Video; un: Maedhros

[holdshisown]

[It was only a matter of time, he supposed, before one of the strange effects of this place happened to him. That doesn't mean he's pleased about it, however. Slightly paniced and quite annoyed, bordering on angry, would be a more accurate way to describe his current mental state.

He is currently glaring quite menacingly at his own reflection at the moment. At the two elk horns that has started to grow from his head, if you wanted to be precise about it.]

If anyone knows how to make these go away I would be very grateful for the assistance.

[His voice is level, almost emotionless, but there is an undercurrent af anger to be heard for those who knows him well enough. One of his ears twitch in annoyance and he notices that though it is still pointed it is now covered in a soft velvety fur now.]

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[bythewaves]

[ He nudges into the finger with an appreciate croak ]

No.

[ Hm, he's some sort of corvid, isn't he. He's pretty sure he can sing. Let's see... ]

Sing for you

[holdshisown]

[A fond smile blossoms on his face. Even as changed as he is there really is no mistaking his brother for anything but himself no matter what form he's in.]

Lovely. Thank you, brother, you always did know how to ease my worries.

[bythewaves]

[ He chirps, pleased, bobbing up and down in an approximation of a pleased dip of the head, and then hops a few times and stretches his wings.

Lesse. He remembers how it felt with Maedhros' fire mask wing things. Maybe he can make it up to his brother's shoulder? ]

[holdshisown]

[It doesn't take a genius to figure out what it is Maglor is intending to do so Maedhros discreetly prepares to help him should he misjudge how his new form works.]

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor flaps a few times and tries to time his hops to his flaps, finally managing a stumbling flight to Maedhros' shoulder.

Kinda.

HOW DOES ONE GRIP WITH THESE FEET AAA ]

[holdshisown]

[This is why you don't just jump right in to things, Maglor. You practise first so that you actually know how to grip things with your feet before you try to land somewhere.

If he falls off Maedhros is prepared to catch him before he hits the ground.]

[bythewaves]

[ Shush he has to learn somehow!!

Sorry for the frantic flapping that may smack you a bit, brother. And um. He's sorry if he grips too hard. ]

Didn't fall!

[ Only just ]

[holdshisown]

[Just start small!

It's alright. He's not so fragile that being slapped in the face by a wing will even register as more than a slight annoyance. It's a far sight better than when Maglor used to pull his hair as a child.]

I noticed. You good now? You're not going to lose your balance or anything?

[bythewaves]

[ He DID. Not his fault you're a tree, brother!

He wobbles and then bobs, proud, and preens his brother's hair ]

Balanced!

[holdshisown]

[Stop height-shaming him! It's not his fault he's unreasonably tall!

He chuckles a bit at his brothers antics, but he's happy he's getting the hang of things swiftly enough.]

Good, I don't want you to fall off and hurt yourself.

[bythewaves]

[ Fine, he'll blame their parents then.

Maglor croaks and then whistles, cheerful ]

Nelyo would catch me

[holdshisown]

[Rather blame their grandfathers, they were likely where it came from.

As long as his brothers happy so is he.]

That I would, but I'd rather you didn't fall at all.

[bythewaves]

[ He wants a beard, if they're blaming the grandfathers. If Maedhros can have the height, he wants the beard!

Maglor preens his brother's hair again with a chirp ]

Yes mother

[holdshisown]

[You'd look very dignified in one, he's sure. But if you haven't grown one by now it's probably not going to happen.

He hums along as his brother fusses with his hair, content to simply sit with him like this.]

Thank you for the compliment, brother, being compared to mother is no great hardship for me.

[bythewaves]

[ Maybe he's just not old enough yet!

Maglor croaks - a crow's laugh - buffeting him gently with a wing ]

Nelyo nags like mother

[ he agrees ]

[holdshisown]

[Really? He's pretty sure he's more than old enough for it by now.

He rolls his eyes at Maglor's antics but doesn't really do anything else about it.]

I do not nag! And neither does mother, we just point out very obvious truths that the rest of you seem to have a problem grasping.

[bythewaves]

[ Ssssh, he lives in hope.

Another croaking crow laugh ]

Nag nag nag, all the time

[ He whistles, cheerful ]

[holdshisown]

[He lives in delusion. None of them will likely ever grow a beard, he thinks. Grandfather Mahtans glorious beard genes seems to have skipped each and every one of them, sadly enough.]

Hmph! This is the reward I get for caring about my brothers, I see!

[It's almost impossible to keep the laughter out of his voice as he says so.]

[bythewaves]

[ Look SOMEONE has to have inherited the beard gene!

He bobs up and down, whistling cheerfully ]

Nelyo is the best brother, but also nags a lot!

[holdshisown]

[In that case his money is on Tyelko being the one to inherit it. For no other reason than that he thinks he'd look absolutely hilarious with a beard.]

You wouldn't know how to tie your own shoes if I hadn't been nagging you.

[bythewaves]

[ On reflection, Maglor will happily cede the beard to Tyelko, if only for the mocking potential.

He whistles and smacks his brother with a wing ]

Rude! I can do that on my own!

[holdshisown]

[It would only be fair for them to mess with him, after all that particular brother had put them through growing up.

Laughing he puts up his hand to shield himself from getting smacked in the face by that feathery appendage.]

Only because I nagged you into learning~

[bythewaves]

[ This is very true, and Maglor has yet to get revenge for the Harp Incident.

He smacks him a few times irregardless - it's the principle of the thing! ]

I learnt by myself!

[ This is only TECHNICALLY a lie, as Maedhros definitely taught him how ]

[holdshisown]

[They all had quite a few things they'd never managed to get revenge on Tyelko for.

Getting slapped by Maglor's newfound wings only serves to make him laugh.]

Oh? All by yourself now?

[He is only teasing, ofcourse, Maglor had actually picked it up rather quickly after being shown how to do it.]

[bythewaves]

[ This is true, although Caranthir may have the longest list.

He bobs his head and whistles, managing to make it sound cheeky ]

All by myself!