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! ]

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[dancingmd]

[Welcoming his mental embrace, she tentatively leans on his shoulder as well. Too intimate of a gesture, perhaps, for friends so new, but she cannot help but include him in her extended familial circle, especially after this. His loneliness reminds her of another's and an old tired voice echoes in her head, the voice of a man grieving for his wife, one of the last of his generation. You know what the worst part of growing old is? So many of the people you've known all your life are gone and you realize you didn't take the time to appreciate them while you still could.]

I'm sorry too. But you're not alone now.

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor allows it - skittish and shy still, but she's not a stranger, and Finrod likes her too - besides. She needs this, right now. ]

No, I suppose I am not, hm?

[ He sings to her, low and wordless, comforting ]

[dancingmd]

[Finrod... she doesn't catch the whole thought, just the general shape of their shared connection through him. Mutual love of Finrod brought them together, but it has moved beyond that. She cares about Maglor in his own right too.

She lets his song wrap around her. It's nice, being sung to - she doesn't even remember the last time she was comforted in such a way. Probably not since she was a child. She does, however, remember doing the same for Wesley, for many, many nights after Jack died. He had a terrible time sleeping... but then so did she. The songs helped both of them, really.]

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor agrees - without his music, he's pretty sure he would have faded long ago. But music gives him both purpose and comfort as well as serving as a form for reaching out to others.

He sings for her, memories of being tiny and held in strong arms and being sung to flickering ]

[dancingmd]

[Her own memories of being cradled as a child mingle in with his, creating a nice harmony of memory in tandem with Maglor's song. How long they sit like that, she isn't sure, but however much he might doubt his comforting abilities, it does help. It reminds her of Daneel, in a good, bittersweet way, and those memories find their way in too, though she's more resistant on sharing those... especially when one floats too much to the incident with Tek. Before they can accidentally go down that fraught road she pulls away, physically and mentally.]

Thank you, Maglor... but there are some things I am not ready to share. Not yet.

[bythewaves]

That is well.

[ Maglor releases her easily ]

Some things are meant to be private, hm?

[dancingmd]

For now. Perhaps another day, when it's not so fresh, I will tell you.

[bythewaves]

If you one day feel that you can confide in me, I will be honored.

[dancingmd]

[She smiles softly. It is not only her story to tell, after all. Finrod must be part of it too.]

Believe me, it is not a matter of trust in you, it is a matter of readiness on my own part.

[bythewaves]

The two things can overlap, I think.

[ He smiles back quietly ]

But there, I think we should perhaps leave off the darker waters for brighter climes. Have you had much chance to explore?

[dancingmd]

[Yes, let's.]

I have spent some time around the volcano and the hot springs there. Reminds me of a place on Earth called Yellowstone - a big tourist destination. What about you?

[bythewaves]

moving here!