Maglor Makalaure Canafinwe Feanorion (
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Open with one closed bit
⌛ Who: Maglor, Baiyi and whoever
⌛ What: sometimes, your kidnap foster son goes home, and you're happy but you're also sad, and your friends come round to drink tea with you. Or teach you to ride a bike.
⌛ When: December
⌛ Where: around! Mostly around Elrond's house.
⌛ Warnings: Mopey Elf.
Closed to Baiyi
They'd promised to have tea together, and Maglor is aware he's a terrible host right now, but Baiyi had shown up and refused to take no for an answer and... he's rather pathetically grateful.
Learning to ride
He'd been gifted this contraption by a local - it's quite popular, he knows, he's seen it around (apparently, he won some competition? it wasn't clear).
It's... also far harder to work out how to use than he expected.
Please excuse the elf yelping as he crashes, yet again.
"How is one supposed to balance on these... things!"
He is Totally Not Moping (yes he is)
He's happy Elrond has gone home. Truly. Elrond deserves to be happy, he deserves to see his wife again, he deserves, most importantly, to rest.
But.
It's his own fault, of course. He was the one who thought that denying himself was the better option. He's only just gotten used to being here for Elrond. It's... difficult, without him.
Which means one might find Maglor playing... rather sad songs, instead of his usual cheerful dancing tunes. He's trying VERY hard not to put any Power into them to influence emotions, but he might leak, just a little.
He's also spending a lot of time just. Sitting despondently in the trees.
⌛ What: sometimes, your kidnap foster son goes home, and you're happy but you're also sad, and your friends come round to drink tea with you. Or teach you to ride a bike.
⌛ When: December
⌛ Where: around! Mostly around Elrond's house.
⌛ Warnings: Mopey Elf.
Closed to Baiyi
They'd promised to have tea together, and Maglor is aware he's a terrible host right now, but Baiyi had shown up and refused to take no for an answer and... he's rather pathetically grateful.
Learning to ride
He'd been gifted this contraption by a local - it's quite popular, he knows, he's seen it around (apparently, he won some competition? it wasn't clear).
It's... also far harder to work out how to use than he expected.
Please excuse the elf yelping as he crashes, yet again.
"How is one supposed to balance on these... things!"
He is Totally Not Moping (yes he is)
He's happy Elrond has gone home. Truly. Elrond deserves to be happy, he deserves to see his wife again, he deserves, most importantly, to rest.
But.
It's his own fault, of course. He was the one who thought that denying himself was the better option. He's only just gotten used to being here for Elrond. It's... difficult, without him.
Which means one might find Maglor playing... rather sad songs, instead of his usual cheerful dancing tunes. He's trying VERY hard not to put any Power into them to influence emotions, but he might leak, just a little.
He's also spending a lot of time just. Sitting despondently in the trees.