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Aragorn II Elessar ([personal profile] rangerandking) wrote2016-11-01 08:39 pm

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[personal profile] castintofire 2016-11-07 07:22 am (UTC)(link)
That was a trait they shared. Resting was never easy for Maedhros. Hunting was as close as he tended to get, as he waited and watched his intended target - either for food or Agents of Shadow. And it was why Elrond had to threaten him with Songs of Sleep before he stayed still long enough for Healing.

"The pain of the heart takes many," he responded softly, understanding clear in his eyes. "I am sure you help more than you might believe.

"You have not heard my name because I have not given it. Nor should I, for I would not wish more harm to come here than it may already." Which might give his identity away, depending what Aragorn has learned. "We were. I fear I am not a good patient."
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[personal profile] castintofire 2016-11-07 07:37 am (UTC)(link)
The missing right hand was glaringly obvious, even tucked under the sheet as it was. Along with the bright red hair and undeniable height. Maedhros only hoped his name was not spoken aloud while he was within the protective borders of Imladris.

He saw that fear and answered it silently with an apologetic look. "That is the wish of many. Remind her she is loved. That is the best thing for her." He didn't need to see the Lady to know that much.

His lips quirked ruefully. "Lord Elrond. I cannot deny him anything, even now." He didn't deny it. "Unfortunately he knows it." So wry, but there was undeniable affection that took a spot in his voice.

"This time he threatened with enforced Healing Sleep before I held still for him."
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[personal profile] castintofire 2016-11-07 07:53 am (UTC)(link)
Elrond had faith in his ability to keep the Valley safe, strong in protective magics, and the skill of his patrols. At the least for a time. Maedhros wasn't convinced he wasn't dooming everyone around, but he was powerless around Elrond.

"I am sure you do well by her, Estel."

Did he dare speak of his foster-son's childhood? Eventually he shook his head. "I dare not speak of it. If you wish to know, you will need to ask him yourself."

A faint grin suddenly appeared. "Indeed. You can see why I gave in to his wishes."
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[personal profile] castintofire 2016-11-07 08:12 am (UTC)(link)
"That makes you uncomfortable," the Elf observed gently. "Elrond would not lie about such an important charge. If he kept your true identity from you, it was for your own safety."

Maedhros didn't quite shrug, deciding moving less was best for the time being {namely so Elrond might fuss less}. "That is no shameful thing." Even elflings need sleep!

"Thank you," he looked over at the familiar blade. "I have had it for some centuries, despite its appearance. Such is the might of an Elven-made blade. One of my brothers once made it for me."
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[personal profile] castintofire 2016-11-07 08:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Did it make you angry?" No judgement or accusation. Maedhros nodded, agreeing with the logic. A solid childhood was important. He hoped that somehow he and Maglor had given Elrond and Elros that much.

"There is nothing to be embarrassed over. You looked at those around you and believed there was nothing different between you. That you were, presumably, treated the same, speaks highly of all."

There was a second nod. "His skill was close to that of my own adar."
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[personal profile] castintofire 2016-11-07 09:28 am (UTC)(link)
Maedhros knew children. It may have been a couple Ages since he last cared for any himself, but he had not forgotten how they could be. "And are you angry still? You should know by now he loves you." Again, he didn't need to see how they interacted. Even the long years between when he and Maglor had raised Elrond and Elros, he knew Elrond.

"You have a wise heart." He could see Elros in this Man, clearer than ever. It had to be impossible for Elrond not to love him. "Family is important to Lord Elrond. Distance means little.

A raised brow. "And why not? Some need an ear to listen to. I do not mind." Though Aragorn's mother might, if she knew he was there.
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[personal profile] castintofire 2016-11-07 09:45 am (UTC)(link)
Ada. Maedhros heard so many echoes between this Child and Elrond and Elros. And he'd heard of such a Ranger, though only now did he put a name to the nameless.

"Your fear is what drives you out to fight, to help however you can," he softly observed. "As I would expect from any of your heritage. As with most, it has it's good and bad. Do you not have good ground upon which to stand?" Elrond. "Trust in those who love you. I expect you will leave when you realize it is time for you to do so.

"My ills are inconsequential." And self-inflicted.
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[personal profile] castintofire 2016-11-07 10:04 am (UTC)(link)
"Lord Elrond has grown wise and knows the heart of those under his care. Do you not trust his opinion?" Maedhros was content to stay still, watching Aragorn. "You would not take your subjects for granted, I think." Just as Elros hadn't.

"Most will, yes." Did he dare offer? A sigh. How could he not? When this Man claimed his ills weren't unimportant, with a stare that looked into his very heart.

"I will fight and stand at your side, if you ask it of me. I would not think less of you if you decide having one such as I is too dangerous." Then he would continue as he had been. Fighting where he was needed, leaving no name and little stain.
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[personal profile] castintofire 2016-11-07 10:21 am (UTC)(link)
Maedhros answered with a wry little smile. "Good. Keep testing yourself. Only remember that while the blood of Isildur lives on in you, so to does the blood of Elros. And he was a very fine Elf before he was a very good Man." Fire glittered in pale eyes. "Sauron will have to go through me to get you." Whether he stood at Aragorn's side or not.

The barest of snorts, not something one would expect from an Elf. He didn't try to sit up, though he didn't protest Aragorn sitting down on the bed. There was no physical discomfort. Memory cast his gaze into the past, and he thought carefully. "Because of the wrong I did Elrond and Elros. Because of the love I bear them." He focused on Aragorn. "And because I can see you are one who is worthy of loyalty. I would fight for you regardless," he admitted with a faint smile. "It is your choice whether I do so openly or out of sight, as I have been fighting these many years."
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[personal profile] castintofire 2016-11-07 10:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Lord Elrond is the wise, quiet one. Elros...was a force in himself." Maedhros didn't regret being at Elros' bedside in the end. When no one else had been around to see, he had paid the younger twin one last visit. "He is loved even now, by those who remember him." The number didn't matter. Even if he was the last who had known Elros, he would be content to know that memory hadn't died.

"Then you will not be alone. You will not need to ever fight against Shadow by yourself." Perhaps he was condemning himself and many others. But he'd set his course with his offer and would stick to it till the end.

And yes, Elrond, he saw you peek in before ducking back out.

He bowed his head. "I give you my life, to do with as you wish." There was a strange sense of relief with the words.
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[personal profile] castintofire 2016-11-07 11:06 am (UTC)(link)
It wouldn't surprise Maedhros if he heard Elrond had spoken little of Elros. He knew that pain couldn't be easy for Elrond. "I will tell you about him in time." A nod. "I will not forget him. Neither will his brother." There were some memories he would keep to himself, most of the darker days.

He tensed, then let out a quiet breath. "Ever perceptive." Approving, for that would help keep Aragorn alive. He nodded, quelling the unease any touch brings. "I will heal. Your ada has seen to that. And when you feel we should go, we will." Life was never dull around the sons and descendants of Eärendil.
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[personal profile] castintofire 2016-11-07 11:30 am (UTC)(link)
Aragorn would learn quickly that touch was not an easy thing for Maedhros to bear. For a time it had been easier, when Elrond and Elros had been under his immediate care. But since the Silmaril had scorched his remaining hand, it was harder than ever. Elrond's touch was one of healing and love. Aragorn's was still unknown. He didn't apologize.

"It will not be long before I am well enough to travel and fight with you." He healed quickly, and trusted the pace was quickened by Elrond's skill. "The Ring will be found and destroyed." There was no other option that he would allow while there was breath in his body. And this Man would not fall in the doing.

His lips quirked and a touch of almost affection touched his gaze. Aragorn hardly knew him and didn't want him to follow blindly into danger. "My life has not been easy since before the Sun and Moon rose. There is no reason that should change now, only that I have more reason than ever to go out on the beaten and unbeaten path.

"Lord Elrond is having my clothing and armor mended as we speak." Quite possibly himself. "They will be ready when we are."

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