central_librarylogs | Orientation [Closed]

Who: Maedhros, Maglor, Elladan & Elrohir
What: Welcome to Deep Space 9
When: Now
Where: Science Fiction Section
Warnings: .... well we do have Feanorions in this section POSSIBLY MENTION OF DEATH, MURDER, SUICIDE, GENERAL CRAZY THINGS

"Okay, that's different." Elladan leans on his brother and stares.

"Which, the bodiless voice, or the blue person that just walked past." Elrohir laughs and shoves against him fondly.

"What are we doing, grandfathers?" They ask as one, turning identical grins to the older two.

"Scamps." Maglor shakes his head. "What were we thinking, Nelyo, bringing them along?"

"I do not think we were given much choice." Maedhros retorts wryly, before fixing the two with a commanders glare. "You heard our orders. Medicines, bandages. I'm sure your father taught you what to look for. Don't get in trouble. Don't get caught."

The grins don't fade, but both of them straigthen, responding to the command.

"We know what to look for." Elladan assures them.

"Mostly. Medicines, we will have to guess."

"But ... we have no coin?"

"Other than of our own world, and I doubt they will accept King's Currency or Shire Coin."

"They might." Maglor shakes his head. "But not as coin - gold and silver will always have worth, younglings, no matter's whose face is on the coin. Have a care of who you ask, but I am sure you will find someone willing to trade."

"Be back here within two hours." Maedhros orders. "Or we will come and find you."

"And if you are not, we will seek you." Elrohir promises softly.

"We have only just found you." Elladan agrees. "We don't let family get in trouble without us."

"I think." Maglor says dryly. "That Maedhros and I are old enough to look after ourselves. But thank you."

"Go on with you." Maedhros' gruff order is mixed with the clear affection in his eyes. "Take care."

"We will!"

Threaded | Flat

Life has been given; chances renewed and Maedhros does not know what to make of it at first. Some deep instinct - connection - tells him that he has not been summoned to this strange place alone and he moves without thinking twice. He and Maglor have always orbited one another and his heart cannot help but pick up where it left off even though he knows what he did is inexcusable.

Unforgivable.

When he sees him, he stands very still, counting his heart-beats and his breaths. His voice barely rises above a whisper:

"Kano?"

"Roh!" Elladan calls for his brother, walking through this strange place. He knows he is here, but he keeps getting distracted.

"C'mon, where are you, brother?" He spots the dark hair and calls out, cheerful and open, as any other child of the Third Age.

"Hail stranger!"

The place felt colder in a way. Perhaps it was the lack of a real sky or being enclosed in steel. But this place felt remote and cold just as it felt to be teaming with life. Strange beings pulsed through the halls and corridors making them less out of place than one would expect with their own kind stepping into their world so to speak.

Elrohir looked about curiously as well as back at the bookmark expanded and softly glowing in his hands. "It seems many races and beings come here. Some hostile and some friendly. But they are expected to mind their behavior."

Looking over at Elladan, he was fighting back a bright smile as he felt a flutter of excitement in his chest. "It says they use something called... credits? I am unsure what they are, but I am thinking perhaps we can trade gold or silver coins for them? What do you think?"

Maedhros & Maglor

Maglor & Elladan & probsl Elrohir later <3

For the Twins to frolic about on a space station!