005; Voice (Backdated to the Seventh)

[utulien_aure]

Private to Elfhouse residents + Anakin

Check in, all of you. And Curvo, Kano, you should come home.

[A pause, then] There's something wrong with Maitimo.

Comments

(Video)

[handofsilver]

(He lets out a shuddering breath. What can that mean?)

Did he hit his head?

(Video)

[utulien_aure]

[It's a good question, but one Fingon has no answers to.]

I would not have let him sleep if he had. Last night was normal, so far as I can tell.

(Video)

[handofsilver]

I know you wouldn't. (He puts up his tools, shaking his head.) I can think of only a...supernatural cause.

(Video)

[utulien_aure]

You mean the city? Or the gods, in some fashion?

[And Fingon's not even surprised, because this city]

It seems plausible. Elrond says he's seen this happen before and we should wait it out.

(Video)

[handofsilver]

...all of it? (Celebrimbor gives a faint shudder.) I don't like magic. It all feels malicious to me.

(He sets his tools on the wall and makes his way out.)

He knows and he wouldn't lie to you to spare your feelings.

(Video)

[utulien_aure]

I'm not fond of it either. But as of now, I have no evidence of anything.

[Nodding.]

I know. If he's right, though, there's nothing to do now except wait.

[And he hates waiting uselessly at the side of things, even when the issue doesn't involve Maedhros.]

(Video)

[handofsilver]

Even if we did have evidence, what can we do?

(He is walking quickly back to the house.)

I'll bring you some tea.

(And he makes good on his promise a short while later, bringing Fingon a cup.)

On the bright side, since Uncle Nelyo isn't a Man, he can go much longer without food.

(Video)

[utulien_aure]

March to the nearest temple and start yelling, perhaps. I don't know.

[Fingon gives a brief nod of thanks at the offer, then turns back to Maedhros' bedside. Celebrimbor will find him there when he comes up with the tea.]

You have my thanks, Telperinquar. [He closes his eyes, takes a sip and nods.] A good thing, too.

[It's easy to flash back to the early days after Thrangorodrim, when the healers had had to use tubes to feed Maedhros anything. He hates the reminders of those days.]

(Video) -> (Action)

[handofsilver]

I think, instead, I will try praying at one. Powerful beings tend to respond better to messages relayed in that manner.

(He comes bearing tea, handing Fingon the cup. With the brew comes an embrace.)

He - (Celebrimbor moves to Maedhros's side and peers down at him.) I like to think he is having wonderful dreams.

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[utulien_aure]

Perhaps. But a prayer should be more than a bargain. And for all their airs, I think these gods respond more to the latter than the former.

[He'll defend them against genocidal enemies, but these gods are not the Valar and Fingon isn't giving them much benefit of the doubt.]

Besides, if they are responsible for this, they don't deserve prayers. But as we have no evidence....

[He leans into the hug and takes a sip of the tea.]

I wish I could tell. That would be a bit better, at least.

(Action)

[handofsilver]

Careful with your anger. (Though he understands it - and shares it. But Celebrimbor is more careful by nature, especially after Annatar.) He does not look like he is pained and Eru knows he has needed rest for a long, long while.

(He takes a seat by Fingon, tucking a braid behind his ear.)

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[utulien_aure]

You needn't fear, Telpe. I haven't forgotten myself that much.

[And yet, is it too much to ask for something her can do to stop these things from happening?]

He does, the terrible worrier. It would never occur to him to take it. [Fingon's gaze lingers on Maedhros' sleeping form as he absently rubs the ring on his hand.] I can't sense him at all. I have tried.