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hadriel2017-07-12 12:54 pm
so_dark_a_road) wrote in hadriel2017-07-12 12:54 pm
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Drive truck, pull hose, withstand extreme heat, meet the devil face to face and not be frightened
I have a project in mind. We have a city guard and a city clinic, and I was thinking we need some city firefighters, too. Then we'll have a trio of emergency services.
[ He's had it in mind since the ceiling of Guard HQ fell in on him while the building was burning at the end of the Doubles event. But also, there was talk of other incendiary incidents -- such as the one Sato was involved in? And Curufin himself had, erm, something to do with a few of the Colosseum walls being demolished by explosives while he was under the influence of Rage. And then there was the tragic demise of Delight's Bar. ]
In Hadriel, we are not strangers to the dangers of fire. Moreover, we could potentially see worse events than those that have occurred so far. And yet, here we are with no better ideas for dealing with fire than the traditional bucket brigade, and we have no real organization even for that!
So, I propose that we organize, recruit, build our own equipment, and train ourselves. I would welcome volunteers, ideas, and expertise. We will need people who will be firefighters, and we will also need people who will work in a support capacity (fire engine drivers, mechanics, electricians, and anything else we can think of).
If you would like totake insane risks, and don't mind ending up as toast, or at least dealing with a fair number of ouchies on a regular basis fight fires, or if you would prefer to work in a support role, then you are welcome to join the Hadriel Fire Brigade!
Respond here if you have questions, comments, or want to volunteer. (Or hit me up at my voicemail.)
[ He's had it in mind since the ceiling of Guard HQ fell in on him while the building was burning at the end of the Doubles event. But also, there was talk of other incendiary incidents -- such as the one Sato was involved in? And Curufin himself had, erm, something to do with a few of the Colosseum walls being demolished by explosives while he was under the influence of Rage. And then there was the tragic demise of Delight's Bar. ]
In Hadriel, we are not strangers to the dangers of fire. Moreover, we could potentially see worse events than those that have occurred so far. And yet, here we are with no better ideas for dealing with fire than the traditional bucket brigade, and we have no real organization even for that!
So, I propose that we organize, recruit, build our own equipment, and train ourselves. I would welcome volunteers, ideas, and expertise. We will need people who will be firefighters, and we will also need people who will work in a support capacity (fire engine drivers, mechanics, electricians, and anything else we can think of).
If you would like to
Respond here if you have questions, comments, or want to volunteer. (Or hit me up at my voicemail.)
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[ Curufin looks back. He can see the approval in Maglor's eyes, and he smiles at him. ] I hope so.
[ Sigh. ] And so we did. We had our priorities all mixed up. [ A searching look of his own. ] When I died, one of my last thoughts was the hope that I could take some of the madness with me. But apparently, the Oath was having none of that.
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We did not realise a lot of things, then. I suppose we couldn't.
[ He smiles sadly ] I wished, so many times after that, that we had all died there, that day. It would have been kinder. I still sometimes wonder, if Ambarussa was brave enough that time in Sirion, to simply drop his guard.
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No, I suppose not. And that was partly because we were so. . . insular. And partly it was the Oath itself, which made us even more partisan than we already were.
[ He reaches up to that hand in his hair and strokes it with his fingers, with affection and gentleness. ] It just about ripped my heart out to leave you. But I did not wish the rest of you death. I wished you life. And freedom from the Oath, and healing, and a way to make amends for the wrongs we Fëanorians committed against our own people. [ With sadness. ] All things that none of you could have had.
Ah. . . I remember. It is said in some Ardas that our brother Amrod died in the fire when we burned the ships at Losgar. I remember it differently; he was still with us at Menegroth. But after my own death, long after, when I was still wandering as a disembodied spirit, I heard that he and Amras had both died at the Mouths of Sirion. Different Ardas, I guess! But no matter the difference, you and I are still brothers, and we loved our younger brothers as we love each other, whatever the exact history. Do you think that maybe Amras chose death in battle rather than continue to live on without his twin?
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I know you wanted us to live, but it was no life, Curvo. Only existing.
A different Arda? It... it would have been kinder if they had survived...I am glad at least somewhere they had each other. But... you...you did not... Atarinke Curufinwe what were you thinking! Sauron is a Necromancer! How could you endanger yourself that way!
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[ Soft, rueful but amused laugher. ] What a conference that would have been! Do you suppose we would have agreed on a destination, or would we have argued as usual, with snarling and laughter, the waving of hands and the stomping of a foot, the rhetoric flying fast and furious, and you exasperated and attempting to mediate as always? Trying to herd Fëanorians is worse than herding cats.
Yes, I like my Arda's version of events, with respect to the twins. At least they had each other, up until the very last.
But. . . yes, brother, I did. I refused the summons of Mandos. I know Sauron has the reputation of being able to command the spirits of the dead, but his abilities are vastly overrated. He can only command the ones that come seeking his favor, weak and deluded and hoping to achieve power through him, and literally willing to sell their souls for it. And that is most definitely not me. [ ARROGANT, WHAT? XD ]
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[ Maglor snarls, very real terror in his eyes ]
Bad enough I couldn't bring you home alive! What if you had strayed too close? He's a Maia, you ... you reckless arrogant fool! Did you even stop to consider how many ways that could have gone wrong? What if he caught you? What if he decided you'd make a nice weapon against the rest of us? What was I supposed to tell amil?!?
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[ But all the same, Curufin is affected by the fear in his brother's eyes. How not? ] Oh Maglor, I do not want to make you unhappy. That was never my aim.
[ He still has one of Maglor's hands in his own, and now he folds it between his palms, with tenderness. ]
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[ He says brokenly, gripping tight ]
Lost you in all the ways that really matter. Dead is dead, but you'd have been safe!
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[ Softly ] I know.
[ Curufin was born to push the limits, and much of the time it pays off. And some of the time, it results in disaster. He's so much his father's son in this respect! But he is not altogether without caution, and nowadays he tries not to take altogether mad risks.
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Promise me. [ He hisses, all the weight of his own power in his voice ]
Promise me, that you will be safe. That you will look after yourself properly.
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. . .
[ And fragile though Mags is, his power is still very great. The command of an older brother, when backed up by that power, is not to be refused. Curufin is still enough of a traditionalist to recognize and respond to that. ]
I promise you that I will look after myself as best I can. I will keep myself as safe as is possible.
[ But he will not lie boldfaced and say he will take no risks at all. Maglor might be in bad enough shape right now to be comforted by such a lie, but later it would come back to bite them both. Curufin knows this and fears that situation most of all. He can scarcely bear to worry his brother in this moment -- it makes his heart ache. But he could not bear to inflict a betrayal on him later. That would be a grief to them both that would be insupportable. ]
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See that you do. I can't... I can't lose you again.
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I know. And I cannot lose you, either.
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It's always me left behind.
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I know. It's very unfair.
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[ Maglor tells him frankly ]
But I'll try.
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But if you'll try, I won't ask for more than that.
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I love you, Curvo. I don't know that you heard me, that day. But I love you. Always.
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I heard you.
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