#mpxskadi

[mpxskadi]

guiding light.

@baldurxmp

All was quiet in the Night Owl’s Cafe tonight. For once the pups had been left home to rest after their arduous hunt that day’s morning, and the Goddess found the ease of the night weighing heavily on her lids. Body relaxed into the counter that separated her from the rest of the establishment, finger gently trailing the lines of the printed book that held her attention for the time being. One of the things Skadi loved more than anything to be able to do here at the shop was scour through these earth stories that have been gifted over time to the world. She wondered the thought process behind them all, what it was that possibly drew them into existence - as every one she picked up the goddess would lose herself in from beginning to end. 

This night particular she was lost in some romance novel she’d plucked from the shelves. Nearly half-way through it’s contexts already. What else was there to do when there were no customers and nothing well to do? And as the time ticked on her eyes heavily fell closed until they rested lightly, head perched onto her hand that was propped up onto the counter for the time being. The dream of the goddess was vivid; like a distant daydream that echoed through her mind. She was back in Thrymheim. The snow was beautifully pearlescant and untouched by any. Wolves howled, there was norse banter sounding off in the distance. Her Father’s hall as she remembered it. 

A faint chime sounded across the plains, drawing the goddess’ attention from one direction to the other. Deep into the snowstorm spiralling in the distance. From it’s depths emerged a deep light. Bright, warm, comforting....familiar. Her hand reached for it, as a shape began to take hold - a smile creasing through she had not forgotten no matter how many years it had been. And suddenly, it was gone. The door of the establishment sounded, startling the Goddess from her light slumber. Skadi sat up straight and glanced around frantically, in search of what she’d lost.  Once more - just out of reach. “Baldur...” 

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@mpxskadi continued from here

“How well has that line worked out for you in the past?” Skaði asked lazily, not bothering to look up from her beer bottle. The distinct scent of ozone and her hair prickling at the back of her neck coupled with that all-too-familiar attitude, like a politician running for the elections – Zeus. It amused her that the whispers she’d heard about the god was pretty spot on, considering most of it came from the wild animals she frequented with. At the back of her mind she wondered what they said of her in return.

Who knew animals could be such gossip mongers?

The goddess let herself finish her bottle before she set it down on the bar’s countertop and gave the god a glance. Unsurprisingly, she found herself thinking of Thor, and how different and yet similar he seemed to be compared to the Grecian deity before her. For one thing, they had that same insufferable air of nobility about them, as well as that pulse of power they couldn’t seem to control. Then again, nobody could really bottle lightning. Thor, however, had the good sense to not eavesdrop and butt into other people’s conversations.

“Not at all.” Zeus replied, amused. Taking the liberty to fill in the empty spot on the barstool next to the goddess, he looked back at her when she glanced at him. “I thought that perhaps I could switch things up and perhaps spice things up a bit. Interchanging names gets so passé after a while. Or is that just me?”

Zeus had never seen this goddess before in his life. He wouldn’t even know to which pantheon she belonged to. But he hoped to find all of that out over some good drinks. “I haven’t had the pleasure yet of making your acquaintance so I thought I could perhaps change that.” Smiling easily over at her, Zeus was curious to see how she’d respond to him.

[bychloethemes]

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[mpxskadi]

ungraceful;;

continued from here with @mpxzane

Normally, she was so sure footed. Skadi could walk on snow tops in blizzards and across frozen ice lakes - and yet, here she was. Knocked off guard by the rush of a few students trying to find a table amidst the cafe. Perhaps it was because her focus had been on the clearing of tables she was a smidge behind on, but if only to make matters worse she’d ended up in a patron’s lap! Apologies hadn’t explained the sorries that had leaked from her lips at him as her head turned, and blue eyes met brown staring back at her in high amusement. She was rather glad he found the situation so amusing, rather than snapping at her for something that was ill her fault. 

“I’m rather well, sir, thank you.” Skadi’s voice was gentle, soft - a mere whisper on the wind as she tilted her head slightly, a curtain of blonde framing her features. It was a brief moment of study on the God she was sure she hadn’t seen around before, as that voice she’d be sure she would recognize. Slowly, Skadi lifted from his lap, anchoring with his hand to help steady herself on her feet again as she bent, offering a small bow of her head in apology and respect. “Forgive my sudden intrusion, Mister--?” Fishing for a name, how original Skadi. 

[mpxskadi]

hunting oops;;

continued from here with @mpxartemis

Skadi winced slightly at the hiss from her friend, sighing softly as she cupped another handful of the cool water and gently dripped it over the wound to clear away the mess of dirt and blood. After having done this herself several times before - she’d learned the ropes of self sustaining wounds. Her blues flickered between the Goddess and the job she was tending to, pulling a gauze wrap free from her satchel of supplies to begin gently wrapping the wound. “I probably should have warned you there’s still wildlife in this forest. I’ve cleared most of them back a certain range, but sometimes they slip through. My apologies, Artie.” 

At the mention of eating snake, the winter goddess snickered and gave off a whistle. The sound of foliage crunching sounded as the two reddish brown dogs appeared, one dragging the head of the animal in it’s jaws, the other the tail. “Rune and Runa seem to agree with you. They even brought you your kill.” Skadi chuckled slightly and finished tying off the bandage, leaning over to clean her hands off in the river’s water. “If nothing else, you’ve got an interesting story to take back with you. The python that fell to the hands of the mighty Artemis.~” 

[mpxskadi]

god of war kebobs;;

continued from here with @aresmp

“Where’s the fun in practice arrows when, according to you, I can never get your guard down enough to hurt you?” Oh payback was a bitch, wasn’t it? After all the time’s Ares had bragged of never letting his guard down, his sparring partner had for just a fraction of a second to get her shot in. Literally. Skadi willed the bow back into the quiver strapped to her back, making her way closer to come to stand beside him. Fingers lightly examining the wound on his arm, an all too amused smirk on her features at his scowl. “What are you, a big baby Ares? This is nothing compared to wounds you’ve had before. Probably won’t even scar.~”  The blonde goddess snickered quietly to herself as she pulled back and tore a shred of cloth from the ends of her shirt, baring her midrift now as she brought it up to tie around the gash she’d made on his arm. “Besides - would you rather the one wound, or to slowly get more and more pissed off with every blunt arrow I hit you with? I think this is the better option, plus it reminds you you’re alive, right?” Blues sparkled up at him mischeviously as she finished the final knot a bit harder than intended. 

[mpxzane]

[  sit  ]  sender  sits  in  receiver’s  lap

nonverbal meme prompts: no longer accepting

The clatter and chime of coffee cups and plates, whispers of chatter in several corners of the late-night cafe, filled the god’s ears as he brought his own coffee to his lips and flipped the page of his book. Normally, he worked best at night. The moon's light emboldened him with motivation and confidence, but instead, he wanted to relax this warm spring evening. That was until a stranger ungracefully fell into his lap, breaking him free of his mind’s eye that was indulged in the classic script held in his large hand. With a grunt, Zane adjusted and met the eyes of the goddess now resting in his lap.

As unceremonious and surprising as it was, Zane couldn’t help but chuckle. His lightly kohl-lined eyes crinkling slightly as the slight laughter met his cheeks. He could tell she was a goddess easily enough but he couldn’t remember ever meeting her before. With a gentlemanly hand, he steadied her by grasping her bicep as his low and sultry voice broke the awkward air around them.

“Whoa there, watch yourself. That was a bit of a stumble are you alright?”

[mpxskadi]

[ diary ] receiver writes a journal entry about sender

How many times can one write ‘far too sunshiney’ without being repetitive? I joke. Well, mostly. The warmth she gives off can be a bit much, but she wouldn’t be Sol without it. She’s friendly, and kind. And the world needs more of that. Not the gods, dear me no. We will never learn, no matter how old we grow. But Sol, the world needs more sunshine. Or it will perish to it’s own darkness. And as much as the warmth can be suffocating; to be Sol’s friend is worth it. At least, to me. It’s been a long time since I’ve had such company, and I wish I could thank her for reminding me of what I’ve been missing.