Event Log: Flu Season

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Who: All characters
What: The event log for the Flu Season event
Where: All over the city
When: March 20th-March 30th
Warnings: Gross sneezing, sick people, and paranoia

It starts with a cough, a sneeze, a sore throat - something small and simple, easily ignored. But then your symptoms get worse. It's probably been awhile since you've been sick, that sort of thing doesn't usually happen here. You might be able to raid the shops for some tissues and tea before it gets too bad, and hopefully you've got a friend to help out until you get better. Surely it'll be over soon, right?

Until the fever sets in, and you start to understand why your friend is really there. They don't want to take care of you. They want to make sure this is the last anyone will ever see of you. They want to learn all your secrets. They want to steal your most precious possession. You know they're plotting against you, you know they're keeping something from you. What will you do to find out what it is?

Then, as the sickness fades, you realize it was all in your mind. Let's hope you didn't do or say anything too awful. But that friend of yours... they seem to have picked up your cough. Maybe you should help them out?

► This log covers March 20th-March 30th.
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[castintofire]

Maedhros could relax with his brother, if not fully for fear of letting him down again.

"You should try to rest, Kano."

We'll see you again in Stinkybutt's Dark Halls Celegorm added cheerfully.

[bythewaves]

"I ache all over." But Maglor's eyes slide shut.

"And Caranthir is too noisy."

You're a fine one to talk, "Loud son"

[castintofire]

"Mmm," Maedhros agreed there, too, gently brushing a hand over Maglor's hair.

"Not as noisy as Tyelko. I bet he doesn't poke you." Yes, he knew how insane they both sounded.

If it works! Not that Celegorm had ever minded being annoying.

[bythewaves]

"He just yells a lot." Maglor murmurs, relaxing under his hands.

I have to yell to be heard in this family

[castintofire]

Maedhros grinned, casting a fond look Caranthir's way.

"Perhaps kinder things to yell would be more helpful."

Because what you have to say doesn't matter Helpful as ever.

[bythewaves]

I will be kind when the rest of this nuthouse is.

"Don't pick on Moryo." Maglor mumbles automatically.

[castintofire]

Oh, so now you're protective, Celegorm's shadow huffed, but didn't seem too concerned.

"Tyelko," Maedhros warned, earning himself another huff but the blond Elf finally subsided. For now. "It is fact we are less than sane." Sigh.

[bythewaves]

"He's our younger brother." Maglor murmurs.

I can take care of myself

[castintofire]

"Can and should are different things," Maedhros gazed sadly at the youngest of their ghosts.

[bythewaves]

At least you stood aside at Losgar says one of the twins, and Maglor flinches.

[castintofire]

Maedhros flinched and wrapped his arms tighter around Maglor, sorrow and pain in his eyes as he looked to the twins.

"I did not do enough for any of you."

[bythewaves]

More than he did.

And Maglor sobs.

[castintofire]

"Peace, brother," Maedhros sighed, brushing a loving hand over Maglor's hair.

"Even your twin did not stand with me," even as he said it, he hated himself. But it was true. He'd stood alone that horrible day.

[bythewaves]

He was afraid of father. You were the two eldest - if Maglor had joined you...!

"I was afraid too!" Maglor lifts his head, pulling free of Maedhros' arms to cringe against the wall.

[castintofire]

"We can discuss could haves and would haves till the End of Days and get no where," Maedhros cut in sharply, pushing himself up to stand with Maglor still.

"I love you all, but we must stay together even now when we are ripped apart in truth."

[bythewaves]

Then you should be dead too, as there's no other exit.

Maglor shakes his head, exhausted again.

"You won't take Nelyo away from me!"

[castintofire]

"I am," a sad fact Maedhros couldn't deny. "Only I have been returned to life and breath here, as have Curvo and Finno." Multiple times.

He reached for Maglor's hand with his to hold on. "I am where I should be for now. Have patience, little brothers. Do not rush it."

[bythewaves]

"The Dark will have us all eventually. But Caranthir makes shooing gestures at the others.

"Not yet." Maglor slumps against Maedhros, shivering despite the fever. "I won't let you go without me, this time."

[castintofire]

For once, Celegorm stood with Caranthir to quiet the others.

"No, Kano. Not yet." Maedhros wrapped both arms back around Maglor and coaxed him back to bed. "Nor will I let you go without me."

[bythewaves]

Maglor allows himself to be coaxed back.

"You promise?"

[castintofire]

Maedhros pulled the blanket over them and kissed the top of Maglor's head.

"I promise. I will do what I should have before." Live at all costs. He had to start doing that, for Maglor.

[bythewaves]

A sigh, Maglor relaxing at last.

"You should rest then." He murmurs. "Or you'll get worse."

[castintofire]

"So should you," Maedhros retorted fondly, but rest his cheek on his brother's head and let his eyes close after checking where their shadows were.

[bythewaves]

Maglor curls against him with a sighs and drops into sleep, although he stays awake enough to watch their shadows.

[castintofire]

Maedhros followed him into slumber soon after.