Maglor Makalaure Canafinwe Feanorion (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
bythewaves) wrote2015-01-20 02:00 am
bythewaves) wrote2015-01-20 02:00 am
[He's blushing because of the praise. He still can't take praise well, or gracefully.]
Y-yes... good, right. I'm... happy to help in whatever way I can. It'll be nice. Elvish looks really pretty so I'd like to learn to write it too.
Y-yes... good, right. I'm... happy to help in whatever way I can. It'll be nice. Elvish looks really pretty so I'd like to learn to write it too.
Most languages have their beauty - I look forward to learning yours, although, perhaps, like you, I should stick to just one form, to begin with!
Will you come over for lunch tomorrow?
I could cook for you, if you want? I haven't tried cooking since my eye... I figured... um well, maybe this is a bit... I thought if things go wrong, you'd be the least likely to mind...
I would love to try your cooking, Ritsuka. I am sure it will be delicious.
I just hope that I still can... ah so I'll see you later?
I am sure you can. Yes, of course - just tell me when, Ritsuka.
{There's a very quiet voice that speaks up.} I am sorry, brother.
[ Frigid silence answers him - Maedhros can probably almost see the glare ]
{It's deserved.}
I should know better. I only...
I should have listened to you better.
I should know better. I only...
I should have listened to you better.
Yes. [ Ice and cold, distant and excruciatingly polite. ]
My hands hurt.
My hands hurt.
{A quiet sigh.}
Will you let me try and help with them? Or go to you so you may hit me as you have the right to?
Will you let me try and help with them? Or go to you so you may hit me as you have the right to?
I am seriously considering it. [ Maglor informs him icily ]
You knew I did not wish to see him. You heard me speak of his sons. Why did you force this?
You knew I did not wish to see him. You heard me speak of his sons. Why did you force this?
I thought it might help, to be out on the water.
Then go! You do not need to bring me along. I cast my Silmaril into the sea - do not ask me to dare the waves!
You- {Silence falls for a few minutes.}
Talk to me. Please. I do not know things that clearly I must know. If it hurts you to speak of them, I will ask others if they know.
Talk to me. Please. I do not know things that clearly I must know. If it hurts you to speak of them, I will ask others if they know.
Yes, that's right. Your little brother doomed us all to the Dark. [ is the biting, bitter answer ]
I had nothing left to lose by that point, after all.
I had nothing left to lose by that point, after all.
No, Makalaure. Maglor. I did. I lead us.
You are not alone here, though I see you wish you were. I do not know how any can look past what we have done, but they do.
You are not alone here, though I see you wish you were. I do not know how any can look past what we have done, but they do.
No! [ Maglor's voice cracks ] Don't leave me alone again!
[ and then horrified silence as he realises what he inadvertently betrayed ]
[ and then horrified silence as he realises what he inadvertently betrayed ]
{Maglor... might just hear how Maedhros pales. When he speaks agonizing minutes later, his voice is tightly controlled.}
Where are you?
Where are you?
[ a dry sob answers him and there isn't an answer for a long agonizing moment, but eventually a small whisper ]
My room. The young lord's place.
My room. The young lord's place.
Edited 2015-11-07 11:52 (UTC)
Stay there.
{Maedhros is already running, but he doesn't end the link. Only when he reaches the Manor, to the last door between he and his brother does he close the watch. He opens the door quietly and steps inside before closing and locking it after him.
No more hesitation. Maedhros crosses to Maglor and tugs him in for a tight hug.}
{Maedhros is already running, but he doesn't end the link. Only when he reaches the Manor, to the last door between he and his brother does he close the watch. He opens the door quietly and steps inside before closing and locking it after him.
No more hesitation. Maedhros crosses to Maglor and tugs him in for a tight hug.}
[ soft stifled noises escape down the link, and when Maedhros enters Maglor is curled in the corner on the floor, and the scars on his right hand are bright red and raw. He does not mo e, but he does not refuse his brother's embrace ]
{Maedhros gently picks his brother up, just long enough to take a seat in the corner, then sets him back down in his lap. Just as he had when Maglor was little Cano. He presses his face into his brother's hair, holding him close.}
I will not leave you.
I will not leave you.
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