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[watergrape]

[All of her grace has abandoned her and for no reason except she angered an ayakashi! She isn't even sure what she did. But now she looks very much like a disgruntled fairy, sitting on the floor, her robes bunched around her legs.]

Why is everything so dark?! Will someone turn on the light already?

[She also hasn't realized that she is blind. Attempting her magic doesn't help her either. She just ends up raining hail on her head.]

Ah!

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don't tell him she's a goddess tho he'll panic XD

[bythewaves]

Just Maglor is fine, milady.

[ Gentle hands come to grip her hand, guiding it down to rest on his forearm so he can guide her back inside her home. One is noticably scarred. ]

I am no lord. [ Anymore ]

But here, would you like to sit while I prepare some food for you? Or I can simply keep you company a while, if you prefer.

thankfully her powers are mostly sealed and she's very naive/innocent.

[watergrape]

Maglor. [She says the name curiously. It sounds so foreign! The contact makes her gasp, but she understands quickly what he is doing. Her fingers touch the scars and she frowns briefly. What are those? Is he wearing gloves?]

I'm told it doesn't matter what we were before. We can be whoever we want.

[The offer is difficult and she points at what she hopes is a chair.]

If you move that towards the kitchen, we can keep talking?

Excellent another baby for him to fuss over XD

[bythewaves]

[ His arm shakes as he muffles a giggle ]

I can certainly move a chair over for you, milady - you were pointing at a shelf. Here, sit you here a moment while I move a chair over, and then I will help you to the kitchen.

she thought she was a grape elf! life is crazy, mister elf.

[watergrape]

Oh. [She imagines trying to sit on a shelf and barely stifles a laugh of her own.] It's hard to remember even things I saw yesterday!

[Sighing, she settles on a chair and waits for him.]

You have a nice voice. Do you sing?

He is a little concerned she thought she was a grape XD

[bythewaves]

You weren't expecting to have to navigate by memory today.

[ He reassures, and he makes sure to deliberately make noise as he moves around, so she can track him ]

I do, yes. I am a bard, by training, a minstrel.

Should she tell him about how she spent her childhood buried in the soil?

[watergrape]

I've always had good eyesight. I wouldn't be very good with flowers if I didn't.

[She leans forward to listen, her hands bunching in her gauzy robes.]

We don't have much music in the Water Mirror.

he will internally scream XD

[bythewaves]

Oh? Is that your Craft then?

[ He hums, pottering around and putting things away before coming back to lead her into the kitchen, where he's set up a table and chair for her ]

No? That is a pity - music is such an integral part of my life that I cannot imagine a life without.

What? It's healing! Just add a little water...

[watergrape]

Partially...? [Supposedly?] I can do things with water too. I made hail once.

[She holds onto his arm, trusting him to guide her. In her kitchen, he will find plenty of fresh vegetables as well as herbs growing in...numerous little pots.]

What can you do with it?

S C R E A M

[bythewaves]

With water? You can alter the weather?

[ He settles on a quick stir fry ]

'Do' with it? Well... I mean mostly I just sing. But tis true that what makes a true bard is the ability to hear, and so to interact with, the Song, the Music of the world itself.

Sproutsprout~!

[watergrape]

Maybe? Probably? Father can. He can make it rain.

[But she doesn't foresee herself being that powerful. Little does she know.]

Songs can be spells! Put your emotion behind it, Mister Maglor, and the elements might move for you.

Your World Is So Weird (tm)

[bythewaves]

Your father can?

[ His voice is audibly confused ]

In your world also, then?

[ He murmurs, and his movements slow, briefly, something sad coloring his voice ]

Oh, that I know. One can do much, if one knows the right way to ask the Song.

[ Although Maglor used it for much darker purposes ]

You have no idea.

[watergrape]

Yes! He is the Water Immortal.

[Which is still a shock for her!]

Yours too? [She beams until she hears that...strange note...in his voice. What does that mean?]

The Song...? Is that an immortal in your world?

He Is Concerned (tm) XD

[bythewaves]

[ P A U S E.

There's something like tension in his voice, although the sound of cooking does not stop ]

Your father is... a water maia?

[ ..................she doesn't seem like one of Ulmo's. Or Osse's, for that matter. Uinen's maybe? Although he can't exactly see either of them cheating on each other with a Incarnate, and he didn't think maia could procreate within themselves... Salmar??? ]

No? [ ... would not a maia know what the Song was? ] It is the Song. That which is, which was, the foundations of the world and what makes it and sustains it.

It's gonna be okay. Maybe. >.>

[watergrape]

[She can hear the tension. She knows it exists. But his reasoning behind it eludes her! What's a water maia? A fish?]

Is that a fish? I don't think he has fins or gills. But I bet he can be underwater just fine! I'll ask him.

[Spending time with her recently discovered father is one of her favorite things to do. He's warm and kind - and her aunt is lovely too.]

I...don't know about it. I'm sorry. There's a lot I don't know about. I was kept in the Water Mirror for four thousand years.

He Remains Concerned (tm) XD

[bythewaves]

[ ................... not one of his world's then, but like, maybe ]

The maiar... well. The ainur are the spirits of the world, those who helped Eru, the One, to first Sing the world into being, and then for love of it descended into it, to be it's life as it is theirs.

[ .....what even is your world girl ]

You were... in a mirror?

[watergrape]

[She tries to understand, but nothing she has been taught matches up to what he says. Except maybe...]

Are the maiar...ah...ainur?...immortals? Or are they faeries or elves?

[Chaos.]

Yes! It's...shaped like a big droplet of water. But inside there are fields of flowers and trees.

[bythewaves]

Well. They're not Incarnate. [ He says slowly ]

They're beings of spirit. Fleshly bodies such as you and I have are... to them like clothes would be for us. Things to wear and change as they please. Most of the maia, who are ... I suppose you might consider them not so strong as the valar, don't even bother with flesh at all, for they do not interact with us, mostly. Even the Valar, who are the greatest of them, those great Powers of the world, who usually take... humanoid forms, at least, don't tend to look very much like us most of the time.

[ He shakes his head ]

Your world sounds very strange to me. Why would you be trapped so?

[watergrape]

[She's lost again. Maglor, why do you make her think about odd things like immortals without bodies! Jin Mi pats along her arms and decides that, yes, she is solid.]

Your world is very strange.

[Just so he knows.

And they agree! Sort of.]

I don't know. I think it's something my mother must have decided.

[bythewaves]

[ Because #Tolkien ]

Well to me it is simply how it is! [ He teases gently ]

So I suppose we have that in common, the strangeness of each other's worlds.

Why? [ Is this some weird protection thing ??? ]

[watergrape]

I would help you if you came to my world, don't worry.

[He would be the first Elf with such...power. And age!]

I only found out who my father is recently. Something bad must've happened to her. Besides her dying.

[bythewaves]

[ Gently ]

As I would you.

[ He sucks his breath in with a sharp hiss, and his voice is full of sympathy ]

Ai! I am sorry, lady. That is a grief, to loose a mother. [ Although he does have to wonder if something was wrong, or dangerous about the father, that he did not know that he had a daughter ]

[watergrape]

I would feel safe with you.

[She smiles in what she hopes is his direction. The hiss makes it falter.]

I don't really know if I felt sad over it. I never knew her. And my father married my Aunt before I was born. That must've been difficult for my mother.

[bythewaves]

There are few who would say that, lady, but I thank you.

[ He frowns, remembering his own family ]

I imagine it was so. Did you father... not want you?

[watergrape]

Why is that?

[Here he is cooking for her and helping her. Surely he isn't a bad person?]

He didn't know I was his! When he found out, he was so happy and he introduced me to his wife. She told me to call her Auntie.

[bythewaves]

That story is a long one, lady, and a terrible one. Are you sure you want to hear it?

[ He sets the plate down ]

Ah, I am glad. [ He hopes that hers is not a story like his ]