(Open)

[castintoflames]

Who: Maedhros & Open
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Yes! On the planet~
When: The 17th.

(There is a tall Elf amongst the wreckage, a gun at his side. His eyes are unfocused and there is a strain to his features as if he is listening to something hard to distinguish.)

I do not like the Song of this world. Have others noticed it? (Elven ears are sensitive to such things and this Song is one of...calling? Summoning?

It wishes to keep us. The thought comes unprovoked and his grip tightens on his gun.)

I would not spend overlong looking amongst the wreckage. I cannot say if it is possible for you to forget you are part of the fleet, but -

(It is not impossible and that concerns him. Leaving anyone behind brings back bad memories.)

I stand ready to guard anyone who wishes to explore, however. Tell me of your arrival and I will meet you.

Comments

[bythewaves]

Well congratulations. [ Maglor hisses, words wielded with surgical precision to hurt ]

You were indeed free of me. That was what you wanted, was it not? So why don't you go back to him, since I only hurt you more.

[castintoflames]

(A growl rumbles in his chest and he drags Maglor into a hard hug.)

Stop it. Haven't we had enough of that? I admitted I was in the wrong. Do you think I have forgotten?

[bythewaves]

[ in direct contrast to his words, Maglor clings tightly as if afraid Maedhros will leave him if he lets go ]

I do not want to! I am always doing what you want! But what about whatI want? I am tired Nelyo.

[castintoflames]

(The words are like a strong breeze, blowing out his flame. He sighs and cards his fingers through Maglor's hair.)

What do you want?

[bythewaves]

[ utterly miserably ]

I want to go home.

[castintoflames]

This is not home. (He tries to hold Maglor fully in his arms.) Let's follow the stars and perhaps they will lead us home.

[bythewaves]

[ a low sob and he buries his face in Maedhros' chest ]

Alright.

[castintoflames]

(This is an agonizing victory. Maedhros holds him securely, rubbing over his back.)

I mean to treat you better in the meantime.

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor only weeps bitter tears and does not answer ]

[castintoflames]

(He lifts his brother then and moves to carry him out of the trees.)

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor does not fight him, but he weeps softly the whole way (which is better than parting from the Sea, at least) ]

[castintoflames]

(The tears are dried once they are back on the ship and Maedhros does his best to make his brother comfortable.)

Rest, Kano.

[bythewaves]

[ he does not fight, but when he is brought to his room he turns his face away and does not answer, curling in on himself.

It will be weeks before he speaks to Maedhros again. ]