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âHere,â Vision said, offering her a napkin, âAnd you are projecting. I am telepathic. And your mood is not helping keep your thoughts to yourself.â
She almost made a comment about it being rude to read other peopleâs minds but she bit her tongue, he probably couldnât help it.
Taking the napkin from him she wiped the ink off her cheek with a sigh, âSorry about that, Iâll try to calm down. You really donât want to see everything thatâs going on up here.â
âI can almost guarantee that Iâve seen worse,â Vision sighed, âMind stone and all that. Worse time was when I was being used by Loki.â
Her gaze flicked up and down at that, she made a thoughtful noise and took careful effort to keep her mind blank, âYouâd be surprised, and regardless, you donât seem like the type to enjoy a horror movie, no matter how many of them youâve seen before.â
âMy nose is not that large,â he said, feigning more offense than he actually felt, he smiled a little, âI would be careful what comments you make on my anatomy, darling, lest you inherit it.â
Though the likelihood of that was small, Hela already had her motherâs features, she wouldnât be cursed with Lokiâs nose after all.
âDo not encourage her, Wraith.â
âOh no, I donât want your nose, father!â she feigned disgust, but then her giggles burst through, âDonât worry, father, you donât look like that at all! âŠCan I have a copy? I can keep this in Helheim!â she laughed and held the book tightly, before giving it back to Wraith with a sad smile, âEhehe, unless you have any more accurate pictures I can take with me?â
It would be nice to have a picture of her father; the only drawings in her realm was scribbles done by her friends there, who always drew words like âhelpâ. They were so silly, why would they need help?
Wraith accepted the book back and smiled down at Hela, âI have a couple, thereâs also a sketch I did of him while he was taking a nap once but we donât talk about that.â she heard the sadness in the childâs tone and laid a hand gently on her shoulder.
âHey, you know you can come back here, anytime you want, I donât mind.â she offered, far be it from her to keep a little girl from her father.
When you see both you and your rp partner are struggling with drafts:
((The really bad part about this is that I made it instead of working on drafts.))
âI am,â Vision smiled, âAnd I can.â He looked over her papers with a hum, âA puzzle can only be completed with all itâs part, however. Donât worry Miss, my brother would end me if I messed with time and what is to come.â
Wraith had been tapping a pen against her cheek when Vision spoke, in a moment of shock she snapped the pen easily as it were a pencil, ink splattering on the side of her face. She was pretty sure she hadnât said that aloud, well. âOkay then.â
She went into her bag and pulled out a thick stack of papers, âNow donât make me hunt you down,â she set them down on the table, that was everything she was able to get a hold of after today. Snatching a single paper from the stack she crumpled it and stuffed in her pocket, âNot important.â
âHere,â Vision said, offering her a napkin, âAnd you are projecting. I am telepathic. And your mood is not helping keep your thoughts to yourself.â
She almost made a comment about it being rude to read other peopleâs minds but she bit her tongue, he probably couldnât help it.
Taking the napkin from him she wiped the ink off her cheek with a sigh, âSorry about that, Iâll try to calm down. You really donât want to see everything thatâs going on up here.â
I need more blogs to follow, soooo, if youâre a roleplay blog, like or reblog this,Â
it doesnât matter if youâre an oc or canon character, and it doesnât matter what fandom youâre in - Iâll check your blog out!Â
Wraithâs face is just like, are you fucking kidding me? notesofwraithjones
Sheâs just over here like âI have ptsd, ocd, one arm, I sleep in a goddamn bathtub because beds freak me out, I keep having nightmares about killing people. I LET THE FUCKING GOD OF MISCHIEF LIVE IN MY HOUSE, AND HIS  EX-WIFE. JESUS CHRIST LOKI WHAT THE FUCK DID I SAY TO MAKE YOU THINK I KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT WHAT PEOPLE ARE SUPPOSED TO ACT LIKE.â
Signyâs just like, By me, what does it matter if youâre both a little crazy? because clearly iâm sane. And i can be sane for all of us.
âYou kind of want to end the world though.â Honestly Wraithâs life has mostly taken place in a world that seemed to have ended before she was born, so sheâs not overly attached. but still Sigyn, not cool.
But you havenât tried to stab her yet so thatâs a plus.
Wraithâs face is just like, are you fucking kidding me? notesofwraithjones
Sheâs just over here like âI have ptsd, ocd, one arm, I sleep in a goddamn bathtub because beds freak me out, I keep having nightmares about killing people. I LET THE FUCKING GOD OF MISCHIEF LIVE IN MY HOUSE, AND HIS  EX-WIFE. JESUS CHRIST LOKI WHAT THE FUCK DID I SAY TO MAKE YOU THINK I KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT WHAT PEOPLE ARE SUPPOSED TO ACT LIKE.â
The midgardian's voice had been full of laughter, but when she saw the other that stopped, a half-full pot of coffee dropping from her hands to smash against the ground below her, "Sigyn..." she crouched down, "Oh my god, what happened?" at first her voice was solely concern, but anger began to creep in like a red flush up her neck, "Who the hell did this?" had she known her longer, Sigyn might have known that voice by now. That voice said that the person would who hurt her wouldn't get of easy.
Your muse finds my muse bruised, bloodied, and shaking while crying. Send me your muses reaction.
She were curled up into a ball, her arms wrapped tightly around herself as she cried, it wasnât loud, she had no energy for making sound, but the tears steamed down her face in a steady stream. when she were asked who were responsible she simply shook her head. âI am.â she told Wraith. not looking up to face the mortal, she had not expected anyone to see her in this state.Â
Wraithâs eyes widened at the confession, she did this to herself? Sigyn did not seem the type capable of causing this kind of damage to anyone, least of all herself. But there she was, covered in blood and bruises. Wraith fought the urge to ask why, she figured it was personal. Her and Lokiâs pasts were intertwined, and if they had anything in common, Wraith knew there were haunting things in her life she would not wish to speak of.
Especially not if they were bad enough to drive her to this.
âOkay, okay, itâs alright.â She fell to her knees, offering the goddess a hand.
âLetâs get you cleaned up, okay? Youâre going to be fine.â
The Vision awakens.
I dare you to kiss Wraith.
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âDarling?â
â-Did you need something?â
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âAm I mad?â
âYou do realize youâre asking a woman who strapped to pieces of metal to her back and used them to fly?â
âI am,â Vision smiled, âAnd I can.â He looked over her papers with a hum, âA puzzle can only be completed with all itâs part, however. Donât worry Miss, my brother would end me if I messed with time and what is to come.â
Wraith had been tapping a pen against her cheek when Vision spoke, in a moment of shock she snapped the pen easily as it were a pencil, ink splattering on the side of her face. She was pretty sure she hadnât said that aloud, well. âOkay then.â
She went into her bag and pulled out a thick stack of papers, âNow donât make me hunt you down,â she set them down on the table, that was everything she was able to get a hold of after today. Snatching a single paper from the stack she crumpled it and stuffed in her pocket, âNot important.â
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Send âââ for my muse to confess something to yours.Â
âYouâre an amazing woman Wraith, i expected you to beanother Midgardian to blend in the crowned, when Lokitold me he had a Mortal companion. but you have mangedto impress me. and i hope you know, that you stand outfrom the crowd in all the right ways.â Sigyn paused. âIfit wasnât for Loki,  iâd might hit on you.âÂ
Sigyn watched her reaction carefully. wanting to see if she had stepped over the girlâs lines. âWhy would you argue that?â she asked, more out of curiosity than anything.Â
âNo, Loki and i arenât married anymore.â she said smiling softly at Wraith. âBut that does  not mean i intentionally want to hurt him.â Â
âGood people donât end up here,â she said slowly, âThey leave here, come to visit on rare occasions, but good people donât end up here.âÂ
She spoke as if it were simple, easy, to her, it was. Very few people were even aware she had a life before this, a family. Wraith was barely a person to most of the people in her life, mostly an abstract concept. Help Wraith was help, that was usually what it came down to.
âOh, I see, heâs still attached? Well, he does seem the type. I wouldnât worry about it too much, youâve got to live your life for you.â
âI have only been alive in this body for a month now, so you are correct,â Vision smiled at the girl. He sat down across from her and looked at the papers, âPerhaps I can help with the stress? The stone in my head has knowledge form since the universe was created. It can help you with this puzzle.â
âWell, youâre very eloquent for an infant, Iâll give you that,â she offered an awkward halfsmile, âMost month olds just make noises.â
Toying with the papers a bit she bit her lip, âItâs not that I donât think you can help, dear, Iâm just... not sure you would want to,â holding up a newspaper cut out her eyes fell on the words âhundreds deadâ, âItâs not exactly a fun puzzle.â
She could leave out anything that was a little ahead of his time, but the whole thing was still rather depressing, there was no getting around that.
âOh, and you can eat that if you want,â she said, gesturing idly to the food he she purchased, still untouched, âIf you eat, I mean,â she thought she saw him somewhere in the articles, âYouâre Vision, right?â
Send an âŃ â for my museâs reaction to being sent accidental nudes.
"You are not a monster."
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âBut I am⊠Donât you see?â
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âWhat am I, then?â
âWhat are any of us? Simple labels are meant for childrenâs books, not people.â