Let's all hold hands and sing Kumbaya

[notzubats]

Who: Everybody! It's a planet mingle!
Broadcast: If You want!
Action: On the Holding Hands plant!
When: From June 23 until whenever we need a new mingle.

[At long last, the fleet has arrived to a new planet. This means it's time for a mingle guys! Get in! ]

Comments

[therewillbeorder]

Millennia? [Hux's expression is flat, unbelieving. ]

Then you claim to be immortal>

[bythewaves]

That depends on your definition of immortality, I think. We can die, as easily as any - but we were born as part of the world, and to it we are tied, and so we will endure, as long as it does.

[therewillbeorder]

But you've lived for millennia already. [He knows he's human, his lifespan is technically limited and the only way he could achieve immortality is through his legacy.

One he hoped he created by blowing up an entire system of planets and moons along with a fleet. It makes mortality bearable.]

How is that possible?

[bythewaves]

I have. [ Maglor agrees ] And will live to see more, if I am not slain.

[ He shrugs ]

It is how we are, we Quendi. As I said - we are tied to the world, to endure so long as it does.

[therewillbeorder]

Magic then.

[He had no respect for magic or the Force. While it could be a force to reckon with, it wasn't anything that should be depended on.]

How...quaint.

[bythewaves]

[ A quirked eyebrow answers him ]

You Men and your tendency to call that which you do not understand 'magic'. It is simply how we are made - to endure. It is hardly magic.