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.

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[bythewaves]

[ A sharp, brittle pause ]

W-what's happened?

[ The glass edge of madness ]

[utulien_aure]

He's asleep.

[Which would be strange enough, given how little they need.]

I thought I'd let him lie in, but that was hours ago. And now I can't wake him up.

[bythewaves]

[ Very strange, and Maglor trembles ]

He... he's breathing?

[ Grandmother Miriel, he thinks, and wants to keen ]

[loveathousandyearsgone]

I am well- I will be home shortly to check on him.

[He doesn't take long before stepping inside.]

What seems to be the problem?

[utulien_aure]

Of course. We'll speak then.

[Fingon's pacing toward the door when Elrond arrives, clearly wound up and agitated. His explanation is terse.]

He's sleeping. There's nothing wrong, so far as I can see, be he sleeps and won't wake.

[loveathousandyearsgone]

[He reaches to rest a supportive hand on Fingon's shoulder.]

Breathe. Come, let us take a look at him together, alright? I will see what can be done.

[utulien_aure]

[He relaxes slightly at the touch and nods.]

Thank you, Elrond. Please, come this way.

[He leads Elrond to the bedroom he and Maedhros share. Maedhros is still in bed, peacefully sleeping.]

[utulien_aure]

He is.

[He flips on the video feed at that point, giving Maglor a view of the sleeping Maedhros.]

If there is aught else wrong, I cannot see it.

[loveathousandyearsgone]

That is part of why I am here.

[Elrond smiles, squeezing the shoulder before letting go and following.]

Nothing otherwise unusual? [He looks his foster father over with a Healer's attention and the added insight of Vilya.]

(Video)

[stonebird]

What's happened? Is he injured? (Something tells her it is worse than that. But that can't be.)

(Video)

[utulien_aure]

Not so far as I can tell.

[He sounds exhausted already; Maedhros will have to be taking a beauty sleep for both of them]

But he sleeps, and I cannot wake him.

(Video) -> (Action)

[stonebird]

I'm on my way. (Saying anymore like this will not be comforting or fruitful. She is breathless once she arrives and she seeks out Fingon, frowning.) May I see him?

[Video]

[prophesiedone]

He's quiet. He isn't conscious. I could sense him...

Now I can't. [It hurts. But he has to be strong for Fingon. Maedhros would want that.] It's magic, Fingon. If you keep his body safe, he will [could] come back.

[utulien_aure]

Nothing I could tell. Physically he seems to be find. And his mind-

[He sighs and shakes his head.]

He's distant. Perhaps someone better at this would pick up more, but I cannot.

(Action)

[utulien_aure]

[ He meets her at the door and nods grimly.]

Of course. He's this way.

[And he escorts her to the bedroom where Maedhros sleeps soundly]

[Video]

[utulien_aure]

Magic?

[There's a growing scowl on Fingon's face as he flicks on the video in return, though it's clearly not aimed at Anakin]

This city....

[bythewaves]

[ A sharp high pitched wounded sound escapes him before he can call it back ]

I... can I ... can I see him?

[utulien_aure]

You don't even need to ask. We're in his room, you know the way.

[Fingon's already grabbed an extra chair for the room, in case anyone else wants to keep watch.]

[Video]

[prophesiedone]

I know. [He gives Fingon a look of commiseration.] If you need a distraction, I can give you one. He wouldn't want you worrying.

[loveathousandyearsgone]

Hm.

[Eventually he pulls away after ensuring Maedhros is tucked back in and as comfortable as possible.]

Unfortunately all we can do is keep him comfortable. I do not believe this to be life-threatening, only perhaps another game of this world.

(Action)

[stonebird]

(She squeezes his arm before she goes to Maedhros's slumbering form.)

His color is good. (Her hand finds one of the tall Elf's cheeks.) I've heard of this happening. Some go to sleep for...a long time. Days. Weeks. Then they wake up.

He should be alright.

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor nods jerkily and it isn't long before he stumbles into the room, keening softly when he sees his brother ]

Nelyo? [ he begs, moving to drop beside his brother and grasp his hands ] Don't go. Nelyo please...

[Video]

[utulien_aure]

Thank you. I shall have to take you up on that.

[He runs his finger through his hair distractedly.]

I don't want to leave him alone just yet, though. Even if he can't tell.

[Video]

[prophesiedone]

Yeah, you should stay with him as long as...you feel you need to. [He would be the same way with Padmé.] Can I bring you anything? Food? Water? The severed head of something nasty?

[utulien_aure]

[Fingon watches him come in, and distantly it occurs to him that this seems terribly familiar.

Well, at least this time Maedhros isn't skeletal and freshly amputated, right?]

He'll try not to. You know him.

[It's what they both need to hear at the moment. He reaches out to put a hand of Maglor's shoulder.]