@bornoflegends sent: "You're supposed to be dead." (For Loki from Morfydd)
A slight tilt of his head. "It would not be the first time I've done that." He said. "But you have me at a disadvantage."
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@bornoflegends sent: "You're supposed to be dead." (For Loki from Morfydd)
A slight tilt of his head. "It would not be the first time I've done that." He said. "But you have me at a disadvantage."
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Torunn had no idea what was happening, why she couldn't use her powers and wearing an ugly brown jumpsuit. Heck she was still unsure as to how she ended up in this place in the first place. All she knew is that these strange people wanted her dead and she wasn't about to let that happen.
So fat she has managed to escape her captors and moves to run around the corner only to smack into someone, causing her to lose her balance and fall to the ground. "Ow! Why did that hurt so much?"
+ @bornoflegends asked: "Hi, Aunt MJ, can I crash here for the night?" (From Hannah Stacy-Parker)
+ " You already KNOW you don't need to ASK , hun . " Mary Jane answered, nodding as she leaned up against the FRIDGE , cup of COFFEE in her one hand . " Just don't tell me you're AVOIDING someone . Otherwise I'm gonna have to start going into PROTECTIVE AUNT mode . "
@bornoflegends sent: [ HUG ] for our muses to hug (For Loki from Mallory)
NON-SEXUAL FORMS OF INTIMACY!| Accepting
Loki glanced down at the feeling of her arms going around him. His own going around her in return. "Is everything alright little dove?"
@bornoflegends continued threads Cryptic letters and packages
A tentative inhale is dragged into Peggy's lungs as her daughter offers the parcel to her. She swallows down every emotion she wants to express, but doesn't. Fingers ghost over the black ink.
If Peggy were being honest, she could almost smell the subtle scent of her mother's timeless perfume. A twinge of homesickness, for a time that can no longer be recaptured, a time when all was well in the world, and she was a young almost carefree girl. A time when Michael's soothing voice steered her life choices, mostly for the better.
Sarah's right. They never heard from her. A pinch of dread slides through her veins. "Bring me the letter opener. Would you?" She didn't require one, if she were again, being honest. But she required the minute to collect herself.
Turning to Sarah, she asks. "Would you like to do the favour of opening it?"
"Mum, Nana Carter sent you something. Do you want it or should I set it aside for right now?" (for Peggy from Sarah)
Captivated.
Her daughter's solitary question holds her, as if a barred cage. Perplexion draws dark brows together as if two stormy clouds needed a conference over maple orbs. Her attention shifts to the parcel. A parcel that was now clutched with desperation in her hands. It wasn't someone's birthday. Was it? Had she forgotten?
Her dear Mum had never forgiven her for following in Michael's footsteps. The woman couldn't possibly fathom why her darling Margaret couldn't settle down, marry her nice GI, and give her a few grandbabies. She hated that the SSI promised and well provided more scintillating diversions.
Peggy tries to nod affirmatively for Sarah to set it aside but couldn't summon up the nerve. Curiosity, as vile a sensation as it could be, claws at her internally and refuses to let her go. She paces, her step bedraggled with optimistic caution. "And you are positive it has my name on it, Sweetheart?" She asks, her town powdery soft and yet, choked with emotion.
"I never thought about who I looked like before, now all I see is him when I look in the mirror." (from Morfydd)
"Really?" Torunn blinks in disbelief. "Because if I'm being honest. That is not what I see."
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@bornoflegends gets a starter from YLVA LOKIDOTTIR.
Walking into the room, Ylva smiled fondly at her younger sister. She really had come to be growing into quite the beauty.
" I'm going to start worrying someone will be aging with better grace that I soon it seems. " She pointed out good naturedly. Walking into the room she smiled as she looked her over. " A true vision. "