You were never the problem.

"As long as you are here, I will be well." He promises.

"Alright - I am on the Huntress, or we can meet on the Iskaliut. I...wanted to open a music shop."

His shoulders sag in relief to know it wasn't his fault.

I will...try to be my best. (For Maglor's sake.)

You should. (He smiles, proud.) Have you considered giving concerts too?

"All I need is you." Maglor assures him. "Just having you again is a blessing unlooked for."

He ducks a little, pleased. "A young man named Winn wanted me to participate in his exchange of cultures. Janes Kirk also wished to hear me play, as did Obi-Wan, one of my shipmates."

( "Even now? Even after I abandoned you?" He wants to ask, but his throat aches, closing around the words.)

Do not be too kind to me, Kano. I do not deserve it.

(The past is pushed back - far back - when he sees Maglor's happiness.)

Then do not keep them waiting! I would like to listen too.

"You deserve the world." He says fiercly. "I would do anything for you."

He flushes, pleased.

"I already agreed. I will let you know when we set a time. But I can play for you any time, Nelyo"

(He blushes darkly and it is impossible for him to hide his delight over his brother's response. Maedhros will just have to ensure Maglor never goes too far.)

Then be happy for me. Do what makes you smile. I do not like missing even one of Kano's concerts.

Would you play for me?

"Of course!" He beams at him, willing to put everything else aside for the moment.

"What do you want to hear?"

I admit I have missed it all. (The finished creations and the unfinished. He has even missed Maglor practicing his scales!)

Maglor ducks, pleased.

"Then I will play my favorite lullaby of yours."

Softly, softly, hold me close
Sing me now to sleep
Gently, gently, let us dream
Tomorrow is a new dawn
Today the rain may have come
And the clouds are grey
But the rain will wash the world all clean
So tomorrow we start again.

(Maedhros closes his eyes, going very still as he listens. A more fitting song doesn't exist for their current situation. When Maglor finishes, he smiles and opens his eyes.)

Shall we start again, Kano?

"Can we?" There is something almost painfully hopeful in the question.

Are we allowed?

I would like to very much. (That hope is echoed and he inclines his head shyly.)

"A new start" He whispers softly and nods, hands brushing the communicator.

"Soon, Nelyo."

Hantanyel, toron. Melin tirië hendutya sílalë yá lalat. ("Thank you, brother. I love to see your eyes shine when you laugh.") We will have a better life this time.

Edited 2016-06-16 00:01 (UTC)

Lyë melinyë hannonya

Á ranya véra tielya, Kano. Vanwa ná yassë tye melë. I will follow. ("Wander along your own path, Kano. Lose yourself in that which you love.")

[ Just the very sound of Quenya is relaxing, his cradle-tongue spoken by one of his earliest voices ]

Only so long as you come - I do not wish to be parted from you now.

(A voice that spoke a lot to those little Elven ears.)

I am your shadow this time. Look behind you - or beside you - and I will be there.

Edited 2016-06-16 06:54 (UTC)

It would hardly be fitting for you to be behind! [ He protests shyly ]

You were ever first, my brother.

First to greet our parents, first to make perilous mistakes, first to die.

I think you are far more fit to be first.

First to stand aside, first to reach out in reconciliation, first to protect.

[ Maglor retorts and he lifts his chin proudly ]

I followed you then, and I will follow you now, aranya

(He can't stop a small smile at that pride.)

What do you say to a compromise? We stand by each other - neither one of us before or behind?

I can do that. [ Maglor smiles back shyly ] I would be honored to stand by your side again.

The honor is mine. (He takes nothing for granted.) I did not expect acceptance for you, honestly.

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