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Once again, it seemed that Rose picked an inopportune time to visit the budding new cafe, La Tasse du Marais. Whether it be morning, noon, afternoon, or early evening, there was a line at the counter and not a single table available. At this point, Rose had to wonder whether the popularity had more to do with their food, or the fact that nobody could properly pronounce the name. “Excuse me,” she said as she wandered over to a woman in the outside seating area. The chair across from her was empty, and Rose placed her hand on it’s back.

“If you’re not waiting for anyone, and don’t mind the company, I was wondering if I could sit here.” She offered a warm smile. Compared to everyone else, this woman appeared to be the most approachable.

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It had been months since she had allowed herself the luxury of leaving the house after her dad had finally passed. It had been hard on her as well as her brother, but it took the biggest toll on her father. Alanna had watched him crumble and become reserved. She’d tried her best to bring him out of his depression, but she knew nothing would ever truly change his shift in mood, apart from her dad returning from the dead, that is.

She’d finally convinced herself that it was okay to go out. She’d found herself at a small cafe, simply minding her own business. Well, at least that’s what she knew it looked like, but she was listening in on everything around her and observing all of those near her. She was so absorbed in it, in fact, that she hadn’t notice the woman approach her until she was already pulling the chair out.

Alanna looked up, blue eyes studying the woman closely before she shrugged and gave a smile, nodding. “Sure. I mean... You’re welcome to sit. I’m not waiting for anyone.”

#redxwitch

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“It is strange yes, especially when they stop growing, but still amaze you.” He joked as he followed her outside and walked to the car on the side of the house. Once keys had opened her door and he held it open for her he had to laugh. “Maybe he will, I will let him know.” He knew that when she did happen to find someone then he could probably rest a little bit knowing that she would be safe. Even now though he knew she could take care of herself, but to him she was still a child until she did marry and maybe have kids.

Once Alanna was settled in he closed the door for her and walked to his side of the car to get in and start the engine. “Do you want the heater?” He asked her just in case she really was cold. Where they were it was still snowing, but once spring was coming to an end it would soon end giving them another hot summer. As he waited for an answer he began to drive away from the house with a reluctant stare then as it became smaller and smaller in the rear-view mirror he looked to the side to smile at how beautiful his daughter was.

“I want to give a present to your dad, but I do not know what, mind helping me when we are in town?” It was an odd request considering what he meant, but she was grown up - and hopefully not too childish either.

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Alanna followed her father to the car. She gave a quick flash of a grin when he held the car door open for her and she slipped in to buckle herself. Her mind wandered a bit to times past. There had been a time that she and Alaric had snuck out and stole the very same car they were currently in.

She was thrown from her memories when she heard her father’s voice again. Though she and her brother ran warmer than their father, they were both still a little more accustomed to cold than their dad and normal humans. She shook her head. “Hm? Oh. No. I’m fine, actually.”

As he started to drive, she caught that final look towards the house and knew that he was still reluctant to leave her dad behind. To keep herself from thinking about the very same thing, her gaze moved out to the road ahead of them as the car took off and they left the house. When he spoke up again she turned to glance at him, eyes narrowing for a second before she broke into a grin and did her best to bite back a laugh.

“A present for dad, hm? And you need my help? Why, father, if I didn’t know you better I’d almost think you were in the market for something sexy and asking your fashionable daughter to help dress you.”

#thieveryliesandemeraldeyes #//I can't I'm laughing so hard hahahaha

Puddle of blood? Alanna? Was she alright? Instantly Loki's heart began to beat faster - or was it beating slower from the panic - and he bent down-no, knelt down beside his daughter and carefully reached out to touch her. She was thankfully still warm, but she wasn't responding making him panic about the whole situation worse. "Alanna, Alanna please, please wake up." He shook her like a child would with a dead parent at their feet. Even though there was no movement he still had hope.

Alanna’s normally bright blue eyes blinked open, dark as she stirred. Through pain she felt movement and a familiar cold touch. She focused a little more to hold on to her consciousness and blinked down to see the one person she needed the most right now.

“Father...” It was more of a pathetic whimper than she had intended for it to be, body giving something of a tremble as she reached for him. Her whole life, he’d always been the one to chase away nightmares and rid her of any pain. Even if she couldn’t recall exactly what had happened, she knew she was wounded and the pain wasn’t imagined, it was quite real. “It hurts.”

#thieveryliesandemeraldeyes #//here I got you these feels #thievery-lies-and-emerald-eyes

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Ice jumped slightly when she heard the other’s voice within her mind. It was not only unsettling to have someone able to prod around in her thoughts, but now she found herself wondering if she had spoken her previous thought at all or if the woman had simply been listening to her mind. Either way, she found it all unsettling.

She glared slightly at her as she spoke in a rather plain tone. “I am a corpse.” she said blankly. “Simple as that. You, however, are not simple. The light pours from your skin like sunlight through cracked walls.” Her voice lowered a little as she again focused on the woman’s skin, causing her to squint a little. She did not entirely care if she was being cryptic or unsettling to the other, in fact a small part of her hoped it made her uncomfortable as Ice’s small form of revenge for the violation of her thoughts.

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Bright, blue eyes continued to stare at the woman and Alanna’s lips remained curled into the mischievous smirk she had inherited from her father. A brow quirked as she observed the other woman and a small huff of air somewhere between a laugh and a scoff flowed from her. “A corpse? Well... You sure are lively for a dead woman, aren’t you?”

She drew closer to the woman, eyes narrowed and smirk still on her lips. The distance closed between them, Alanna’s focus shifted towards changing the mood. Her mind worked to instill a sense of calm in the other as she spoke. “No need to be so uneasy. Do I look like I’m going to hurt you? I could tell you why I look a little different to you than normal humans, but would you believe me?” She hesitated a moment, leaning in closer. “Something tells me you might.”

Still focused on keeping the mood calm, one corner of the demigoddess’ lips turned up and her voice was almost a whisper in the other’s mind. ‘What do you know of mythology?’ She was banking on the fact that this woman wasn’t dumb, besides she seemed like fun and she wasn’t done playing yet.

#blueassassin

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#Father

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Your Muse finds mine on the ground in a puddle of blood and a terrible wound in their side. What does your Muse do?

#//*cough* pssst Loki *coughs*

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REACTION MEME: Bruised and Broken Version

“Woah, when did you get that?”

“Who did this to you?”

“How many time have I told you to be more careful?”

“You’re saying this was an accident?”

“What a shiner!”

“If you look like this, I’d hate to see the other guy.”

“I’m not buying it, you don’t walk into a door and get a bruise like that!”

“Does it hurt when I touch it?”

“Let me kiss it better.”

“If you don’t rest, you won’t heal.”

“Another fight?”

“What happened to your face?”

“I don’t think your arm is meant to bend like that…”

“Let’s get you to bed.”

“Let’s get you to the hospital.”

“Why are you so calm about this?”

“You’re bleeding!”

“What are friends for, ey?”

“So, instead of helping you, they ran off the moment they saw what was happening?”

“You need to look where you’re going.”

“I’m not accusing anyone, I’m just saying it looks suspicious.”

“Do you want to tell me what really happened?”

“Don’t move! You’ll faint!”

“I’ve got some bandages, wait a sec.”

“You’re the clumsiest person I know.”

“I won’t let you be on your own, not when you’re like this.”

“How could you be so careless?”

“I can’t even look at you, you promised not to get into any more fights!”

“H-how many of them were there?”

#Sentence Starters

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Ice stared at the other for a long moment, her gaze both penetrating and confused as she studied the other woman. “What are you?” she asked after a long moment, not entirely certain that she had said it aloud or caring if the young woman could hear her.

Usually, when the assassin focused on a certain being to judge just how guilty they may have been, or perhaps if they were human or not, she could see a subtle glow, like a mist about their heads. Each fog was different, shaped and colored differently for each being it followed. But this woman? When Ice focused her gaze upon her she could see she was not followed by a gentle cloud. Her light was colorless, blinding, and seemed to seep from her skin rather than simply tag along ever so slightly behind.

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Alanna instantly felt the woman’s gaze on her and stiffened on instinct. Her head turned and blue eyes narrowed on her,observing her right back. There was something different about this one, not quite a normal mortal like she’d been accustomed to. It was then that her lips curled up into a mischievous grin that she had inherited from her father.

“I could ask you the same thing.” She finally replied. The next words didn’t leave her lips, but were sent straight to the other woman’s thoughts. ‘I can’t just tell you right away what I am. What fun would that be? You first.’

#blueassassin #//thank you for the starter and my apologies I don't have icons I've made yet for her

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Reblog if your Muse has a dark side.

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His own eyes narrowed at her after everything was sent and he couldn’t help but to groan. 'Not your type? I could have sworn that blonde's were' he sent to her as he looked at the guy still messing with his phone, probably buying time. 'But if I must I will. What should I do then hmm? That much you can tell me.' She wasn’t the only one that could make people be wrapped around their finger, he could do that too, but their father was better at it than they could ever be; well, maybe anyway.

'As far as type, I would not really know' when in fact he could know if he wanted to 'And listen here sissy, it was not like it was my fault entirely. I do not even remember what had caused it, but I cannot be at too much fault each time we talk about it…' Alaric fell silent and turned his attention back to his ice cream where he licked slowly and sucked every once in awhile. Did father ever have conversations like he and Alanna were having with dad? He never wanted to ever find out just in case there were things he never wanted to hear, but he was always curious.

Would he ever find someone that was human? No, he refused to fall for a human, he couldn’t, there were too many complications. Allowing himself time to will the thoughts away before he had sent words again he glanced up and found that the male had up and left. ‘Oh, well, there goes that entertainment. You find someone this time hmm? Be useful’ blue eyes looked back at her and gave a wink while hoping she was still in a playful mood.

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Alanna rolled her eyes at her twin’s assumption. ‘Blondes, Alaric? Really?’ She spared another glance to the mortal male in question, still listening to everything her brother sent her, musing briefly over the fact that they could easily plot out and discuss the murder of every single life in this room and nobody would even know or suspect a thing of them. She dropped the thought quickly before her brother detected it and went back to focusing on her ice cream.

As the blonde headed away from them, she mulled over the proposition from her brother. Licking at the remnants of her ice cream, blue eyes met her brother’s and she flashed him a grin. ‘Oh, don’t worry. I’ll be useful.’ Scanning the room again, she found a dark-haired human that looked rather suspicious. In fact, she could tell he was up to no good.

‘He looks fun. What do you think, brother?’

#alaricsiskin

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Loki blinked a few times. He always thought it was strange to get affection from a child when they grew past a certain age, but he supposed he would in time get used to it. When she had bit her lip and spoke to him he glanced to the hallway then the door before nodding. “Of course, let me just get my coat and keys and we will be on our way.” He had put the brush on the side table before he went over by the door to grab his coat and put it on. When he had opened the door he stepped aside and waved to the new opening for his daughter before smiling ever so lightly and briefly. “Right this way princess.” There was a light chuckle that came from his chest when he said that nickname again. It was funny simply because he hardly called anyone not by their name and it was always Bane who had said princess to her.

Children, he had quite a bit in his life and only three he himself had carried, but it seemed only one had loved him. If they had ever come together in one place what would they think? Would they try to kill one another? Kill him? What of Ragnarok, would Alaric and Alanna join or would they simply try to help the humans anyway they could? A lot of the times he just thought of what ifs and scenarios that could happen one day, but it was pointless and even he knew that so instead of thinking too much about the future he began thinking about the present. “Have I ever told you how much you have grown? Your dad does not want to admit it, but you are a beautiful woman, anyone would be happy to have you.”

He was never one to admit that he was ever jealous or over protective, but recently he had been. Jealous that life was taking his beloved away from him and not taking him with and protective because his children could get hurt or Bane for that matter. Still, he would be happy for them if they found someone to be with and even though he would be hurt for his husband to be gone he had hope that they would find one another again; somehow, someway.

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Even now, after agreeing to go with her, Alanna could tell her father was hesitant to leave the house with her dad in the condition he was. However, she reminded herself this was what they both needed and if her daddy could have a say in this, he would insist they leave. She knew it wholeheartedly, in fact.

Nodding back to her father, she grinned at his comment about how she had grown, a small amount of blush rushing to her cheeks as blue eyes, glanced away and she bit at her lip for a moment. “Yeah, uhm...” her eyes met his again and her smile was more playful than it had been in a long while, completely reminiscent of her father’s. “Funny how that works, huh? Kids have this strange thing of growing up.”

Stepping outside into the cool, fresh air, she stuck her hands in her pockets and waited for her father to follow, lips still formed into a grin. If they were going to leave and spend time together, she knew they had better make the best of it. “Thank you, though. It means a lot.... To hear you say that. I’m not really looking for anyone, though, so you can let daddy know that. Maybe he’ll rest a bit easier.”

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#Father

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“Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say.”

Meme: Shakespeare Edition

“I want to die…”

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She’d known it for a long time, ever since their father had died. Alanna had watched Loki whither and attempt to put on a face that was just as false as any lie he could have ever weaved and he was, of course, the master of lies. But this? This wasn’t a lie. This was the honest truth and even though she’d known he felt this without ever hearing him say it, when the words finally escaped his lips, she felt the tears sting her eyes and bit her bottom lip, giving a nod.

“I know, father. I know, but,” her voice cracked as blue eyes focused on him and she forced herself not to break down and cry. “You can’t. You can’t just leave us. I don’t want you to and... Daddy wouldn’t you to either. You know that. If it makes me selfish to ask you to stay, then I don’t care. We’re being honest and I mean it. I need you. We need you.”

#thieveryliesandemeraldeyes #//bitch I will take your heart crushing feels and raise you MORE

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Loki stood there waiting patiently for his young daughter and looked at all the photos near the fireplace and along the mantle. There was no TV in their home and never have been, even in their old home in Germany. There was only ever a radio and even that was hardly used. When Alanna had come into the living room and he turned to face her, emerald eyes roaming over her small frame. She took after him so much and looking at her now made him realize that. It wasn’t as if he never looked before and tried to deny that his children were growing every time he saw them, he just had those moments where he really looked.

The god walked over to the couch and sat down, leaning over to pat the floor before him. “I would love to.” Gods was he old. Seeing his young daughter made him realize this. How many years did he braid her hair? How many years did he cherish his other children? None he assumed right off the bat and frown when he turned away. He shouldn’t be worried, his children with Bane loved him or at least as far as he knew anyway. When she would sit in front of him he began to brush her long black hair back and did that a few times to make sure no knots were in it when doing that and began to section out her hair.

When Loki was smaller he remembered braiding Thor’s hair just for fun, but when they started to ignore one another as time went by he stopped doing it. He wondered then how he was so good at braiding Alanna’s hair, but figured it was just the mother side of him that knew or maybe it was the countless times he peaked in on girls doing their hair in the public baths when he was playing tricks on them. Either way he knew now and his daughter never seemed to mind what braid whether extravagant or not.

About half an hour later it was done and she looked positively cuter with her hair done like that. What had he even turned into? A father said he in his head. Standing up when she would move away he stretched and rolled his head from side to side practically proud of himself for the job well done. “This one suits you quite well I would like to think.”

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Alanna gave her father a smile the instant he had turned to sit on the couch and patted the floor in front of him as he leaned down. She moved and sat between his knees on the floor, curling her own legs up against herself. It was strange. She could remember years of this and never letting anyone touch her hair the way she would let him. She knew never to let her daddy even begin to touch it because it was nearly hopeless and always a source of much amusement to her father when he did. The memories alone made her smile as she found comfort in this gesture.

She sat still, feeling the way he carefully and expertly brushed through her long black hair and began to work his fingers through it to braid it. It never mattered to her what he did, but somehow he knew just how to make it turn out perfect. This time, she was sure, would be no different.

Alanna sat for her father for around a half an hour of him working his fingers through her thick hair to do what he needed to do. When it was done, she uncurled his knees away from her and stood on booted feet, catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Of course, she loved it.

Going on her tiptoes, even in combat boots, she moved close to her father and pressed a kiss to his cheek before dropping back down and giving him a genuine smile. "I love it. Thank you." She paused for only a moment longer before she bit her lip and tilted her head towards the door. "Were you ready to go still?"

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