bythewaves | iC: Inbox [Asgard]

[Two days after the return from Alfheim, Maglor will find this in his inbox.

And he can bet his foot Hamel expects to be paid. YOU HAD THE NERVE TO DIE AFTER HE HELPED YOU, YOU OWE HIM MAN.]

[In honor of the Earth holiday centering on love, Freya sends out a little gift around this time.

A small box containing a piece of chocolate will appear on your pillow during the day. When consumed, the chocolate’s magic will lift your mood for a short period of time. It’s accompanied by a note.]

Where love might bring about sorrow, it also welcomes joy.

[ In honour of the god centering on love being a giant frilly prissypants, Loki sends his own little gift just a few hours after hers.

His box of chocolate will look, smell, and taste exactly like Freya's did, appearing right next to where Freya's was or is if you haven't picked it up yet. The only difference between the two is that Loki's won't lift your mood; it'll give you loud and embarrassing flatulence for the next three hours.

It's also accompanied by a note. ]

Where joy might bring about yearning, it also welcomes wonder.

[ He arrives at the bar a bit late, a small stack of books and papers tucked neat under an arm in tow.

Since Alfheim, there have been more elves in Asgard's streets, and with a distant pang of self-directed irritation, Albus realizes that spotting the man may be more difficult than he'd first thought. Pointed ears and fair features might stand out like a sore thumb, but that was of markedly less use in a room full of aching hands.

Smoothing the sleeves of his long, blue robes, Albus presses an easy smile into place, peering with bland curiosity to the corners of the room. ]

[While Merlin's exploring this new place, wondrous and colourful and large in a way that his village has never been, he comes across a clear voice raised in song. The music draws him into the park, where he comes across Maglor.

Though he intends to creep closer silently, to observe without disturbing the bard, he missteps and a twig snaps beneath his shoes. Merlin winces, looking up to see if he's drawn attention to himself.]

[After that mess, Alice is so angry, so upset that she knows she has to at least find something to do to keep herself occupied. It feels oddly familiar asking about fires and the like, but she can't help it. She's upset and he at least knows of what happened, even a little.]

Mister Maglor...?

( it's the same tavern they always meet it, the one that maglor lends his considerable talents to. mccoy orders his drink and heads over to the regular table, though there's a distinctly different energy about him today. he's almost... excited. )

[ Before she forgets, Alice has been meaning to talk about this. This is serious, she's fretting again. ]

Mister Maglor, may I have a moment of your time?

Sir Maglor, when you've a moment spare, might I beg it off you?

[ He can guess what this is about, more than likely it has to do with her older sister and her departure. While it was a painful one, it will offer closure, not after Alice ends up shutting herself in her room for a few days. She's fearful of being alone again, much like the night she lost all of her family. She can't bare to face that feeling of loneliness, this grief. It's unbearable, she doesn't want to feel like this again. Worst of all, she feels more alone than she had when she first arrived here in Asgard.

Just for the momentary sake of her sanity, Alice comes up to her, trying to fight back tears. She's forcing herself to talk; when she was small, she didn't speak for years out of catatonic grief. Right now, Alice is fighting to revert to that -- Lizzie wouldn't want that. She can be strong! She can do this!

Alice forces herself to speak. ]

Mister Maglor?

Won't you tell Kevin not to cook on his own? There was smoke all over the lower level and I almost died of fright!

Hey, did you go to Muspewhachamacallit?

Edited (grammar, oops) 2014-08-22 13:48 (UTC)

Whenever Maglor gets back, Alice is waiting, in front of the door for him to come back She knows what he does is of good intentions in order to protect others including herself. It doesn't make her any less happy to know that he instructed her to part ways, it was her father's insistence that she leave the house while it burned that brings back memories of anger and grief. Possessed by an irrational fear that he may never return, Alice is on edge waiting.

Ada, what do you think about tattoos?

[Elrond really hopes Maglor isn't sleeping, but...ah ha...hi? He's back? And the first thing he does is make sure his ada's still around.]

Ada... Do you still live where you were before? It seems some time has passed since I was last here.

Aunt?

[Yep. That's all he has to say.]

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