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[castintoflames]

Who: Maedhros & Open
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Yes! On S.S. Huntress.
When: Early on the 2nd.

(Video)

(Maedhros is breathing shakily, unevenly as he peers at his reflection in a mirror. He pushes away from the glass suddenly, knocking over various odds and ends (a hair brush and hair ties) in the process.)

What...happened...to me?

(He cannot bear to be in a closed room for any longer. In a panic, he hurries to the door, opening it to find...more of the same. This isn't right. This isn't right!)

(Action)

(The tall Elf will be found in the corridors of the Huntress, stumbling as he takes in the strange environment. The blood has completely left his face, leaving him as pale as a ghost.)

Can anyone...help? (Fear makes his voice sound young. At least, that seems to be the case. Why else would he sound like an Elfling?)

Atto? Ammë? Kano?!

Comments

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor smiles at him and nods ]

But of course! Here - come. We can sit here, where you can see the stars.

[ He tugs Maedhros to one of the small window bays where they can sit, and he leans against him as he sings, just for them, low and sweet.

[castintoflames]

(He is eager for the comfort and he wraps his arms around Maglor once they are settled, his eyes watching the stars in wonder. His heart settles to a comfortable pace and he smiles, resting his cheek against his brother's shoulder. As he remembers the lyrics, he tries to sing too, but never louder than Maglor; that would be a shame!)

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor shunts aside how odd it feels, to be the one doing the comforting, and he sings for his brother, smiling when Maedhros finds his voice to add to his ]

I love your voice Nelyo, I wish you would sing more.

[castintoflames]

I am greedy, Kano. I love listening to your voice so much that I fear missing even a single note by singing myself!

(Despite the oddities of their current circumstances, Maedhros is liking the fact that he is bigger and able to hug Maglor like he has always done.)

[bythewaves]

You are a flatterer, brother! [ Maglor laughs softly and fondly ]

And you have a perfectly good voice. But I will sing for you, any time you wish.

[castintoflames]

Rightly so! (He is brave and downright reckless in many matters, but singing awakens his shyer side.) I...will sing with you. If you like.

[bythewaves]

I will never refuse any chance to sing with you. [ Maglor smiles at him ]

You were the first to sing to me, after all. Even before Atar and Naneth worked out how to calm me down.

[castintoflames]

They did not hear you humming! (His little brother had been without words, but not unable to communicate entirely. Maedhros chuckles.) I heard you soothing yourself with music in your cradle not long after you were born.

[bythewaves]

Only because I wore them out with my screaming! But you always looked after me.

[castintoflames]

There was not enough music for you. (His expression gentles and he gathers his courage, singing for his brother softly.)

[bythewaves]

Not until you all worked it out. [ Maglor's eyes light up when Maedhros sings, leaning against him and humming softly in harmony ]

Thank you, Nelyo.

[castintoflames]

You were never more content than when we all sang to you together. (Those are memories he holds dear. Fëanor had been kinder then and they had made time to be a quiet, content family. He sings to bring that peace back though their family has been torn asunder.)

I will sing for you whenever you wish.

[bythewaves]

Because that way you all echoed the harmony I could hear. [ He smiles back ]

I miss those days. And I am always happy to hear you sing.

[castintoflames]

(He chuckles and kisses Maglor's cheek.) The Vala blessed you, brother, and they blessed me with you.

We will sing together again - just for you.

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor smiles and stretches up to return it ]

As they have blessed me with you. No other could have a brother so dear to me as thou art.

[castintoflames]

(He inclines his head to receive the affection, his delight crystal clear.)

Then you do not regret knowing me? (It is a tease, but he worries.)

[bythewaves]

Never. [ Maglor vows to him ]

I have been very angry with you, but never have I regretted. Thou art my brother, my king.

[castintoflames]

Your anger was well-deserved on my part! (He looks crestfallen.) A King must take critique!

[bythewaves]

Maybe. [ Maglor leans against him fondly ]

And you did... do. It is well, Nelyo. I promise.