Video &/or Palantir - not locked because frantic mama is frantic (Forward Dated to post mission)

[marriedanidiot]

 Feanaro! Feanaro, I can't feel them, I can't feel them, our boys are gone! Feanaro, what's happen to Maitimo and Makalaure? Curvo? Atarinke, where are you?

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[marriedanidiot]

Atarinke, oh my Atarinke, please take care of yourself. Where's your father?

forgot to say this is via palantir and Curufin went through the wormhole to Red Team's Planet One

[so_dark_a_road]

Don't worry, I will take care of myself the best I can! Father loaned me his palantir, and he's gone off to talk to someone. I'll give it back to him as soon as he comes back.

REVISION to stop Feanor possibly literally combusting THIS IS POST MISSION

[marriedanidiot]

Stay with him, please. I will come as swiftly as I may

[so_dark_a_road]

I will do my best to watch over him, and I'm sure he will watch over me. You're coming too? Be careful on the dive into the wormhole. Also, we're on Planet One.

I am so sorry about Maitimo and Makalaurë departing from the train. I've been worried about them since I arrived. They both seemed. . . very tired.

[marriedanidiot]

Can you come back to the train, my Atarinke? I... would feel better if I could see you.

Oops, didn't see this is post-mission. Retconning as best as I can. XD

[so_dark_a_road]

I'll be back soon. Got to land this craft on the station first. [ Smile. Guess who's flying the thing? ] Then I'll hop out and come back to the train, and so will Father.

[ Sigh. ]

I wish my brothers could have stayed, or at least not left at such a bad time. But anytime would be a bad time, really. And they had no choice about it, I'm sure. I wish. . . I wish so many things.

<3

[marriedanidiot]

Thank you my dear. [ She sounds calm, poised. But her eyes are red and her hands tremble ]

I only... I hope they are well.

<333

[so_dark_a_road]

[ Curufin cannot give her a hug, but his eyes radiate the deep and abiding love he has for her. ]

I, too, hope they are all right, wherever they are. I have known this to happen in the other two worlds I lived in before I came here. Sometimes people disappear. Sometimes they return. I know better than to get my hopes up, but the mere fact that such returns are possible strongly suggests to me that wherever people go when they vanish, they are all right.

[marriedanidiot]

That... does help, thank you, Atarinke. I only worry... they were not well, your brothers.

[so_dark_a_road]

[ He nods, hoping that indeed, his attempts to help her with her grief were really helping. ]

I noticed that my brothers were not functioning at the peak of their powers. But you would have been far more aware of that even than I would. What did you perceive?

[marriedanidiot]

I... I don't know, my darling. But they seemed... so tired. They would not tell me...

[so_dark_a_road]

They would not tell you what the cause of their fatigue was?

[ She would have known when Maedhros died and might have had some sense of how both had suffered in their Beleriand years, but she might not have known much of the terrible details of their stories. ]

[marriedanidiot]

[ She shakes her head ]

Not the details, no. Makalaure... his thinking was... disordered...

[so_dark_a_road]

Disordered, how?

[ He feels terrible now because he didn't spend enough time with his brothers while they were here. He wonders if he might have gotten them to talk about what they really felt, and if he might have comforted them. He tried, of course, in what little time they had had together. ]

[marriedanidiot]

He... he thought he was to blame... for bad things happening on the train.

[so_dark_a_road]

What things did he think he was responsible for? [ Oh, dear brother! Maglor had always been one to feel guilty for events he couldn't have prevented. But this? What had happened to his thinking? ]

[marriedanidiot]

[ She shakes her head ]

He feared us being drowned, after the question asked. He... I don't know, Curvo. Your father and I, we spoke to him but... I don't know if it helped.

[so_dark_a_road]

Oh, I see. After the train asked us if we could swim. We were all wondering what that meant, and if we were going to be flung next into an ocean world. And what? -- save some merpeople? But nothing like that has happened, and there's no way of knowing if it was a purposeful or a random question.

Poor Makalaurë! He has such an active imagination -- being a bard, of course he does! -- but it seems that imagination became a source of pain to him in his time on board the train. Not that it never was before that. . . but I had hoped for some kind of healing for him. And for Maitimo.

[marriedanidiot]

I don't know. [ She says, and seems very small and tired ]

We tried, but I do not know how much... we helped.

[so_dark_a_road]

[ His heart is grieved for Nerdanel. She, who was mother to seven troubled sons and has no choice but to feel sorrow for the ones she still must grieve for. Maedrhos and Maglor were here for so little time, and how she must wonder if there was ever anything she could do for them, and still feel the heavy responsibility any parent must feel always -- and not be able to do anything. ]

And still, it matters that we tried. [ He believes this, and he offers it for what little comfort it may bring. ]

[marriedanidiot]

I hope so. [ She whispers softly ]

I hope so.

Wrap?

[so_dark_a_road]

I hope so, too. [ With equal softness. ]

Mother, I will see you as soon as I return to the train.

yus

[marriedanidiot]

Yes. [ She breathes ]

Come home soon, yonya.