@applegiirl | modern!verse. | the gods of the north.
“ I smell sour ? “ dionysus repeated after the sweet deity. his hands in his pockets. one shoulder resting against the nearest wall. slightly above average clothes were being worn to show his attempt at presentably. he was mainly there for business purposes. told by zues that he needed to learn better discipline. and if he wasn’t willing to learn through his father than perhaps another pantheon could teach him. temporarily banished from olympia. a worse hangover than the regular ones , “ that ‘ s a first. “
he responded to her formal greeting with a smile, “ you don ‘ t need any formalities with me goddess. i ‘ ve pretty much been kicked out of house and home. like it ‘ s a crime to sit around and enjoy life. “ ( even if it was by being a couch potato. )
his hands retreated from his pockets and he reached out his digits to give a welcoming shake , if she accepted it , “ i ‘ m dionysus. greek god of wine , ecstasy , y ‘ know. all the fun things. “ he winked a little bit here. already feeling like abandoning his original mission to come to her pantheon. but sadly she already reminded him WHY he had to be here. he sighed and whined , “ my parent thinks it ‘ s a good idea to talk to the all - father. he thinks i ‘ ve abandoned all forms of self discipline and thinks your king can teach me a thing or two. “
Kicked out of house and home? By the Olympians, a pantheon notorious for lounging about and siring halflings? ...Now sent to Asgard for discipline.
Það er skammgóður vermir að pissa í skó sinn. Pissing in your shoes only keeps you warm for a little while, Mimir had lectured once. Maybe sending Dionysus to him was Zeus’ quick, temporary way to deal with a problem, but Idunn couldn’t see how this informal god of ecstasy was going to fit in, uninvited and unannounced, with the strict Norse.
“The god of wine-- that is why you smell sour. I have heard wine is sour.” Her face went sour too, when he winked at her as she cautiously shook his hand. All the fun things. Dionysus’ easy-going attitude would not work in this pantheon known for being a bit uptight. Sure, they enjoyed things and found pleasure in leisure activities, but pursuit of wisdom, knowledge, and success in battle was far more important. (Athena would fit in.)
“Odínn once hung from the tree Yggdrasil for nine days and nights. Loki has survived his lips being naalbinded together. My husband Bragi had runes carved into his tongue. Even I sat in the dirty cellar of Thjazi for a hundred years. I do not know if... if our self-discipline is what Zeus thinks it is. It is a brutal sort. I recommend you go back home. You do not wish to be here, heed my words.
...I am Idunn,” The white-haired girl remembered to introduced herself, “Scandinavian goddess of youth and fruit. I grow the apples of life.”
