#verse roulette

[helreginn]

@firejugglinghobo felt comedically like a moth today.

Pipes that ran so deep beneath the dirt, they would freeze if they hadn't been made of metal from Muspelheimr, lined the walls of the crall space Hel easily slipped out of. The sounds coming up through them were like a wretched, broken, whimpering scream. A mangled roar.

"I know." Hel replied, loudly into a funnel shaped protrusion, "I'll return soon. I promise." She added, just as she fully backed out of the small nook, tucked discreetly in an innocuous shadow of hallway.

"It's not polite to eavesdrop," The goddess said next. She couldn't see him with her back turned but she could feel the weight of his curious gaze. And the warmth that radiated from his soul. "If the sounds alarmed you.." She turned to him then, "I apologise. They are nothing of concern."

[helreginn]

@monsterxmade doesn't know where Hel's allegiances lie.

Round eyes stare up and up at the obnoxiously bright LED billboard overhead. She blinks twice as she wonders if the boy wonder, physical embodiment of technology had the same sixth sense about those screws that she does. If she holds her breath and focuses her ear, she can almost hear the creaking whine of metal as mounting brackets threaten to give way. But not yet.

Her gaze falls forward, to the blonde in the distance. And then rise again. And lower. No, not yet.

"Why don't we take a little walk?" She suggests, turning to this night's companion. "Those wretched screens give me such a headache."

[helreginn]

Inspired by @inkdreamt's muse roulette, I've decided to play VERSE roulette. Like this for a random starter in a random verse! :D

[helreginn]

@bitchheroine saw the skin of a killer, Bella.

The forest, deep and quiet almost reminded Hel of home. It was more green and transient than the Iron Wood that raised her but no less wild or willful. She smiled and hummed a happy little tune as she wandered. No place to go, nowhere to be. Just the peoples she checked in on sometimes and the solitude of nature.

Or.. almost solitude.

"Fancy meeting you here," The giantess half smirked, watching the tree the demon stood behind as if it were glass and could be seen right through. "Are you trying to scare me?"

[helreginn]

@2kyears is a long time to not visit New Zealand..

Charlotte hadn't been a vessel for death particularly long. Three short years of her already short life; Holding a tenuous grasp on powers larger and older than she could -even still, now- fathom. But game recognises game and her brown eyes grow wide with an unmet curiosity as she tries -and fails- to be discrete in her stare.

What is he, she wonders. Who is he?

And does he know I'm less than human too?

[helreginn]

@oc-rp-blog almost gave up Hel's secret.

Hel - Áfríðr as she was known by the humans - had sat in a lone patch of sunlit grass. To rest her feet and busy time before they all were shuttered into crowded homes to ward off the bitter cold of night. She closed her eyes and leaned back on her elbows as she basked in the warmth like a lizard on it's favourite rock.

"If you dare step between me and the sun.." She cautioned to whomever she could hear walking nearer, "Know that this will be the last sun you see."

[celestialfriend]

like water for chocolate

@likewaterandfish

“Mikleo! So that’s where you went. What are you making?” His head peered around the other’s shoulder. Sorey had always been fascinated by watching Mikleo make things. It must have something to do with the way his hands moved or the way he focused on his desserts. Always trying to make it just right.

His eyes narrowed, head cocking to the side. “That doesn’t look like vanilla ice cream. Trying something new?” It looked like ... chocolate. A finger reached out hoping for a little sample - just a taste. Even Mikleo needed a taste tester sometimes.