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[herocsandvillains-archived]

To the dark swan

With lots of kisses ~ the Queen

This Blog is Accepting Valentine's Day Stuff, Both Heartfelt and Shenanigans

          “That’s very sweet of you, Your Majesty, and don’t take this the wrong way - but I’d rather keep my heart in my chest. I know exactly how bad girls play.”

[peonyofzhonghua]

"Away with you! We're trying to rebuild this village, it's no place for more trouble!"

          Says the woman with a paddle as a weapon, shaking it as if it the was deadliest           sword in creation. Though her heartbeat was rapid, Peony tried to channel her           mother; who was said to be stone-faced even when taken away by the Nan clan's           former leader. Perhaps this person wasn't a threat, but they were foreign.

            In these times, that was as good a reason as any to be cautious.

[xxmutant]

[ sxnicscream ]

         "I really don't think you            want to know the            answer to that."

[xxmutant]

Hᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴ

Victoria can generate water because in a normal human, the body is made up of 75% water, but in Victoria, water levels can fluctuate between 80% and 100%. But, if she uses up more water than she has, Victoria can become dehydrated and horribly sick.

[xxhela]

            "Do you fear death?"

[xxhela]

    Reaping was always fun right?                   Sadly that was a bitter lie. 

                         Over the years, mass slaughters have seemed                          to spike, everything from her Father's incident                          to the affairs of SHIELD. Rampant Death, scattered                          in random spurs of violence. So, instead of over-seeing                          the mass clean ups of the wandering souls of                          destruction, Hela took upon herself the lesser deaths.                          The small doses of slaughter, whilst her Reapers                            handled the crying souls of war. 

                                   Fifteen security guards, in a lock ward. Dead.                                    She appeared to collect the dead, but that's                                    not what got her attention. She took a closer                                    look, when a shadow flew around the corner of                                    her eye. The Deaths, some clean, others sloppy.                                    Guess it didn't matter.

          Hela placed two fingers on their forehead,           gathering the last glimpses of their lives before            their demise. Oh she's seen that face before.            Oh when was that, when she was supposed to            collect the collateral damage of the egos of America           and Russia? Oh that's right, nothing happened.           Maybe it was time she paid this intriguing man a visit.

                                              She gathered information from the dead,                                                by now he's a few miles from here. Thank                                                Gods for teleporting.

          "Hello."

[xxhela]

        "I have seen my fair          share of oddities, now          how is it you managed to          do that?"