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@norse-nowhere-man
A lot changes in a century...
*grasps her hands and kisses her cheeks, then her forehead, then her lips* Trust me, so do I.
I want to introduce you to Neptha.
Your son?
Well…I have someone to introduce to you, too…a friend I met here. *pulls a small white cat from a large pocket in her satchel* This is Lottie.
*nods, smiling as he speaks with a breathy tone* Yeah. My son.
*his eyes widen and he grins, reaching out to pet the cat* It's lovely. Guess where Carnagar is?
A lot changes in a century...
Keb… I’ll do my best to keep you from having those memories again, but it might be harder this time. *pulls her into an embrace and holds her tightly, protectively* Thank the gods we’ve found each other… Now, there’s someone I want you to meet.
Okay, though honestly I just want to be here for a century or two, looking at you—touching you. Who do you want to introduce me to?
*grasps her hands and kisses her cheeks, then her forehead, then her lips* Trust me, so do I.
I want to introduce you to Neptha.
Let's go find some dragons...
Back where I'm from, there's dragons everywhere. *nods eagerly*
A lot changes in a century...
Of course I’m real, more so than I’ve been for a good long while.
I’ve missed you so, so much, Keb… I’ve been looking everywhere! Where have you been?
Looking—looking for a way to get to you. The curse—the curse brought me back to Anura, and…the castle’s a tomb now. My parents’ tomb. I couldn’t stay there.
Keb... I'll do my best to keep you from having those memories again, but it might be harder this time. *pulls her into an embrace and holds her tightly, protectively* Thank the gods we've found each other... Now, there's someone I want you to meet.
Bali and Nep (with Nanha in the background)
Well, it's good to see that everyone's back.
You all were missed. Some more than others, but nonetheless...
Sorry... I'm bad with words.
A lot changes in a century...
*looks back up at her when he hears her say his name, a confused look on his face* How do you—?
*gasps, speaking rather breathlessly* Keb. Oh good Gods of Asgard… Keb. *shakes his head in disbelief, though he’s smiling wide*
I…I knew you’d come eventually…but…I’d almost…almost lost hope…are—are you real?
Of course I'm real, more so than I've been for a good long while.
I've missed you so, so much, Keb... I've been looking everywhere! Where have you been?
A lot changes in a century...
Neither have I…
They told me there was a village here somewh—
—Bali? Is—is it really you?
*looks back up at her when he hears her say his name, a confused look on his face* How do you--?
*gasps, speaking rather breathlessly* Keb. Oh good Gods of Asgard... Keb. *shakes his head in disbelief, though he's smiling wide*
Will you miss your estate in Storybrooke?
Yes... I will. Very, very much. It's become my home, my pride. I've put my back into it and all of my spare time has gone into making it the way it is.
((JAC, MY FRIEND MENTIONED YOUR MICK JAGGER SEDUCING HIS THERAPIST POST WHILE WE WERE TALKING ON THE PHONE, AND THEY USE IT ON A LARRY STYLINSON SMUT PAGE. JAC. btw this is Johanna Louise))
TMI Tuesday!
A lot changes in a century...
I really have no idea where I am…
Neither have I...
George Harrison (with Joan Baez in the background) in L.A. during a break from the 1966 tour
Do you think Keb's parents would have approved of your making their daughter a goddess?
No. Definitely not.
"Oh he is. Wouldn’t like to hear me say that now though," he replied, pulling her closer to him, his lips resting on her forehead. He watched as the cat poked its head into the door and pushed his way through, hopping up onto the couch and nuzzling Keb’s arm. "He heard us talking about Nep," he guessed, "does that every time I say his name. They were best friends. And I have a feeling he’ll like you just as much as Carnagar does."
Loki was definitely in a lot of pain. Bali could feel it through the markings on his back, they hurt every time Loki shed tears. “I think we should go over later… check on him, console him… I think you being there would help a lot, since you’re a lot like Sigyn. He’s quite fond of you, y’know. Trying to teach himself Japanese so he can say thank you.”
And then, without even thinking about it, it struck him; he’d made Keb immortal. She already had magic in her blood. And they were to be married. That makes her… he thought, gasping lightly, that makes her a goddess. The way Bali looked into her eyes should have been enough to let her know he had realized this, because he didn’t want to have to spoil the thought with words.
Keb instinctively reached out and stroked the big cat between his ears and then under his chin, as Carnagar dictated, though she otherwise stayed snuggled close to Bali’s warm body. “Mark Twain once said a house wasn’t a home without a cat, so I suppose we’re covered on that front,” she jested.
But she shared Bali’s concern over Loki, and nodded more seriously at the suggestion. “If he loves her as much as you love me, she’s a lucky woman indeed,” Keb remarked. She wondered if she was like Sigyn, in what ways beyond loving one of Odin’s sons…and then Bali was looking at her with new revelation in his eyes. She did understand—she was like Sigyn because now she, too, would be a goddess. The thought seemed to please Bali immensely, but Keb felt a ball of fear rise up inside her.
She shook her head slightly, and then buried it in his chest. “Isn’t it enough for me to be your wife, your princess?” she asked in a whisper. “I…I don’t even know what I’d be a goddess of. Red ink on essays? Destruction and floods?” It seemed like an enormous responsibility, more perhaps even than being a stepmother.
"Of course that's enough for me, of course it is..." Bali reassured her, his fingers running through her curls as she buried her face in his chest. "But I'm not the one who decides it... none of us are, it's simply a matter of logic and proportion," he added. It made his heart ache in both good ways and bad hearing her speak like this, however. Yes... there was the question of what her title would end up being. But that would come in due time. He'd gotten "Love and Light" when he was thirteen years old, and Loki had only been labeled as the Mischievous God when he was ten. Thor, thunder, at age fourteen, Freyn, music, age twelve, and Sif, goddess of the battlefront, at age thirteen.
"Reason..." Bali murmured, almost inaudibly, "and the keyholder... my love, you can literally unlock the depths of the Aesir worlds. Here," he placed their hands on his chest, right above his heart, "I was as stubborn as a mule before we met again, and it was you that brought me out of it. You use reason. That's what you are. Reason, eminence, and the keyholder."
What's your greatest fear, aside from losing people you love?
All of Bob Dylan's music being erased from the world. *laughs*
Ahh, there’s me and little Nep, so I think this would be around ‘75?
Oho, big sister Freyn. She had the most beautiful singing voice. She gave up a lot of her magic to save Neptha’s life, once. I still owe her my life. But she won’t take any favours!
*laughs* I remember this one. That’s Thor when he was younger. His first time wearing Midgardian clothes. As you can see, he wasn’t to happy.
He is a very bright boy. Spent a lot of his time reading and writing and even more time with music and art, since he was so sickly as a child. *grasps her hand, linking his fingers with hers* You'll get to meet him soon. I promise.
