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@askthecollector & @txneleer Twin [Ornope] Au
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An interesting specimen
On the day of a sunny autumn day, it was the end of the tenth full moon that a young individul dared to take a closer look at this beautiful sight. Normally, it was not Nuada’s nature to leave home, which was lays deeply underground. He basically avoids the now occupied land of men, so now he thought of the entire world. How much he despised them … these mortals. The sun’s rays themselves were surprisingly so intense and strong that they even broke through the rocky outcrops to the depths of the elven kingdom Bethmoora. So it was Nuada’s curiousity to blame that he said to himself to greet the outside world. The young prince, as usual, was dressed in one of his armor robes in the matching colors of the yellow leaves that silently fell on the soft grass in the distance of birch and willow. A golden cloth encircled his torso, decorated with black patterns, a red cloth used as a belt, in the middle under the abdomen the royal seal and part of the royal crown, next to his right leg hangs his silver lance, but shrunk to size of a small sword at the moment.
Autumn has always been his favorite season, followed by spring. The more and more the warrior grew older, the more he understood why he was so attracted to autumn. Many times he looked up at the trees loosing their leaves, even though he knows they would return as soon as spring would come, he worries about the metaphor meaning of this season. Death. Watching the nature dying. Even if it’s no real death and mostly used just for poetic reasons. But death fits so accurately for Nuada and his folk. More and more he was confused whether he should feel flattered to be compared to such a beautiful part of the natural seasonal cycling of the year, or worried about the foreboding meaning behind what autumn represented.
Was he in his autumn?
Are his people in theirs?
Would they all now fade into winter?
No, there was no time to worry about this, the elf decided to think. He sank into the beauty of nature, drowning his cares for a moment. More and more Nuada distanced himself from the secret entrance to his home to venture deeper into the slightly dense woods, enjoying the calm, the cool wind that made his white-golden hair dance. It was wonderful. His steps were as quiet as hundreds of leaves, all falling to the ground. Was it wise to go on a trip? Alone? What should happen … here in this barren landscape of rock and forest lives no human being who could disturb him. But something tingles still at his senses, and the golden hues are attentively inspecting his environment… something in this calmness is wrong. A disturbance.
He could not describe whether there were living beings, but something did not stop the royal from trusting his instincts. Because if a person were really here on this island, they would be an unwanted guest. So Nuada quickened his pace, almost running. It was his duty as a prince and heir apparent to protect his homeland from intruders and, moreover, to kill them before they had the chance of acknowledging their existence as an elf folk. He couldn’t be wrong…someone is here. As he ran, Nuada clutched his spear, in case of emergency, if he was attacked. His beloved weapon that already carries so much blood and death on the beautiful metal.
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I was tagged by the beautiful babe @askthecollector
Rules: Answer 30 questions about yourself and tag 20 people
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Gender: Male
Sign: Aries
Height: 5' 5" || 1,65 cm
Birthday: march 31
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Favourite solo artists: It varies.
Song stuck in my head: We are Number One
Last movie I watched: The Funeral
Last show I watched: SpongeBob ?
When did I create this blog: The blog years ago.
What do I post: RP [ I try]
Other blogs: @dxntjxin @txneleer @theyondu @screwyoutwice
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Do I get asks: :/ sometimes
Why did I choose this URL: Benicio ‘del’ **, it’s a ‘joke’
Following: 84
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Average hours of sleep: I dunno.
Lucky number: 7 ? I dunno
Instruments: I’m a latino any percussion instrument.
What I’m wearing right now: Star Wars pajamas
Favourite food: Japanese food;
Last book I read: The mandalorian armor by K. W. Jeter
3 favourite fandoms: Marvel, Star Wars, my friends hahahaha
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Peace and quiet was all he ask for. It was an off day for Stephen Strange, but a paparazzi had congregated outside of the Sanctum Sanctorum, causing a buzz of some kind with their phones pointed at the sky. With a groggy grunt, he looked outside and saw a spaceship hovering overhead. Below he could spot some flashing light of a few cop cars, an instant assumption that the carrier intended to he hostile. But from what the Sorcerer Supreme saw was a man with snow white hair hovering down resulting in yelling and more pictures. Upon observation, the extraterrestrial was floating down.... "Really...."
Right to the Sanctum's door and was already knocking. In a flash he got dressed in casual wear and headed downstairs to answer it and get him inside as quick as possible. Upon opening the door, he ushered the old man inside and placed a ward on the front door so no one could get in.
"Well, you have caused quite an ordeal. Space ships in New York tend to give people PTSD since the Chitari invasion 5 and a half years ago....how can I help you?" Stephen clapped his hands together with a nervous smile on his face.
Aid from Knowhere
Loki was tired. He could not count the hours how long he was in the lounge, let alone what time it was. The god was in trouble, at least in personal. Four years have passed since the Aesir managed to set aside the Allfather Odin and send Thor back to Earth, though it was more or less his own decision. It was quite difficult to get rid of Odin. He attacked him when Loki found himself in the guise of one of his father's guards and actually managed to use a very complicated spell to erase his memory and banish him to Midgard as well, hoping Thor wouldn't cross his way to get suspicious what his father is doing here and why he can't remember anything. This luckily has hopefully never been the case. The royal did not quite care to worry about the well-being of his oh-so-affectionate kinsfolk and put his own plans into effect, as he would now rule Asgard, even though he had to remain obscured as Odin inside a mirage. He had a huge bronze statue of himself built, told the people how heroic Loki fought on Svartalfheim and was killed for the honor of Asgard and Odin. The mischief God did so as to win the long-awaited favor of the Asgardian people, which Loki was now accepted, mourned and vowed. As what his sunshine from brother all got. Honor, fame, desire. And Loki, who took only hatred, ridicule and anger.
The God worked really long, that he was finally liked, even if it was based only on the lies of his silver tongue. There was no other way out and to be honest with himself it felt way too good. But now he was sitting here, alone, in a big empty room with no other living soul here, in the middle of Knowhere. He left Asgard very late without really paying attention to the time. It was more or less a kind of panic reaction, which tore him from his rest and he had to leave. It was possible to travel with the bifrost, even if Heimdall's post was also banished, but Loki did not quite trust his new gatekeeper. He would ask too many questions why the All-Father would travel at this late hour. So Loki decided to use alternative portals hidden in Asgard being in his true form. Despite his extreme fatigue, Loki managed to reach Knowhere, where he had to hold deep conversation with a very important person: Taneleer Tivan, the Collector.
The time in Knowhere was different than the normal time as on Asgard. Knowhere has more night than day, it is dark and cold. The time here went by rather slower than on average. His audience with the Collector is unannounced, but Loki hoped he would not upset the eldest in the universe with this late arrival. Previously, Loki met a pink-skinned creature, a rather young ... woman, with a stiff, almost machine attitude. Even her smile seemed set and wrong, her way of speaking not to mention. She introduced herself as an employee of the Collector and accepted Loki's wish to see Taneleer if he did not mind. His concern was important and it became clear that 'Loki from Asgard' would personally wait here. His title might not seem important, but Loki once heard from Lady Sif how much Tivan liked people from Asgard being with him. Loki has never met the Collector before but has heard a lot about him. After all, he also dealt certain negotiations with Asgard. The god, however, felt a little uneasy.
He waited ... an hour, two hours. The black haired male knew which person Taneleer Tivan was, how busy he was. However, Loki would have hoped that his status as Prince of Asgard would give him some priority, but the trickster also knows how little Tivan sometimes cares about an important title. But only sometimes. His tiredness overwhelmed him for a few moments and kept him from falling asleep directly. Again and again Loki rubbed his pale face with his hands, rubbed the sleep from his eyes and thought only to stay awake to begin his audience with the Collector. And finally, after a felt eternity, the pink woman came back with the same attitude and expression. "Loki from Asgard?" her voice echoed across the room, and Loki looked up at her in a flash. "I now have the authority to bring you to my master." and pointed with one arm out to the door, which was probably a sign to follow her. The Aesir rose with slightly shaky legs and followed her out, feeling a sudden nervousness come over him, making his heart beat faster. Or was he just excited? Anyway, it made Loki very curious how Tivan would respond to his sudden visit.
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Acting quickly, the item in his hands disappeared in a haze of green magic, being sent elsewhere for the trickster to re-acquire later, when he was far away from Taneleer. Stepping out from where he was hidden, Loki looked to the Collector with a small frown as he started playing innocent.
“ Of course not. I was simply looking. “ The prince huffed, looking OFFENDED that Taneleer would accuse him of such a thing.
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"Taneleer, look, look look look look look! I found something... Something marvelous!" Xe was pretty obviously excited. "Just fell right through the anus! Okay, well. Might have been the one next to it but who cares, really?" En shoved xir brother towards the game set up on the table. It looked a bit like a decorative three-leveled chess board. "This is a magic like I've never seen before! Not really all that difficult, but the creativity!"