(Voice)

[twilightminstrel]

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!]

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[tempredmental]

[Keith was walking past, sort of used to the singing elves now, so he didn't think much of someone playing a harp and singing a song somewhere on the ship until-

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.

[twilightminstrel]

[Keith has had much practice by now, poor guy.

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.]

[tempredmental]

[So, yeah... okay then. Keith activated the double blade, and then, not knowing what to expect, really, because he hadn't seen the first stabbing, he took a swing at it. He sliced across, aiming to cut it in half.]