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driftfleet2017-09-13 09:50 pm
twilightminstrel) wrote in driftfleet2017-09-13 09:50 pm
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(Voice)
Who: Daeron
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Huntress
When: Evening 9/13
[The soft voice of one of the Huntress' resident elves pipes up one evening, mingling with the sound of a harp. Unlike his usual songs, as those who know him would realize, Daeron sings in the Common Tongue, and there's a clear note of wistful memory and almost joy.]
Her limbs were white,
Her hair like night,
Her BZZZZZ!
[A rather horrid noise, now painfully familiar around the Huntress, interrupts and ends his song, and the feed- he might be a bit busy shutting the vuvuzela up to answer immediately!]
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Huntress
When: Evening 9/13
[The soft voice of one of the Huntress' resident elves pipes up one evening, mingling with the sound of a harp. Unlike his usual songs, as those who know him would realize, Daeron sings in the Common Tongue, and there's a clear note of wistful memory and almost joy.]
Her limbs were white,
Her hair like night,
Her BZZZZZ!
[A rather horrid noise, now painfully familiar around the Huntress, interrupts and ends his song, and the feed- he might be a bit busy shutting the vuvuzela up to answer immediately!]
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Maglor doesn't even bother with the network, bolting out his room to find Daeron ]
Daeron! Are you alright?
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...Yes?
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Oh... I'm sorry. Here, I'll take it. It seems to behave for a little while if it's in my room.
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He holds the vuvuzela out, glad that at least his hands aren't shaking.]
It startled me, that is all. [
and interrupted his praise of Luthian shhhhh]...Does it often make such a loud sound around you? [Maybe he should stay closer? >>]
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Maglor takes it off him quickly ]
It likes doing that - it did it to poor Keith too. It doesn't normally do that to me unless I ignore it for a while though.
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Daeron flinches slightly.] ...Keith has been through enough. I hope he can rest...
I think you are fortunate that it likes you.
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He is a good lad. [ And Keith will probably kick him for thinking of him that way ANYWAY ]
I do not know about "fortunate", as it most often haunts me! But at the least, I can control it for a time.
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He is. If...unusual, even for those of men.
[The slightest smirk graces Daeron's lips.] Which is more than some of the rest of us can say.
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He is young. [ Maglor shrugs, amused ] They are all a little odd at that age, so far as I can tell.
[ Maglor ducks, abashed ]
Better than nothing, I suppose. Tea?
(Video)
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Daeron takes a good couple minutes before sitting back down, the 'instrument' blessedly silent, and huffs out a breath.]
You could make an effort to teach it better manners.
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This is the basis of their brotherly quarrels. No, really.)They are slow to learn, but enthusiastic, I would say!
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BZZZZ
That horrible noise got him to stop dead in his tracks, frozen for a second...
He slowly turned around. Sure enough, he spotted Daeron grabbing the offensive red plastic horn to get it to stop. Keith had been on his way to the Iskaulit to train a bit in the bigger gym with his laser sword. He pulled the currently deactivated handle from his pocket and walked over.]
I know Maglor said he tried stabbing it already, but I wouldn't mind trying again.
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He's sorry? Daeron was just trying to sing a pretty song about the most beautiful elf he's ever known!
He pauses at the offer, and studies the man for a moment- it doesn't need much thinking, really.]
I welcome the attempt. [He sets the vuvuzela down and backs away to watch, just in case it tried to escape again.]
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