Jan 20, 2025
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@totouchthcstars (for valkyrie)
atreus knew this midgard was very different from his own, but it was nice to find some familiar things, no matter how small. gods and demigods seemed abundant here, which was strange, though, interesting, it finally gave him a chance to learn more about the greek pantheon. his family wasn’t exactly something his father spoke of, leaving the boy to seek his own answers. but norse history was something he knew well, thanks to his mother. ❝ so you’re a real valkyrie ?? ❞ it wasn’t hard to guess the woman was a warrior, there was something about her presence that reminded him of freya and the other valkyrie he’d met. maybe they were all just like that. ❝ i met some with my father once, but they had been cursed by odin, so they weren’t very friendly. impressive fighters, though. ❞
look at me . how many fingers am i holding up ? // sif for valkyrie!
blood & smoke become a blur, her eyes hunting for a clear sense of where in hel she landed. she didn't remember the hit of spacecraft being so unpleasant on her bones — perhaps she dwelled in the habit of bureaucracy for too long. head perks up from propped knees to the woman standing, quick recognition even amidst the confusion.
the king winces, squeezing her eyes shut before looking up again. "fingers? oh, by fenrir's teeth." instead of responding she grabs sif's hand to pull herself up, stumbling back only slightly. "please, don't do that again." she regains balance, offers a smile & a swing of her sword before scanning the territory. "why are they still alive —"
He had come here for drink, not interested in pretending like any of the slaves could entertain an ounce of his being. So, he retreated off to the bar and was nursing at a glass, staring off into nothingness when his peace was disturbed by someone else sliding onto the seat beside him. Considering whether he could use the old ignore them and they’ll go away trick, but such hope seemed short lived when he felt eyes on him. “Yes?” He spoke, taking another sip of his drink for strength. “Do you need something?”
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