*Growls*
I will make you pay Moringotto!
Oh, didn’t he tell you? *examines claws* It was very intimate. Just the sort of thing I’d expect he’d share with you, unless of course, he was too embarrassed about our little tête-á-tête to confess…. I must have made quite an impression on him!
Anyway, you’re too late; the incident has already been avenged, so you may go steam and growl at some other lost cause now. Like your war.
*pales before rising to his full height, eyes blazing with rage*
Spare me the lurid lies of your twisted imagination Moringotto! I do not believe you, if you want someone to go back to your brothers they are the only one who, by now will.
Besides I do not need anything more reason to want to see blood leave the wreck of a body you are left with and if my war was a lost cause what about your whole existence, all you wanted to accomplish?
Maybe that is the reason why you fell so easily under Thingol’s daughter spell, did you dream of what you could have been? What hurt the most as you awakened? Knowing that you had been so humiliatingly outwitted or, perhaps, having to let go of the dreams you had?
….
*small, tense smile, smoke rising from between the fingers of his gauntlets*
Oh, I never let go of anything, Maitimo. You may find I bore easily in the moment, but when it comes to my dreams, I can wait forever to get what I want… And I will. *sweetly* I have all the time in the world.
*The water in Maedhros’s tub begins boiling, reeking of sulfur*
*jumps out of the tub with a choked scream of pain, his feet already red, yet trying to ignore the pain of his skin blistering and, without turning his back to the Vala, he slowly approaches where his clothes (and weapons are)*
Time?… *pained low chuckle* Time is all you have and even that could be stripped out by your brethren would they choose so.
*hisses a sound between a laughter and a pained whelp*
You will get nothing!
*cups a hand to his ear*
Oh? Are your ears better than mine? Can -you- hear the trumpets of the Valar coming over the seas to rescue you?
No? Neither can I. *folds arms, smirking*
I so look forward to the day you eat those brave words of yours, and bow trembling at my feet. *flicks tongue* Until then, my favorite plaything– enjoy your bath.
*flickers out like a mirage*
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