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[castintoflames]

Who: Maedhros
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: On the planet - more particularly, in the water.
When: Early morning.

(He is the first son of Fëanor and Nerdanel and he abides by no one's commands but his own. The water calls to him in the same way that the fire repels him. He remembers the agonizing burn as the Silmaril seared through his hand; he remembers how the flames and lava licked at his body, consuming him as if he were a rare treat that should not be allowed to escape. The water helps cool those memories and he makes a pretty sight, floating near one of the Water Temples, his copper locks turning dark red as they flow about him.)

I feel as if I am in the realm of Lord Ulmo; this planet would suit him nicely!

(The image shifts as he climbs out of the water and rests on the steps of a temple. He is not wearing his customary robes, but only a tunic and pants - both of which cling to him, leaving little to the imagination.)

If you have not taken the plunge, so to speak, fleet, I suggest you do so. The water is refreshing.

(For one who is plagued by images of fire and death, it must be.)

And the race that resides here is beautiful to behold. They are fond of their ornamentations and I think they wear them well.

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[bythewaves]

There is too much water. [ Maglor murmurs softly from nearby ]

But Ulmo is not here, the Song ... lacks.

[castintoflames]

Stay near, brother. (Maedhros reaches for him.)

It is only different. I wish I could hear it with you.

[bythewaves]

I know.

[ Maglor moves over obligingly ]

I wish you could too - but then you might be as trapped as I.

[castintoflames]

(He gathers him in his arms, not drawing him from the water but also not letting him drift too far.)

You know what a poor musician I am! Even if I could hear it, I would not hear the subtleties as you do.

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor doesn't fight, letting Maedhros support him ]

As always, brother mine, you underestimate yourself! But I am better, I will not deny.

[castintoflames]

If you did deny it, I would call you a liar! (He splashes him playfully.)

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor squawks and then splashes back ]

I would never deny that gift!

[castintoflames]

(He shakes wet hair from his face, grinning.)

As you should not! My darling brother, singing in his cradle to keep himself calm and content!

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor flushes a little ]

I was only trying to echo the sounds I heard!

[castintoflames]

(Maedhros smiles fondly.)

Your ears are fine. (He covers one ear with his hand, caressing it.) I learned my song from you so very early! You hummed it each time I approached!

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor leans into the hand ]

I like your Song. Always so full of love.

[castintoflames]

You are easy to love. (He presses his lips against Maglor's cheek.) No brother knows me better.

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor smiles at him, eyes settled and content and, for the moment, free of the water ]

As are you. You were one of my earliest Songs, after all. And no one knows me better than you.

voice;

[helmsplitter]

At least one of you is enjoying this place.

[Says the guy who just had to drag Maglor back across the entire map after a particularly long walk in a trance.]

And the water ain't all that refreshin' unless you're made of flesh and blood.

voice;

[castintoflames]

You speak of Kano. (Yes, he knows. Bless his brother.) He has good reason to be haunted by the sea.

(He frowns faintly.) I suppose. I cannot say otherwise as I mostly am.

voice;

[helmsplitter]

[What the hell?]

Who the hell is Kano? [Because he is very confused now.]

voice;

[castintoflames]

My brother. (Elves have many, many names.) You likely know him as Maglor, yes?

Re: voice;

[helmsplitter]

Oh, yeah, Maglor.

I caught him before he wandered into a monster infested temple and brought him back.

[But--]

Why do you call him Kano? Is it some kinda nickname?

voice;

[castintoflames]

You have my thanks for seeing to him. (Monster infested, hm? He doesn't look happy about that fact.) One of his names is Kanafinwë. Kano is a shortened form.

voice;

[helmsplitter]

[Great, so not only 9000 years old, but he also has a bunch of names.]

...I'm just gonna stick to Maglor.

Besides, he's my only forgemaster right now so I need him in case I get injured. I think I saw you at the forges, right? Didn't get a chance to say hello. Dunno, if he said anything about me but I'm Doudanuki Masakuni, the war sword.

voice;

[castintoflames]

(Maglor is technically much older than Maedhros now, which is strange too.)

He will not mind.

(Forgemaster, hm?)

I can work in the Forge too if you need more work done. Our father taught us both. (Though his craft is slower thanks to his hand. He is relearning, however.)

Well met, Doudanuki. I am Maedhros, the older brother.

voice;

[helmsplitter]

I just need to make sure I got someone here who can repair me if I get chipped or scratched. My injuries will mostly heal on their own, but damage to my blade leaves the wound around until the blade's repaired.

[And, you know, he likes you guys. So don't go dying/disappearing/wandering into some hellhole temple, please.]

Mae...dhros. [He is trying really hard with that name.] Right, uh, well met. He talks about you sometimes, but it's good to actually say hi.

voice;

[castintoflames]

Understandable. (Though he wants to ask how a weapon - a blade - can be a person. Yet that seems rude and he knows better. Magic can do many a thing he thought impossible.) I would not mind repairing you if you give me your trust. I know my brother would aid me in such a task - or I would aid him. We work well together, he and I.

(They had no other choice and that partnership originally bloomed from brotherly love. It's sad that it became a burden - a consequence of their damned oath.)

You may call me Nelyo if that is easier. (Short for Nelyafinwë.) What does he say?

voice;

[helmsplitter]

If I can trust Maglor, then I can trust you. [He hopes] I saw the blade you made earlier - the skill was what I'd need. Hopefully you guys can repair as well as you can craft.

[And he'll...try that. Nelyo is easier to say that Maedhros, but which is...more proper he wonders? Why do they have so many names akjd;fa]

Uh, I'll call you whichever one you prefer. He just talks about home sometimes and that you an' him were the oldest of all your family.

voice;

[castintoflames]

We do, more oft than not, travel as a pair. (Maedhros's temper is far worse than Maglor's, but he needn't get into that. It has been quiet for some time now and he prays it remains so.) We can; you have my word.

(They have seen to their own weapons for many years.)

We are the first and second son of Fëanor. Praise and vitriol have been relayed towards us for that fact, though none of it need concern you.