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[castintoflames]

Who: Maedhros & Open (except for private part).
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Yes! On S.S. Huntress.
When: Late on the 12th.

(Private to Maglor.)

(This portion is sent as a simple text, devoid of as many emotions as he can spare his Kano.)

May I see you?

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(Maedhros is sitting on his bed, his hair brushed and draped over one shoulder. He has a mechanical hand laying beside him and he is preparing to strap it to his arm. It is not often that he shows what is left of that arm - that nub, truly - and the scars are numerous even though the cut that severed it was clean.)

Atar or Curufin would have delighted in this, I think. I feel hardly worthy of it.

(A small, tired smile curls his lips as he, at last, raises his arm, new hand attached. The fingers bend, flexing and he touches them in wonder.)

My thanks to the engineers on our fleet. Your craftsmanship and your patience have left me with a much easier existence.

(OOC: If you would like your particular engineer to have been one of the ones who aided Maedhros, assume it is so!)

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[twicewed]

[He may have been the High King but he's always a grandfather first. He grinned as he slipped inside, revealing the plate he carried with two fruit tarts.]

Maglor and I picked these out for you to try. They are delicious.

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[castintoflames]

(He is quick to offer Finwë a seat on his bed, peering at the fruit tarts curiously.)

What are they? (But his trust in his Grandfather is such that he is tasting one before he gets his answer.)

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[twicewed]

Fruit tarts! They have blueberries, strawberries, and peaches in them.

[Finwe sat down beside his grandson, smiling as Maedhros started eating the tart.] How do you like it?

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[castintoflames]

(His expression brightens at the flavor and he clearly enjoys the treat, eating it with care.)

It's good. (Ears pinking, he smiles at Finwë.) Thank you, Grandfather. I think I might be developing Finno's sweet tooth.

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[twicewed]

I am glad, especially since we all should enjoy all the sweets Finno makes for us. [He leaned over to kiss the side of his grandson's head affectionately as he ate. No grandson was ever too old for affection and love.]

He has made more cake than I could ever eat!

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[castintoflames]

He makes such delicious smelling treats. (Even when he forgets to eat or has no interest, those treats awaken his hunger.

The kiss might have embarrassed him if he were younger. But he cherishes it now.)

True. Still, I might try!

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[twicewed]

He does, I am glad he is here. Though, not just for the delicious treats.

[Finwe smiled, offering Maedhros the second fruit tart when he had finished the first.]

Well, I will try with you then!