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im gonna miss you margot :(
Lips purse, crestfallen as she rests her hand on Tora's shoulder. ❛❛ Don't worry, Tora. I'll be in Heaven now, with Tom King! You carry the flame, Tora. It's up to you to fight for the gospel. Honour his name! Spread the gospel to Maxwell Lord, Tora. That's the real good ending. ❜❜
"Oh— I'm sorry, I misunderstood... and yes, witnesses, for it was important for the kingdom to be certain that a potential heir to the throne was truly of royal blood, and not an impostor." I trailed off, my cheeks feeling hot, when I realized I was going on another unrelated tangent. "But! But, my, um, resurrection. I remember very little of it, I admit. I know I had awaken in Russia. A friend of mine from my days in the Justice League was there, the Huntress. The rest is... fuzzy, like a dream I can't quite remember."
( If you choose the cheesy one again, I'm leaving. ) ― @vivrez
"But Margot, those are the best ones...!" I whined, setting down whatever corny holiday film I was holding in my hands. I would have to convince Guy to watch that one with me. Even if he resisted, he would soon relent; he was more easily persuaded then he wanted to believe, after all. "What about Gremlins? Have you seen it? I just love Gizmo― that's the main gremlin. He's just so cute! But I love all the little gremlins. They remind me of the neighboring trolls I used to play with as a child."
would you all still love me if i switched to 1st person writing
i do it no matter waht you think .
In my homeland, we did not celebrate Christmas; in fact, I knew nothing of even the concept of Christianity, and its' holidays, until after I left the icy walls of my father's palace. But despite that, I had become very fond of this time of year... It was the only time where I felt the whole world had adopted the principles of generosity and kindness that I have always so strongly valued. It was due to these very principles that I volunteered to assist with the library's event; my love for film was, of course, another reason. If Barbara hadn't already an ample selection of movies, I most certainly would've suggested quite a few myself! I can only imagine the joy that shone in my eyes when the Muppets Christmas Carol came up; the original Muppet film was quite beloved to me, and in the JLI's glory days, we delighted in watching reruns of the Muppet Show. Ted's impression of Fozzie is something I can still hear as clearly as I did then. "Oh, I agree on the Muppets! I just adore them so. They have such charm, after all." I was glad to hear she was happy with the decoration, too; I've been doing my best to make it look just perfect. "And it's nothing, really. The smiling faces of happy children will be all the gratitude I need."
tora doesnt celebrate christmas (the ice people probably celebrate their own version of yule) but i think she likes it from a cultural and aesthetic standpoint. she's fond of holiday cheer and the entire concept of santa claus especially
Talking about bea and sigrid w/ anya and that remains one of the most situations to ever situation i can't imagine being friends with tora and she dies. and then seeing her bestie is dragging another norwegian chick* with white hair and ice powers around and making them Tora 2
SHE LOOKS SO GOOD THE FUCK
what made u guys pick ur url's !
WINTER ACTIVITIES - ROLEPLAY STARTERS (ice-cold laughter · warm breath in the air · disasters disguised as fun)
ICE SKATING CHAOS & CLOSENESS
“Don’t laugh— I’m trying my best not to fall on my face.”
“If I slip, you’re falling with me. That’s fair warning.”
“Your hands… hold them steady. I’m trusting you with my life here.”
“I didn’t expect you to be this good on the ice.”
“Stop skating circles around me, you’re showing off.”
BUILDING SNOWMEN & CRUMBLING PATIENCE
“No, no— that’s not how you build the base. Here, let me.”
“Hey! You can’t steal the carrot nose, that’s cheating.”
“I swear this snowman looks like it’s judging us.”
“Stop collapsing it on purpose, I can see you laughing.”
“You’ve got snow on your eyelashes… don’t move.”
SNOWBALL FIGHTS & PLAYFUL WARFARE
“If you throw that, I promise you won’t win this battle.”
“You missed— horribly. Are you even trying?”
“Oh, now you’ve done it. That one actually hurt.”
“Stop gloating and help me up, you menace.”
“You know, tackling me into the snow is basically cheating.”
HOT CHOCOLATE & WARM MOMENTS
“Careful, it’s hot. Don’t burn your tongue like last time.”
“You have whipped cream on your nose… don’t move.”
“Why does hot chocolate taste better when you’re here?”
“Come sit by the window with me. The snow looks pretty from here.”
“Don’t hog the blanket— scoot closer.”
HOLIDAY MARKETS & WINTER CROWDS
“Hold my hand— I don’t want to lose you in this chaos.”
“Look at these lights… feels like another world.”
“Here— try this. I bought two in case you hated it.”
“You’re freezing, aren’t you? Take my coat.”
“Don’t pretend you didn’t stop to look at that. I saw your face.”
SLEDDING DISASTERS
“If we crash, you better promise not to blame me.”
“Sit closer, or we’re both falling off the sled.”
“Okay, that was definitely faster than it looked.”
“I can’t believe we wiped out that hard— are you okay?”
“You’re laughing way too much for someone who face-planted.”
MAKING A FIRE & GETTING WAY TOO CLOSE
“Can you pass me the matches? I think I’m losing feeling in my fingers.”
“Sit closer— the fire won’t reach you from there.”
“You’re shaking. Here… hands.”
“Snow outside, fire inside… feels like a movie, doesn’t it?”
“Your cheeks are red. The fire or me?”
GINGERBREAD & HOLIDAY BAKING
“You can’t just eat the decorations— those were for the roof!”
“Stop stealing the dough, it’s raw!”
“I swear you’re making a mess on purpose.”
“Hold this— no, not like that! Oh no…”
“You’ve got flour in your hair. Come here.”
HOLIDAY MOVIE NIGHT
“If you choose the cheesy one again, I’m leaving.”
“No— don’t fast-forward. That part’s the best.”
“You can lean on me if you’re tired.”
“You fell asleep… and now I can’t feel my arm.”
“We’ve watched this so many times, and you still gasp.”
GETTING SNOWED IN TOGETHER
“Well… we’re definitely not getting out until morning.”
“Stop pacing. Come sit with me before you wear a hole in the floor.”
“You’re cold— here. Blanket.”
“I guess we should talk… unless you want awkward silence.”
“It’s weird— being stuck with you doesn’t feel bad.”
NEW YEAR’S EVE TENSION
“You know the countdown doesn’t require staring at me like that.”
“If you want someone to kiss at midnight, say it.”
“Hey— stay next to me when the fireworks start.”
“The crowds are loud… stick close.”
“Don’t pretend you’re not hoping I’ll ask.”
WINTER HIKES THROUGH THE QUIET
“Careful, it gets icy around this bend.”
“Listen… everything’s so still out here.”
“You okay? You slipped— I’ve got you.”
“Your breath is making little clouds. It’s kind of cute.”
“I didn’t expect the cold to feel this peaceful.”
"You— You haven't..." The words are halted by disbelief, and her legs feel shaky; she has to press a hand against the nearest object to steady herself, thinking, she hasn't heard? It had been (as Tora had been told) well over a year since that horrible, wretched event had happened. All that time, and Margot had nary a clue? How could that be so? Have the years truly torn her friends apart so utterly? She finally finds her voice again, and continues on, as the tears of anguish she was trying to repress only moments before begin to stream down her face. "He's dead, Margot. Didn't... Didn't they tell you...?"
NO LONGER WILL I BETRAY MY WORLD AND FRIENDS! FROM THIS MOMENT ON, WE STAND AS ONE, WITH ONE GOAL. WHEN AN EVIL LIKE YOUR'S THREATENS THE LIVES OF PEOPLE EVERYWHERE, THERE COMES A TIME FOR ACTION. THERE COMES A TIME... FOR JUSTICE!
Death, Tora knows, is not an easy thing to deal with; for both the deceased themself, and the people they leave behind. But Margot's cold reception is a shock, and her curt words leave Tora stunned to silence. They were friends ― or had been; but it seems that death can break more then just a heart, and that time has done little to heal the wounds of her dear and beloved friend. Though perhaps that wasn't the case, and it was Tora's coming here that reopened them. But these unhappy thoughts are repressed; useless to her now, when there are these bridges to mend. She reaches out a hand toward Margot's own, before finally speaking— "Marguerite—" Tora starts, tears prickling at the edge of her vision as she searches for the words. "I don't— I'm not trying to drudge up the past," The old times were gone, after all; she'd told Beatriz as much, and she meant it. "What I'm trying to do... need to do... is move forward, with all the friends that I— that we can. We all do, especially with what happened to poor Ted..."
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“from the beginning...? if you insist, but it is of a long story, mr. quill.” she wrung her hands, perhaps nervously, perhaps in confusion at the relevancy of her whole story. “I was born on the winter solstice, on what papa would later tell me was a joyous day. as princess of my people, and my father's firstborn, my birth was witnessed by nearly all of my family's attendants—”
There was a certain subset of supervillains that were oft considered ineffectual, bumbling idiots; and in the occasional Gotham underworld centric gossip Tora heard, the Ratcatcher was very much considered one of them. Maybe not the worst of the bunch — Killer Moth seemed to be the favored target — but her opponent (if she could even be called that) definitely seemed to be higher up on the list of supervillain shaped punching bags. She crouches down next to her fallen foe, sympathetic. “I'm terribly sorry, but I really can't do that. I mean, you could get lucky and get away, you know? Batman would have my head.”
“I still think we should've ― could've ― done more.” She laments, looking out the window of the League's shuttle with a frown. “So much needless destruction...! You'll probably think I'm just sensitive, Batman, but... oh, it pains my heart so.”
