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Who: Maedhros & YOU
Broadcast: Fleet-Wide.
Action: Open to HS Bishop/whoever comes to visit?
When: Evening.

(Frustration is bound to get the better of Maedhros. He does not come from a patient family and the ships offer new obstacles to someone who is missing a hand. Currently, his hair is damp, his pale, freckled skin rosy from a fresh wash.)

Orro, none of this was made for one my size! (He tugs on a shirt that is not exactly the right length. It reveals part of his nearly-emaciated abdomen.)

Does anyone have suggestions? I can barely care for myself in these confines. (And that is...aggravating. Very much so.)

Atar? Toron? Cousin? (This is him waving the white flag for day to day tasks. Either he is going to cut his hair or have to (embarrassingly) ask someone to help him braid it.)

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I can come. [ And he does!

Also it gives him time to sit in the shuttle and remind himself not to panic and that Nelyo is still here and he has time to remember him again ]

Nelyo?

(Maedhros is ready. The moment he hears Maglor's voice, he steps up to him and wraps him in a hard embrace.)

You worry overmuch, though I admit not without reason.

[ the tension in him leaves when Maedhros hugs him, automatically clinging back. ]

I am sorry. I will try not to fret. I can stay up here instead of on the planet if you like? And here we should sit down and I will do your hair like ww used to.

(Maedhros loves his brother oh so much. He turns his head to kiss the side of Maglor's head.)

No, I will go with you to the planet. (His sense of adventure hasn't totally be quelled.) Only if you promise to stop blaming yourself.

Only if you want to. But it is nice there, Nelyo.

[ The Sea, Nelyo! ]

I... but... it isn't my fault?

That's right: it isn't your fault. (He nods at Maglor's endorsement, moving to sit down.) I would tell you if I was angry with you.

[ Maglor follows his lead easily, settling beside him and leaning into his support ]

Even though it was my job to remember?

(He picks up a brush and hands it to Maglor, shaking his head.)

Your job is to be my brave, talented not-so-little brother. Nothing else.

[ He takes the brush, starting on Maedhros' hair automatically and shakes his head ]

I still... I was... if I am the only one left behind, then I need... I need to remember.

(It is a little known fact that he likes his hair being brushed and braided. He catches Maglor's hand on one pass and frowns into his eyes.)

I would much rather you live. Live the life we all should have had.

[ Maglor blinks at him, and there is no comprehension in his eyes ]

How can I, when you are all gone?

(Maedhros moves to rest their heads together.)

One step at a time. Leave yourself open for joy.

[ Maglor bumps back, gently ]

I don't know if I remember how, but if you wish it Nelyo, I will try.

(He grins and smoothes over Maglor's hair.)

I believe in you. I do wish it and I know you will succeed.

[ Maglor leans a little into that hand appreciatively ]

For you, Nelyo, I will do my best.

Your best has never disappointed me. (Maedhros tugs on Maglor's ear affectionately.)

Truly? [ He blinks up at him and then yelps, swatting at the tugging hand ]

Nelyo!

I do not say words just to hear myself talk. (He snickers at the yelp, eyes shining.) Yes, Kano?

Are you sure about that?

[ He sniffs and smacks him fondly with the brush ]

You know my ears are sensitive!

Fairly sure. (He accepts the smack, smirking.) I think I know me.

Ah is that so? (Feigning shock, he reaches for one of Maglor's ears again.)

Nelyo!

[ he squawks and flails, earlier gloom forgotten ]

(Mission accomplished! He catches one flailing arm and rests his cheek against it.)

You are much stronger than you were as an Elfling. I won't push you too far.

[ Cheat ]

Well so are you.

[ Maglor retorts, but his palm curls shyly to touch his brother ]

And yes, I feel better now, thank you brother.

I think you are stronger than me, little brother. (At least in his heart. Maedhros pulls Maglor into a one-armed embrace.)

I love you as you are; you need not pretend or set grand goals for yourself.

[ Maglor curls into his brother's embrace with a low, contented hum ]

No one could ever be stronger than you, Nelyo.

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