Maglor July catchall

[bythewaves]

⌛ Who: Maglor & whoever!
⌛ What: Maglor got a music box that broadcasts his thoughts. He doesn't know this. Yet. Also just general July things.
⌛ When: all though July
⌛ Where: all over
⌛ Warnings: depending on who tags him and what they ask, topics may delve dark



Music Box: Thoughts Edition

See, here's the thing about Maglor. His thoughts are noisy. His family could have mentioned how 99% of the time he was composing in his youth - this has not, in fact, gotten any better as he's gotten older - it's just that the 1% not dedicated to music got LOUD.

So it's a toss up if the music box tunes in to his thoughts if one is going to get a sudden jangle of whatever composition he's working on at the moment (it might sound like a cacophony of noise, or something very close to the most perfect symphony you've ever heard, depending) or just random rambling streams of thoughts.

He's surprisingly paternal, if you listen to his thoughts. There's a lot of worrying over... pretty much everyone.

Music Box: Memories Edition

The memories that the box picks vary - you might run into him staring fondly at the image of a large, noisy family doing all sorts of things from playing to crafting to fighting to just existing, to brilliant great light sources that happen to look a bit like trees, to beautiful cities that look like paintings, to much darker memories - lonely shores, fire and war, long tiring nights guarding those behind him, all the way to softly sad memories - dark haired twins in a cold castle.

He'll talk about any of them, if asked, but probably won't notice any watchers to discuss them without being prompted.

Soul Artifact

".............we don't have to do this, if you don't want to."

He's very not sure if he WANTS to know what his soul artifact is. But this is what they've been asked to do so...

(It's a harp. Just a harp. His shoulders will drop in relief when it is revealed - clearly, he was expecting something else. But when the strings are touched... Something like grief will cross his face. )

Trial of Promise

"You cannot leave until you..." He reads out slowly, in the dim cave his glow is striking, especially since there's no other source of light barring the words on the wall.

"...Ah." He sighs, unhappily.

Trial of Devotion

He eyes the mountain and wonders aloud, "Do you think they mind if we cheat? I wonder if I can put them to sleep?"

Alternatively, he could just fight his way up. The odds are better than many times in his past.

"What do you think?"

Trial of Love

He waits only until the rules are announced before stating, very calmly; "That's fine. I'll just break mine."

What is such pain after all, compared to all the pain he has already had in his life?

He'll immediately move to smash the harp on any available surface unless stopped.

Comments

[holdshisown]

He gives his brothers shoulder an affectionate squeeze.

"It's hard to tell with him sometimes." Moryo could be very considerate at times. "He could be very sweet at times... in his own way, of course."

And bribing someone to keep any potential stabbings from becoming his headache to deal with would have been a strangely sweet gesture from their brother.

[bythewaves]

"It's a good thing he's not here to hear you say that!" Maglor points out with a smile.

"But in his own way, he showed how he cared. Here, if we head back home, I'm sure I have spare shirts. That way, you won't have to worry."

[holdshisown]

"Probably! But it is the truth nonetheless." He says cheerfully.

"He did, either with warm clothes or a smack to the head when he thought we were being stupid. Let's go then."

[bythewaves]

"I hope they're alright."

Maglor murmurs, sinking for a moment into melancholy.

"And that Caranthir is making a nuisance of himself to Lord Namo."

[holdshisown]

"I do too... it wouldn't be right for us to have this reprive and they be left to shoulder our punishment in full."

He's tried to not think of it too much, since there really isn't anything he can do about it but the thoughts have a way of creeping in at unexpected times.

"He would, wouldn't he? He'd complain incessantly about how poorly he manages his halls."

[bythewaves]

Maglor smiles, distracted by thoughts of Caranthir in one of his moods.

"He'd find fault with everything! From the accommodation to the processing to the decorating..."

[holdshisown]

"He never could stand for anything to fall short of his standards..."

Fondness and melancholy colors his tone in equal measure. Thinking of any of their brothers is painful, but not thinking about them hurts even worse.

[bythewaves]

"And such high standards he had!"

He murmurs and nudges against Maedhros's shoulder.

"Remember how he and Tyelko fought? It was good that we had space enough for a room for everyone!"

[holdshisown]

"We were all perfectionists in one way or another but I think Moryo took it to new levels, and in all aspects of life as well!"

He nudges back and smiles at his brother.

"Like cats and dogs they were! They never could figure out how to comunicate well with eachother, did they? Can you imagine if they had to share one? I don't think the house would have survived!"

[bythewaves]

"We might have had to forcibly separate them!"

Maglor chuckles softly. "I think everyone is glad Tyelko was an outdoors person and Moryo was not! At least it was easy to keep them apart."

[holdshisown]

"I had to forcibly separate them! On multiple occasions!"

"Until Tyelko decided Moryo had spent to much time indoors and decided to try to drag him outside!"

[bythewaves]

"I think no one was happier when Curvo became attached to Tyelko than Moryo was." Maglor agrees. "Like cats and dogs, those two."

"And then Ambarussa came along and also decided to be outdoor people! Poor Moryo."

[holdshisown]

"I think he might have actually celebrated the occasion!" Albeit it had been in a very understated way, if he remembers correctly. "Always at eachothers throats the moment they're forced to spend any amount of time together."

"I did my best to be a buffer between them. But alas! I am only one man and can only do so much."

[bythewaves]

"Considering Moryo, I am honestly not surprised." He agrees wryly.

"You did your best by us." Maglor says fondly. "I don't think any of us could have asked for more."

[holdshisown]

"I guess he earned the right to celebrate, after everything Tyelko put him through."

"I tried, at least." He agrees. "You were a great help as well. When you were old enough to do so."

[bythewaves]

"I learnt from you." He points out fondly.

"And I did try, yes. In his own way, even Tyelko tried."

[holdshisown]

"I know. You were always following me around when you were little, you were bound to pick up a thing or two." His brother had been adorable toddling around behind him, trying to copy whatever it was he was doing at the time. Singing like a little songbird all the while.

"They all did, in their own special way. I did apreciate Tyelko's attempts even if it didn't always seem that way."

[bythewaves]

"I couldn't help it!" He laughs. "You were such a constant in my life, I could not help but follow after you."

Always following, until there was no way for him to follow.

"Eh, I don't know how much helping Curvo did." Maglor says dubiously. "I'm pretty sure Moryo babysat the Ambarussa more than he did. But we did all try and pitch in. Some... less than successfully."

[holdshisown]

"I didn't mind, it helped me to keep an eye on you." And he had been such an adorable sight, how could anyone mind such a little helper? "It was almost like I had two shadows back then."

"Oh, he didn't help much, but he tried to. Just not with any babysitting if he could help it. I remember quite a few "inventions" that were supposed to make housework easier, wether or not they succeeded though..."

[bythewaves]

"I am better looking than your shadow." He teases in return.

"... were those supposed to be helpful?!"

[holdshisown]

"And shorter."

"Yes. At least that's what I got out of him when I asked him about it..." And it had taken him a long while before he managed to get even a word out of their brothers mouth about those things.

[bythewaves]

"Not all of us are beanpoles." Maglor retorts cheerfully.

"...........I am pretty sure the only person who thought THAT monstrosity was helpful was him." Maglor says doubtfully, clearly having flashbacks.

[holdshisown]

"If you say so~" He can't help but tease a little.

"I'll have to agree with you on that... he meant well but it probably caused more problems than it solved. Whatever that thing was supposed to be." Maedhros was still at a loss as to what his little brother had been trying to invent.

[bythewaves]

"I do say so, giant!"

"Didn't it set the kitchen on fire?" Maglor recalls with a shudder.

"I suppose I am grateful he grew out of that phase..."

[holdshisown]

"Sounds like jelousy, if you ask me. I can't help that you're short, Kano~"

"And tear down some of the shelves..." It had been an utter disaster.

"I've never been so relived as when Curvo stopped trying to invent things to help with household chores."