Why you should never give an elf a Vuvuzela, a treatise

[bythewaves]

Who: Maglor and all of you
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Huntress
When: Right Now

[ The gift basket got a curious look, and Maglor fished idly through it before uncovering some odd instruments.

Which he tries.

So sorry, everyone on the Huntress, you just got disturbed by the most annoying sound in the world

Later on, he'll also try some of the other instruments, which will lead to the whole Fleet being "treated" to ... well something rather unexpected from an elf ]

Comments

(Action)

[bythewaves]

I only knew how because you showed me.

(Action)

[castintoflames]

I forgot to be warm, then. I forgot those lessons.

(Action)

[bythewaves]

Only because you were so hurt. You remembered swiftly enough!

(Action)

[castintoflames]

They demanded it of me with their small hands and bright eyes.

(Action)

[bythewaves]

And you always had a father's heart. I wish ...

(Action)

[castintoflames]

You wish? (He thinks he knows and he gives a sad shrug.) We both know that would not have happened.

(Action)

[bythewaves]

We do.

[ Maglor sighs ]

Are you happy, Nelyo?

(Action)

[castintoflames]

(He blinks.) Why do you ask that now?

(Action)

[bythewaves]

I just... this isn't home. I worry.

... I want you to be happy, Nelyo. You gave so much for us. I want you to be able to take care of yourself.

(Action)

[castintoflames]

(He looks a little relieved, though it's difficult to say why.)

I can care for myself and far better than I did before. Unless you decide to use this... (He picks up the vuvuzela.) ...near my ear to wake me every morning.

(Action)

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor frowns at him, worriedly ]

But do you do that because of me? I don't... want to be a burden.

[ He giggles at that thought however ]

Mikelo would be very angry.

(Action)

[castintoflames]

No, Kano. I have learned from my mistakes. I cannot waste away or Fade and I fear we were both dangerously close to that on Arda. (Life is precious even when it is painful and difficult.)

You worry about Mikelo? What about me?

(Action)

[bythewaves]

[ He nods, accepting that ]

I suppose we were.

[ He grins and wriggles free of his brother's arms, knowing what will happen ]

You are my brother - you should be used to me waking you up with loud noises by now!

(Action)

[castintoflames]

Do not run away from me! (Maedhros is in swift pursuit, ready to poke and tickle.) That does not mean it is welcome or acceptable! My hearing is delicate too, you know.

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[bythewaves]

I don't want to be tickled!

[ Maglor objects with a laugh, dodging Maedhros' reaching fingers ]

And you mean I have no innured you to loud sounds yet? Clearly, I must try harder!

(Action)

[castintoflames]

But that is your punishment!

(Maedhros smirks and follows still, trying to foresee the direction of said dodging.)

Clearly, you must stop or I will tickle you until you can't speak each and every time!

Re: (Action)

[bythewaves]

But I don't want it!

[ It is a small room, and they know each other very well - Maedhros will catch him eventually, but Maglor means to make him work for it ]

This assumes I will allow you to catch me!

(Action)

[castintoflames]

It is a shame...

We know each other so well!

(Maedhros dives and lifts Maglor off of his feet, laughing richly.)

(Action)

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor squawks when the inevitable happens, laughing in return and squirming to get free ]

Nooooo! Let me down!

(Action)

[castintoflames]

(Completely unrepentant, Maedhros holds him still.)

Not until you promise to be good!

(Action)

[bythewaves]

But I don't want to be good.

[ Maglor laughs, young, for a moment, with shadows banished to quiet corners ]

I want to make noise!

(Action)

[castintoflames]

Then your feet shall never touch the ground.

(He cannot help but give him a brotherly nuzzle for that laughter. It is a sweet sound.)

Only if it is pleasant.

(Action)

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor stops fighting eventually - he might break free if he truly wished it, but he doesn't, really.

He smiles up at his brother instead ]

Then what song does my king ask of his bard?

(Action)

[castintoflames]

(Maedhros might let him, but for now, he is enjoying holding onto his little - not-so-little - brother.)

Sing me one I have not heard.

(Action)

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor leans against him and hums thoughtfully ]

I haven't sung you all the Ringbearer ones, have I?

Sing me a story of heroes of the Shire
Muddling through, brave and true
Stubborn as bindweed and tough as old brier
Never too showy or grand
Year after year they persevere
Now and for always