[La Llorona is a haven, if only because of Ariadne's presence. His time at the Station had been restful, for the most part, but Aubri found traveling away from it a relief that he couldn't quite articulate. There's no reminder of war here, where Ariadne has built her home.
But there's one person who has been on Aubri's mind. He had heard rumor of Maglor in the Station, but had stayed away. (He's an old fool and coward of a bird.) So, when he's safely away and feeling a little more like himself, he sends one short message.]
[ For most, Maglor has stuck to only voice, for his voice is the one thing the lost bard of the Noldor has always had exquisite control over. But Aubri his family has wronged, and badly, and he deserves the video. So Aubri gets to see him as he is, right now - pale and his Light flickering (flickering beneath his skin, a fire that consumes from the inside out) - but his voice is as steady as ever, and his face betrays nothing - the mask of the Prince, of the High King, distant and remote (but the madness lurks so very very close now, there in the back of his eyes) ]
None, Master Aubri. Yet I did not think you wanted more to do with the brother of your torturer.
Perhaps. Even when I tell you I love him, my tempestous brother who hurt you so? Even knowing that were he standing before me I would draw him into my arms and wipe away his tears? I do not want you to be caught between, Master Aubri.
He is your brother. Family. [Aubri understands those bonds, as much as he can, having built his own little un-related family. He will never question the strength of them.] I will walk where I will, my friend, and I will be who I am. If I am caught between, then so be it.
[A pause, and a sigh.] I am bitter over it. I cannot deny that. I have not -- and may not ever -- forgive nor will I forget. But it was not your bolt that struck me, nor your nets that held me.
I am glad - none should be denied their rightful birthright, and no one with wings should be grounded.
Your heart is a great one indeed, Aubri-who-is-a-gryphon. You are kinder than I would be, in that situation [ cold but relentless does Maglor's hatred burn, and perhaps not even old friends might he yield for - but they will never know, now ]
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Date: 2014-08-10 02:30 pm (UTC)But there's one person who has been on Aubri's mind. He had heard rumor of Maglor in the Station, but had stayed away. (He's an old fool and coward of a bird.) So, when he's safely away and feeling a little more like himself, he sends one short message.]
Who told you that you could stop talking to me?
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Date: 2014-08-10 02:53 pm (UTC)None, Master Aubri. Yet I did not think you wanted more to do with the brother of your torturer.
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Date: 2014-08-10 03:30 pm (UTC)I rarely know my own mind. I do not need others to know it for me. I called you a friend, Maglor-who-is-not-a-fish. I am not so easily swayed.
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Date: 2014-08-10 03:42 pm (UTC)Even for such a sin as that? You have a wide and generous heart if so, Master Aubri.
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Date: 2014-08-10 05:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-08-11 01:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-08-11 01:55 am (UTC)[A pause, and a sigh.] I am bitter over it. I cannot deny that. I have not -- and may not ever -- forgive nor will I forget. But it was not your bolt that struck me, nor your nets that held me.
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Date: 2014-08-11 07:05 am (UTC)Not mine... but I wonder if I could have prevented it, in any case.
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Date: 2014-08-12 02:38 am (UTC)It's done. Wondering over it will do you little good.
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Date: 2014-08-12 04:41 am (UTC)Do you heal well, at the least Master Aubri?
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Date: 2014-08-13 01:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-08-13 05:09 am (UTC)I am glad - none should be denied their rightful birthright, and no one with wings should be grounded.
Your heart is a great one indeed, Aubri-who-is-a-gryphon. You are kinder than I would be, in that situation [ cold but relentless does Maglor's hatred burn, and perhaps not even old friends might he yield for - but they will never know, now ]
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Date: 2014-08-15 02:04 am (UTC)[He sighs.] Maglor, I still call you a friend.
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Date: 2014-08-15 02:31 am (UTC)You do me great honor, Aubri.