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“i’m sad to admit that yes… this is all that is left.” she knelt down , fingers combing through ash to find a half destroyed hair pin. a present given to her by odin. her hands trembled before she dropped it back into the ashes- to be buried and be consumed by her resentment. “it will take so long for the people to rebuild…” she was mainly speaking such things to herself.
“The people that live here? Gone too,” It was less of a question now as she watched the other. It didn’t take powers or magic to feel the pain radiating from them. “It will, but there are those willing to help... Can I help you?”
"i'm afraid -- they are gone." her voice was saddened before a softened sigh was given. she'd have to come back later to this spot and wish them on their way. but for now -- she knew people needed her. "are there any injured or dying?" she asked curiously.
“ i like having you around. and not because of what you can do for me or give to me— i like you. i value you as a person. ” váli to freya
"like me?" why? why would anyone value the fallen queen? the peace giver that couldn't even bring peace? her felt her body stiffen from his words and a shake of her head was given , blonde curls falling from her shoulder. "vali... it's best to forget me." it's what she had planned in her isolation for those to forget her. "i couldn't bring peace with a simple gesture." her hands shook. "i am the cause of so much pain."
@inkerlock
“ is this my fault? ” for freya from fjandi
"no dear one , no." she tried to soothe the other , her hand coming to rest on the small of her lower back before another came to push strands off her shoulder. "this is not your fault.... it is the fault of those with hate in their hearts..." she gave a soft smile. "and i believe you harbor no hate in yours... just a light so deep down... waiting to be unleashed to everyone." her hands came up to braid a small portion of her hair. "shall we show the world this light , dear one?"
@sircnum
❛ what’s a life threatening quest without a bit of music? ❜ for Freya
was that a smile across her features at the 'music' that left him? solemn features seemed to light up and glow before a hand was placed in front of her mouth ; trying to hide it. "oh? is this what this is? a life threatening quest? what kind of life threatening? i thought we were simply going for a walk. didn't know this was a quest , i would have dressed for the occasion." it was a small jest but she seemed to light up with a soft-- happiness that had seemed to leave her for so long.
"are there dangerous beasts awaiting us , dear tyr?" she hummed , her hands placed behind her back as a small bounce came from her. she hadn't had this much fun in so long.
❛ fear cuts deeper than swords. ❜ freya & leila
"fear is the reason why wars are raged." it was a simple reason , one she had seen way to many times. the reason why her name was called upon during the heat of battle. a softened sigh came from the goddess as she sat in the chair across from her , legs crossing underneath her dress. "whether that be fear of another , fear of love , fear of religion." she chuckled softly. "sometimes people call war in the name of love... when it's in fact- jealously and the fear of losing."
@vengncfm
“ i know you can’t talk about it, but i’m going to stay with you regardless. ” freya & vidar
freya thought herself a strong person. but it was times like this when memories of the past seemed to shake her. people didn't understand , not really. how her marriage was just shackles- just a way to create peace that didn't last. people thought she didn't love odin , even with the lovers she had but they-- they were wrong. she loved him but that love seemed to fade and she felt more trapped than before.
her thoughts were shaken at his words , looking over to gaze onto his face. why would he stay? she was no longer his queen , he had no obligation to her. "why?" she simply asked. "you have no obligation to me , dear vidar... i am fine.." a lie.
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Ashes, smoke, burnt wood and personal belongings. Fire does not care about anything but it's path, it only seeks to destroy what it's in front of it. Vidar was there yesterday during the flames, did all he could to help but also didn't when he thought it was too late. Sleep didn't come quick, he wondered if anybody slept after the events that cause such destruction.
On his way, he saw a familiar face. Former queen of Asgard, one that has lost a child, a child he could not avenge. Vidar's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the raven flying away and his head snapped towards it. He hoped it was only the animal and not the person behind such symbol.
She didn't wish to be disturbed and he didn't want to disturb her, his plan was simply to walk away from the former queen but it was no too late as she noticed him. "Understood."
she should have felt his presence when he approached. she had known him for a time. "vidar." her voice was soft as she turned to look at him. how long had it been since she had seen him and his brother? or the others in fact. every since her removal as queen , the shackles around her freed... it had felt like ages in her isolation.
"it has been many moons." she placed her hands in front of her as she settled into a comfort of a familiar face. "what has come of the people? what has caused this?" why was her home destroyed? why was that lovely couple taken from her? "are there survivors?"
Kai looked pleased when Freyja smiled at the plant. He could tell that she was a genuine beauty from just looking at the way she caressed the plant so gently. How it seemed to come alive with the light of her smile.
He stepped up beside her and offered an elbow for her to take when she agreed to come.
"There are plenty. My captain is still searching for survivors in the rubble. I imagine there are more to be found," he mused aloud as he began to lead her through the wreckage of the city. Smoke still billowed in thick towers from demolished buildings and the weary cries of townsfolk looking for friends and family could be heard in the distance.
Kai glanced sideways at Freyja. "Did you have any loved ones or family here?"
she held the plant gently as she walked , making sure no harm came to it. yet she her hand wrapped around the given arm , walking closer to the elf. "good. hopefully the survivors will outweigh the dead." she murmured ; wishful thinking. but perhaps that wish could be strong.
she paused in silence at his question , her jaw tightening. she didn't know if her sons were here ; she hadn't seen them in so so long. her heart ached to see them. to hold their faces in her hands ; smooth out their hair before braiding small braids into it like she did when they were children. "no." it was a simply word that held so much weight. it was one of hurt and bitterness. "you?" she asked in return .
the moments passed and her heart stopped when she came across a child hurt. "kai." she beckoned him to help as she let go of his arm and rushed to the child. swooping the child into her arms. "hurry now." she urged him to lead her faster to their location.
Nam Seon-ho + pretty & sweaty
[ID: 6 big gifs of woo do-hwan as nam seon-ho in episode 6 of "my country: the new age", sweaty and out of breath after running. he's wearing a steel-grey, almost dark blue hanbok with his hair down, his form illuminated by lanterns at night. aside from the wide shot in the first gif, the others focus more on his face which morphs between various degrees of guilt, shock and pain. the colors have been edited to be more yellow and blue. /end ID]
Emilia Clarke not knowing how to make a heart with her fingers featuring Ben Barnes and the cast of Heartstopper
Kai met her icy response with a warm one of his own, knowing well enough that not everyone could trundle through wreckage and come out chipper. "It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Miss Freyja. I apologize for your house."
He glanced down the the rubble, pacing around the charred remains of household objects and furniture that managed to survive the blaze. Admittedly, it felt a little voyeuristic to peer into someone else's life out of their own control but he couldn't help his curiosity.
Kai stopped when he came upon what looked like a planter and knelt to brush off some of the debris before fishing out the plant. It was crushed and a little wilted, but with a gentle dusting of his sleeve, Kai was pleased enough to present it to her as new.
"Well, then would you like to come back with me and help the others? Someone should be coming back with provisions soon if you're hungry."
taking the plant , it brought a soft smile across her fair features. it seemed to make her glow , her hands caressing the planter gently and the plants seemed to dance to her touch. she felt-- calm. was it the plant in her hands or was it the presence of the elf before her? she always did feel akin to them-- mainly because of her brother's association with them. but did they truly know about her ; the other twin? hm. she wondered. but she wouldn't set into questioning. to keep her true existence quiet was her goal.
"i'd like that. i would like to see how many have been truly wounded." and perhaps-- those dying can be brought to calm with her guidance. even if their souls shall not reach valhalla , she can bring them comfort. "do you know how many have been injured?" she asked softly as she turned her back on the ashes she once called home.
"I apologise mi'lady. I did not mean to disturb you." Helena had kept her distance from the fires until now. Ashes were easier to deal with rather than the heat of the flames but she had known this couple that lived there and her heart ached to know that this was all that was left of their home now.
"Is this all that is left?"
"i'm sad to admit that yes... this is all that is left." she knelt down , fingers combing through ash to find a half destroyed hair pin. a present given to her by odin. her hands trembled before she dropped it back into the ashes- to be buried and be consumed by her resentment. "it will take so long for the people to rebuild..." she was mainly speaking such things to herself.
"Forgive me, but I cannot help that I have an eye for beauty."
Kai smiled pleasantly as if he hadn't just emerged from the town's wreckage covered in ash and soot. He'd read something in a book once about how a gentleman should always be composed, regardless of the situation and he committed it to heart. It was not as if he'd lost anything to the fire. Nothing important anyway.
He approached carefully, allowing her enough personal space to grieve the rubble she was standing over.
"Awfully melancholy of you to be hovering over debris like that. Certainly no place for a lady such as yourself," he said.
"Kai of Novigrad. What seems to trouble you so, miss? A few members of my captain's crew has set up triage by the docks if you're in need of medical assistance."
normally ; she'd beam with pride when someone acknowledged her beauty. yes. she knew she was beautiful. its how she got things she wanted- usually. but the solemn air was enough to keep her spirits down. she couldn't help but admit that the company did help somewhat. a soften sigh left blushed lips before she came to look upon the man that approached her. rather cute.
a huff left her at his words. "Freyja." that's all that she gave him before hands left her arms , placing at the sides of her soot covered dress. "i am in no need of medical assistance." as a matter of fact , she could probably help in healing others with the plants she had collected. she knew the perfect one to soothe burns. "actually , i stand in the rubbles of my home..." she sighed. "only some of my healing plants were unscathed." perhaps by her magic but she wouldn't admit that. "actually- they help soothe burns."
When: The Fires Open!
Any thief with scruples would not admit out loud how handy chaos and carnage was to stealing things. Umaia was neither a thief nor did she have scruples, and so she would be happy to crow that particular observation from the rooftops. If only the rooftops weren’t aflame at that given moment.
She wandered down the guard’s tower on stomping feet. Shuffling the pilfered papers in her hands, flipping one over to see the date before tucking it in the back go her pile, Umaia stepped out onto the street. And directly into another person. Umaia stumbled back a step and looked up, making no effort to disguise the documents. “Good evening. Are you a would-be thieving cur? You must be honest with me if you are.”
"hey! bring that back!" his voice rang out as he tried to catch up with the thief that had stolen the meat he was bringing back. he had been out for days for the hunt , having just returned during the flames. what in odin's name was going on? it didn't seem that his small hovel was aflame , thank the gods. but many were not as lucky. he felt his breath starting to leave him already. man-- he really needed to run more.
losing sight of the thief , his sight was soon replaced by the young woman in front of him-- making no attempt to disguise the documents. "actually-- i was attempting to catch a thieving cur that stole from me..." a pause was given before a tilt of his head. "are you a thieving cur? are those documents yours?"