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[prophesiedone]

[Anakin is nursing a burned leg - thanks, fire - looking like his usual peppy, happy self.]

Eclipse, leave it alone. [He shows a curious cat sniffing said leg and coaxes it into his lap. Another cat, one that is smaller, with a face that is almost too adorable for words follows in Eclipse's dainty footsteps, laying over Anakin's leg. There. That's better, right?]

Thank you, Ravager. [No, really. This is the terrifying Darth Vader. With a pair of sweet cats.]

I swear this is the last I do for you, Hadriel. Unless there is a burning building filled with cats, you are on your own.

[Cats > People. Obviously.]

Hux? Are you alive? [That's a nice way of checking on someone, right?] Maedhros? Fingon? What about you?

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[prophesiedone]

[They have a sleep-over-esque friendship now. They try to get each other to eat and rest.

Anakin smiles and enters, darkly cloaked. His mechno-arm is just visible through one sleeve and the only evidence that he might be hurt is a slight limp. He is a soldier in part; he knows not to reveal injuries to the eyes of just anyone.]

Thank you for seeing me. I didn't want to bother you.

[loveathousandyearsgone]

[He's glad Maedhros has someone like that! He notes the slight limp but says nothing, only is near enough to offer that help along the way. He raises a brow at Anakin.]

Healing is a joy. I much prefer that path than that of a warrior, though I have walked both. I am fortunate to share a home with someone who is just as willing to give aid when it is needed.

[The room might still be small, but it is large enough for his purposes, and clean. There's a table beside the headboard with clean water and a few healing ointments, burn cream, and bandages.]

If you would, lay back on the bed with your leg stretched out- sit, if that is your preference.

[prophesiedone]

[They are too alike to not be drawn to one another. Anakin calls Maedhros a friend, but the bond is something...more. Not brothers - that would be unsettling all things considered - yet kin of some sort. Maybe of the soul or heart.

So it follows that Anakin is going to like Elrond very much soon enough. Already he is charmed that the Elf contacted him. He'll make this as easy on Elrond as possible. It helps that he has a very high pain tolerance.]

Do what makes you happy. I wasn't sure that you felt that way about it. [He sits on the bed and rolls up his pant leg to reveal second or perhaps even third degree burns up his shin. There is already some blistering.

As a show of trust, he does lay back on the bed, lifting his leg onto the mattress so it's easier to examine.]

I used to feel that way about being a Jedi.

/crawls back here

[loveathousandyearsgone]

[An easy patient is often difficult to find, so Elrond certainly appreciates Anakin's cooperation. Though he glances at him a bit amused as he gets to work on ensuring the burns are clean before gently applying cream to cool and numb the skin.]

If you were an Orc or a goblin I would feel different, but you are neither and have been of great comfort to those I hold dear.

[A trust he recognizes, and won't betray.

...however...that crack about 'used to' earns a long look, silently asking, but not demanding details. Anakin will either tell him, or not.]