Therapy is worse than pulling teeth
Time to pay another visit to Maglor...
Eowyn: *knocks at Maglor's door*
Maglor: *goes to answer, covered in wood dust and shavings as she's been working in her shop* Hello?
Eowyn: *smiles* Hi.
Maglor: *sighs* Can I help you?
Eowyn: I just came by to say hello, and see if you had a few minutes to talk. We haven't for a while.
Maglor: I suppose. *pushes the door open and walks away, brushing herself off a bit* Should I make some tea?
Eowyn: *follows her* That would be lovely, thank you.
Maglor: *nods to a table in the kitchen* Have a seat. *busies herself making tea*
Eowyn: *sits* How have you been?
Maglor: Fine. *watches her hands, not wanting to talk at all*
Eowyn: Keeping yourself busy?
Maglor: Naturally.
Eowyn: How are you feeling, pregnancy-wise?
Maglor: Fine. *sets the tea pot on the table, along with cups and sugar and cream*
Eowyn: Not much nausea? Or back pain?
Maglor: No more than I can handle.
Eowyn: *nods* That's good.
Maglor: *stirs her tea* I suppose it is.
Eowyn: *adds cream and sugar to her tea* And how are you feeling otherwise? Less angry?
Maglor: I'm fine. No one's made me angry.
Eowyn: *smiles* That sounds very good. No family problems?
Maglor: None of your concern.
Eowyn: *wryly* Of course not.
Maglor: I'm sure you have your own family to worry about. I'm taking care of mine.
Eowyn: *shrugs* Not exactly.
Maglor: Still. *a bit of a growl to this*
Eowyn: *nods* Mmmhmm.
Maglor: *clears her throat* I can care for my brothers. I always have.
Eowyn: *nods again* Yes, I have noticed. I imagine they appreciate it.
Maglor: *shrugs* They seem to.
Eowyn: I saw your brother Maedhros the other day. He's such a nice man.
Maglor: He is. *small smile* I guess that's part of why I've always been closest to him.
Eowyn: He's very kind and thoughtful, I think. He must be a good brother to have.
Maglor: He is, truly.
Eowyn: In my time, there are stories and songs and poems about him....
Maglor: *amused* How many did I write?
Eowyn: *grins* Quite a few. And there are stories about you as well.
Maglor: I should hope so.
Eowyn: You get equal time, don't worry.
Maglor: I wouldn't be surprised if we do a lot together, actually.
Eowyn: *nods* Yes, indeed. *doesn't want to get too much into it* Have you written many songs about him now?
Maglor: I just finished one. *shrugs*
Eowyn: Oh? *interested* Do you present it to him?
Maglor: Not yet.
Eowyn: Is it something you'd play in public? Do you give performances?
Maglor: It is, and I do, but only when I feel like it. I'm highly sought after.
Eowyn: *nods* I'd imagine so. I'd love to hear you play some day. I mean, I've heard songs of yours performed.... but that's different.
Maglor: ...we'll see. I haven't been playing, lately. I've been busy.
Eowyn: With writing the song?
Maglor: Among other things/
Eowyn: What else keeps you busy? *sips her tea*
Maglor: Work.
Eowyn: What do you work at, besides music?
Maglor: I teach, I build instruments, I run an import business.
Eowyn: Well, you do keep very busy indeed.
Maglor: Naturally.
Eowyn: What do you import?
Maglor: *raises an eyebrow* A number of things.
Eowyn: *nods* Sounds like an interesting line of work.
Maglor: It can be.
Eowyn: *takes another sip of her tea* I don't imagine there's anything you'd like to talk about...
Maglor: *firmly* No. Your definition of talking seems to involve anlyzing my sanity.
Eowyn: *wryly* Well, that is, of course, my job.
Maglor: Who's paying you?
Eowyn: *grins* Good question.
Maglor: Exactly. So stop working.
Eowyn: It probably doesn't matter if I say I was concerned about you.
Maglor: There's no need to be
Eowyn: Well, you do -seem- much better.
Maglor: Well, yes. Because I wanted to be.
Eowyn: *nods* Yes, I see that.
Maglor: Russa helps. When I let him.
Eowyn: He must want to help a lot.
Maglor: Sometimes.
Eowyn: And your other brothers help too, maybe?
Maglor: Some of them.
Eowyn: Are they all in Gondolin? I've only met one of the others...
Maglor: They are, unless they've gone off hunting.
Eowyn: It must be nice, having all of your family togther.
Maglor: Eh, I suppose. I could live without some of my family.
Eowyn: *grins a bit* I suppose that's true of most families.
Maglor: Mmmn. Perhaps. Though, there are others who make up for it.
Eowyn: *nods* Like Maedhros?
Maglor: Aye.
Eowyn: You're lucky to have him then.
Maglor: *nods* As I tell him all the time.
Eowyn: I imagine he feels the same about you.
Maglor: I would like to think so.
Eowyn: *finishes her tea*
Maglor: Sometimes I think he'd be better without me, all things considered.
Eowyn: *nods* Oh? What kind of things?
Maglor: I upset him, sometimes. *shrugs* Besides, he has other... family members he prefers to spend time with
Eowyn: Well, I'd imagine he upsets you sometimes as well. And I can't believe he'd prefer not to spend all his time with others.
Maglor: I get him when I need him. Mostly. I suppose that's all that counts.
Eowyn: *nods* It counts for a lot, I'd think.
Maglor: Mmmn. *serves herself more tea*
Eowyn: It must help to know he's around to help with the baby.
Maglor: That does, I guess.
Eowyn: You're getting along in the pregnancy well, I'd say.
Maglor: I do know how to care for myself.
Eowyn: *nods* Oh, of course. Just saying, sometimes first pregnancies are difficult....
Maglor: I'm fine.
Eowyn: *nods* Yes, I'm sure you are. If you did have any questions or concerns, perhaps I could help.
Maglor: Doubtful. I have my own healers to deal with my pregnancy, thank you.
Eowyn: *nods* Yes, of course, Just I've had some experience with human/elf pregnancies, so... but your healers, I'm sure, are fine.
Maglor: Things seem to be progressing just like a normal elven pregnancy, so we're really not worried.
Eowyn: Very good, then.
Maglor: Mmn. I thought so.
Eowyn: That must be relieving to hear.
Maglor: I could have dealt with anything that happened. I'm strong.
Eowyn: *nods* You are very strong, yes.
Maglor: And -if- there was something I couldn't deal with, I do have 6 brothers.
Eowyn: All of whom could help you, I'd imagine.
Maglor: ...most of them.
Eowyn: Some of them not good with babies?
Maglor: Some of them not good with anyone.
Eowyn: *nods* I see...
Maglor: *shrugs*
Eowyn: You don't get along with all your brothers, then?
Maglor: No. Should I?
Eowyn: No, I don't think you need to.
Maglor: Good. Tyelko is a moron.
Eowyn: *chokes a bit* He is?
Maglor: Yes.
Eowyn: *thinks about what she's read about him* I can believe that.
Maglor: And he's a bad influence on Curufin.
Eowyn: Oh, that's not good.
Maglor: Curu, of course, enjoys his company greatly
Eowyn: *wryly* Of course.
Maglor: Curu's good, though, when he's on his own.
Eowyn: He seems to be good, yes.
Maglor: He has a bit of an ego, though.
Eowyn: Oh, really?
Maglor: Don't we all? *grins* But his is one of the worse, yes.
Eowyn: *grins back at her* I may have noticed, yes.
Maglor: *shrugs* Can you blame us?
Eowyn: No, in fact, I suppose it could be much worse.
Maglor: We've a strong and proud family. We're all highly skilled
Eowyn: Yes, indeed. Many reasons to be proud.
Maglor: Yes.
Eowyn: No wonder it's difficult to get along sometimes.
Maglor: It's much easier if they agree with me.
Eowyn: *can imagine this* But strong and proud people would tend to fight more, wouldn't they?
Maglor: If they're smart, they fight together against common enemies.
Eowyn: And they're smart, of course. But not as smart as you?
Maglor: Russa may be, or Curu.
Eowyn: Not the others then?
Maglor: Not as smart as me, no, though they're all intellegent in their own ways.
Eowyn: Except for the one who is the moron?
Maglor: Well, yes.
Eowyn: Do you take of him too, then? You said you take care of your brothers... even the ones you don't get along with?
Maglor: Curu takes care of him. *shrugs* He and I are much happier apart.
Eowyn: But if he needed you?
Maglor: He is my brother.
Eowyn: And you trust he'd be there for you as well?
Maglor: No. But I'm not like him.
Eowyn: Oh? How is he different?
Maglor: He's an asshole.
Eowyn: *does not smile* But still family?
Maglor: Mmmn.
Eowyn: You are bound to him, and to the rest of your family, no matter what?
Maglor: More or less.
Eowyn: That can be a lot of pressure sometimes.....
Maglor: *shrugs* That's how it's always been.
Eowyn: No reason to change things?
Maglor: Family is family. To abondon them is to be abandoned. It's a matter of pride.
Eowyn: *nods* Yes. And you are very proud.
Maglor: I am. *raises an eyebrow*
Eowyn: *nods* Well, it's an important part of your identity.
Maglor: I suppose.
Eowyn: Yes, wouldn't you be different if you didn't have that family and pride in your life?
Maglor: I would be nothing.
Eowyn: That's a scary thought.
Maglor: *shrugs*
Eowyn: No?
Maglor: I don't think about it.
Eowyn: Mmmn. Well, it's not something to dwell on, but it might be something to think about, at least in terms of your identity
Maglor: No. I don't care about that.
Eowyn: Hmm, but what if something happens to your family, to your brothers? What happens to you then?
Maglor: I go on.
Eowyn: Good to hear.
Maglor: It's what I do.
Eowyn: *nods*
Maglor: Life is what it is. I deal with what comes the best way I know how.
Eowyn: And what is that best way?
Maglor: That changes with each situation.
Eowyn: *nods* That's a good approach, mostly.
Maglor: I know.
Eowyn: *nods and stands* Well, thank you very much for the tea. I shouldn't take up much more of your time...
Maglor: You really shouldn't. *cold glance at Eowyn*
Eowyn: *doesn't flinch* I'll stop by again sometime, perhaps.
Maglor: I'd rather you didn't. I've no further need of your services. Go visit someone like Fingon, who does.
Eowyn: *nods* As you wish. Take care. *departs*
Maglor: Thank Eru... *starts cleaning things*
Well, at least she's a little more stable. But unfortunately, I'm out of a job. I may have to look for alternate forms of income. *ponders*
Eowyn: *knocks at Maglor's door*
Maglor: *goes to answer, covered in wood dust and shavings as she's been working in her shop* Hello?
Eowyn: *smiles* Hi.
Maglor: *sighs* Can I help you?
Eowyn: I just came by to say hello, and see if you had a few minutes to talk. We haven't for a while.
Maglor: I suppose. *pushes the door open and walks away, brushing herself off a bit* Should I make some tea?
Eowyn: *follows her* That would be lovely, thank you.
Maglor: *nods to a table in the kitchen* Have a seat. *busies herself making tea*
Eowyn: *sits* How have you been?
Maglor: Fine. *watches her hands, not wanting to talk at all*
Eowyn: Keeping yourself busy?
Maglor: Naturally.
Eowyn: How are you feeling, pregnancy-wise?
Maglor: Fine. *sets the tea pot on the table, along with cups and sugar and cream*
Eowyn: Not much nausea? Or back pain?
Maglor: No more than I can handle.
Eowyn: *nods* That's good.
Maglor: *stirs her tea* I suppose it is.
Eowyn: *adds cream and sugar to her tea* And how are you feeling otherwise? Less angry?
Maglor: I'm fine. No one's made me angry.
Eowyn: *smiles* That sounds very good. No family problems?
Maglor: None of your concern.
Eowyn: *wryly* Of course not.
Maglor: I'm sure you have your own family to worry about. I'm taking care of mine.
Eowyn: *shrugs* Not exactly.
Maglor: Still. *a bit of a growl to this*
Eowyn: *nods* Mmmhmm.
Maglor: *clears her throat* I can care for my brothers. I always have.
Eowyn: *nods again* Yes, I have noticed. I imagine they appreciate it.
Maglor: *shrugs* They seem to.
Eowyn: I saw your brother Maedhros the other day. He's such a nice man.
Maglor: He is. *small smile* I guess that's part of why I've always been closest to him.
Eowyn: He's very kind and thoughtful, I think. He must be a good brother to have.
Maglor: He is, truly.
Eowyn: In my time, there are stories and songs and poems about him....
Maglor: *amused* How many did I write?
Eowyn: *grins* Quite a few. And there are stories about you as well.
Maglor: I should hope so.
Eowyn: You get equal time, don't worry.
Maglor: I wouldn't be surprised if we do a lot together, actually.
Eowyn: *nods* Yes, indeed. *doesn't want to get too much into it* Have you written many songs about him now?
Maglor: I just finished one. *shrugs*
Eowyn: Oh? *interested* Do you present it to him?
Maglor: Not yet.
Eowyn: Is it something you'd play in public? Do you give performances?
Maglor: It is, and I do, but only when I feel like it. I'm highly sought after.
Eowyn: *nods* I'd imagine so. I'd love to hear you play some day. I mean, I've heard songs of yours performed.... but that's different.
Maglor: ...we'll see. I haven't been playing, lately. I've been busy.
Eowyn: With writing the song?
Maglor: Among other things/
Eowyn: What else keeps you busy? *sips her tea*
Maglor: Work.
Eowyn: What do you work at, besides music?
Maglor: I teach, I build instruments, I run an import business.
Eowyn: Well, you do keep very busy indeed.
Maglor: Naturally.
Eowyn: What do you import?
Maglor: *raises an eyebrow* A number of things.
Eowyn: *nods* Sounds like an interesting line of work.
Maglor: It can be.
Eowyn: *takes another sip of her tea* I don't imagine there's anything you'd like to talk about...
Maglor: *firmly* No. Your definition of talking seems to involve anlyzing my sanity.
Eowyn: *wryly* Well, that is, of course, my job.
Maglor: Who's paying you?
Eowyn: *grins* Good question.
Maglor: Exactly. So stop working.
Eowyn: It probably doesn't matter if I say I was concerned about you.
Maglor: There's no need to be
Eowyn: Well, you do -seem- much better.
Maglor: Well, yes. Because I wanted to be.
Eowyn: *nods* Yes, I see that.
Maglor: Russa helps. When I let him.
Eowyn: He must want to help a lot.
Maglor: Sometimes.
Eowyn: And your other brothers help too, maybe?
Maglor: Some of them.
Eowyn: Are they all in Gondolin? I've only met one of the others...
Maglor: They are, unless they've gone off hunting.
Eowyn: It must be nice, having all of your family togther.
Maglor: Eh, I suppose. I could live without some of my family.
Eowyn: *grins a bit* I suppose that's true of most families.
Maglor: Mmmn. Perhaps. Though, there are others who make up for it.
Eowyn: *nods* Like Maedhros?
Maglor: Aye.
Eowyn: You're lucky to have him then.
Maglor: *nods* As I tell him all the time.
Eowyn: I imagine he feels the same about you.
Maglor: I would like to think so.
Eowyn: *finishes her tea*
Maglor: Sometimes I think he'd be better without me, all things considered.
Eowyn: *nods* Oh? What kind of things?
Maglor: I upset him, sometimes. *shrugs* Besides, he has other... family members he prefers to spend time with
Eowyn: Well, I'd imagine he upsets you sometimes as well. And I can't believe he'd prefer not to spend all his time with others.
Maglor: I get him when I need him. Mostly. I suppose that's all that counts.
Eowyn: *nods* It counts for a lot, I'd think.
Maglor: Mmmn. *serves herself more tea*
Eowyn: It must help to know he's around to help with the baby.
Maglor: That does, I guess.
Eowyn: You're getting along in the pregnancy well, I'd say.
Maglor: I do know how to care for myself.
Eowyn: *nods* Oh, of course. Just saying, sometimes first pregnancies are difficult....
Maglor: I'm fine.
Eowyn: *nods* Yes, I'm sure you are. If you did have any questions or concerns, perhaps I could help.
Maglor: Doubtful. I have my own healers to deal with my pregnancy, thank you.
Eowyn: *nods* Yes, of course, Just I've had some experience with human/elf pregnancies, so... but your healers, I'm sure, are fine.
Maglor: Things seem to be progressing just like a normal elven pregnancy, so we're really not worried.
Eowyn: Very good, then.
Maglor: Mmn. I thought so.
Eowyn: That must be relieving to hear.
Maglor: I could have dealt with anything that happened. I'm strong.
Eowyn: *nods* You are very strong, yes.
Maglor: And -if- there was something I couldn't deal with, I do have 6 brothers.
Eowyn: All of whom could help you, I'd imagine.
Maglor: ...most of them.
Eowyn: Some of them not good with babies?
Maglor: Some of them not good with anyone.
Eowyn: *nods* I see...
Maglor: *shrugs*
Eowyn: You don't get along with all your brothers, then?
Maglor: No. Should I?
Eowyn: No, I don't think you need to.
Maglor: Good. Tyelko is a moron.
Eowyn: *chokes a bit* He is?
Maglor: Yes.
Eowyn: *thinks about what she's read about him* I can believe that.
Maglor: And he's a bad influence on Curufin.
Eowyn: Oh, that's not good.
Maglor: Curu, of course, enjoys his company greatly
Eowyn: *wryly* Of course.
Maglor: Curu's good, though, when he's on his own.
Eowyn: He seems to be good, yes.
Maglor: He has a bit of an ego, though.
Eowyn: Oh, really?
Maglor: Don't we all? *grins* But his is one of the worse, yes.
Eowyn: *grins back at her* I may have noticed, yes.
Maglor: *shrugs* Can you blame us?
Eowyn: No, in fact, I suppose it could be much worse.
Maglor: We've a strong and proud family. We're all highly skilled
Eowyn: Yes, indeed. Many reasons to be proud.
Maglor: Yes.
Eowyn: No wonder it's difficult to get along sometimes.
Maglor: It's much easier if they agree with me.
Eowyn: *can imagine this* But strong and proud people would tend to fight more, wouldn't they?
Maglor: If they're smart, they fight together against common enemies.
Eowyn: And they're smart, of course. But not as smart as you?
Maglor: Russa may be, or Curu.
Eowyn: Not the others then?
Maglor: Not as smart as me, no, though they're all intellegent in their own ways.
Eowyn: Except for the one who is the moron?
Maglor: Well, yes.
Eowyn: Do you take of him too, then? You said you take care of your brothers... even the ones you don't get along with?
Maglor: Curu takes care of him. *shrugs* He and I are much happier apart.
Eowyn: But if he needed you?
Maglor: He is my brother.
Eowyn: And you trust he'd be there for you as well?
Maglor: No. But I'm not like him.
Eowyn: Oh? How is he different?
Maglor: He's an asshole.
Eowyn: *does not smile* But still family?
Maglor: Mmmn.
Eowyn: You are bound to him, and to the rest of your family, no matter what?
Maglor: More or less.
Eowyn: That can be a lot of pressure sometimes.....
Maglor: *shrugs* That's how it's always been.
Eowyn: No reason to change things?
Maglor: Family is family. To abondon them is to be abandoned. It's a matter of pride.
Eowyn: *nods* Yes. And you are very proud.
Maglor: I am. *raises an eyebrow*
Eowyn: *nods* Well, it's an important part of your identity.
Maglor: I suppose.
Eowyn: Yes, wouldn't you be different if you didn't have that family and pride in your life?
Maglor: I would be nothing.
Eowyn: That's a scary thought.
Maglor: *shrugs*
Eowyn: No?
Maglor: I don't think about it.
Eowyn: Mmmn. Well, it's not something to dwell on, but it might be something to think about, at least in terms of your identity
Maglor: No. I don't care about that.
Eowyn: Hmm, but what if something happens to your family, to your brothers? What happens to you then?
Maglor: I go on.
Eowyn: Good to hear.
Maglor: It's what I do.
Eowyn: *nods*
Maglor: Life is what it is. I deal with what comes the best way I know how.
Eowyn: And what is that best way?
Maglor: That changes with each situation.
Eowyn: *nods* That's a good approach, mostly.
Maglor: I know.
Eowyn: *nods and stands* Well, thank you very much for the tea. I shouldn't take up much more of your time...
Maglor: You really shouldn't. *cold glance at Eowyn*
Eowyn: *doesn't flinch* I'll stop by again sometime, perhaps.
Maglor: I'd rather you didn't. I've no further need of your services. Go visit someone like Fingon, who does.
Eowyn: *nods* As you wish. Take care. *departs*
Maglor: Thank Eru... *starts cleaning things*
Well, at least she's a little more stable. But unfortunately, I'm out of a job. I may have to look for alternate forms of income. *ponders*