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[broodingelf]

Maglor is currently sitting with his harp on the porch steps, enjoying the Spring sunshine and musing on the Past. (Not, for once, brooding or regretting-- just thinking, really.) Family, in-laws and random strangers are encouraged to bother him.

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[houndmaster]

*wanders over* Hi there, Cáno. *smiles, and then pauses* ...don't ask how I am, because the answer is very confused, and don't ask what I think of something, because I've apparently forgotten a good chunk of time and will likely have no clue and be terribly flustered by what you ask me about, but as I assume you haven't mutated into some ghastly creature, and are in some shape or form still my brother and thus still someone I understand on some level and since there really isn't a chance something scandalous has happened between us in the some months-weeks-years I have forgotten-- ... *tries again* Hi.

[houndmaster]

Brothers. *playful shove*

...oh, come on, I won't hurt him.

[broodingelf]

*shoves back* That's what we're here for.

...Like you said, you don't know him.

[houndmaster]

I suppose I can't argue with that, given that I've used that excuse.

...well, yes, but what does that have to do with anything? ...Would I need to hurt him?

[broodingelf]

*smiles brightly* Smart boy. *:D*

.......No!

[houndmaster]

Does this mean I get a biscuit? *grins at him*

...down, boy.

[broodingelf]

*ruffles his hair* There's cookies in the kitchen.

No. Hurting. Daeron. Tyelko.

[houndmaster]

*bats at his hand* Hurrah! There is good in the world.

...I'm only going to hurt him if he needs to be hurt.