Thunder Crashing

Torunn Thorsdottir, Youngest of the Aesir, sister to Móði and Magni. Bearer to her father's gifts and her mother's wisdom. Marvel verse RP account

[marvelromance]

[torunnthorisdottir]

//anyone wanna send some IC asks?

[torunnthorisdottir]

"So what have you learned from my elder self, Torunn? What tricks and skills have you learned from him? What skills have you learned from Thor?" Loki asked curiously.

Lips pursed and jaw tilted up the sky, Torunn stood in deep contemplation. "The easy answer would be just about everything." She circled a few steps around her Uncle's little doppelganger. "From my Loki I have learned the inner workings of Seidr. Together we have pushed our way through many many tomes and old leather bound books to find the farthest reaches our magic can cover. He has taught me the worth in using words before ever raising a fist, and how when used properly can dismantle a foe even easier than using force ever could. He has taught me the values in understanding emotions on a personal level as well as on a battlefield."

"As for my father, He is the battlemaster.  When it comes to strategy and ingenuity on the field, he is second to none. He has taught me all about surveying the pieces before making the play. He has shown me the most efficient way to use any weapon you could find in an armory, the best and most powerful ways to move your body to drive a blow home. He taught me how to conduct myself in battle. Both of them brought out the best in me, two sides of one coin." She smiled brightly as she laughed over a recalled memory. "You should watch the two of them play Chess, they go at it for days and it almost always end in a stalemate."

[torunnthorisdottir]

//IC: *Sigyn crouches down by the low table where she has seen a very small hand sticking out from underneath the tablecloth. Since her own children are considerably bigger, this must be her little niece, Torunn. "What are you doing down there, little love?"

"Was collectin' some crumbs for the birds. Wanna help me look for more?"

[torunnthorisdottir]

//anyone wanna send some IC asks?

[icyxmischief]

"Hey Uncle, has there every actually been a time where you've actually gotten mad at me? For any reason?"

Loki heaved a laugh and rolled his eyes skyward in concentration, his tongue running along the rim of his upper row of very straight, very white teeth.

"Not so much at, Torunn, as for.  I have been angry on your behalf, toward your parents for pushing you too hard, or neglecting you, and indulging you too much in your requests for privacy, for you, like myself, sometimes need your excessive ruminating disrupted.  AT you, however. Give me a moment.”

He stroked the clean-shaven space underneath his nose, and above his thin lip, jade eyes narrowing.

"Alright, perhaps once or twice, but from the source of loving concern, I assure you. Do you remember the time your mother told you that you were not yet ready for combat with Muspelheimr mercenaries, because you and I had not yet completed your fireproofing shield spell training?  The moment you became too eager to prove yourself to her, and charged headlong into combat, I thought my heart had stopped. You came out unscathed, if a bit singed. But I was ‘busy’ that day, and did not speak to you, because I was angry at your recklessness." 

[icyxmischief]

"Uncle, what's your favorite spell to cast?"

"Oooo. Difficult, difficult.  You’re asking me to select my favorite color of paint and medium of execution in a thousand years of art.  I think perhaps my favorites are rather obvious. I like the act of legitimately shape-shifting: not simply donning an illusive shroud, but also changing my form at the molecular level. I like the freedom to liberate myself from the restrictions of gender, appearance, species, race…especially race. I relish being so liminal, so…transformative. It is what the mortals worship in me, is it not?  And, my adored niece, as you well know, I delight in being worshiped." 

Loki rolled his shoulders and cocked his head pensively.

"Also, the capacity to cast illusions.  It is the particular form of magic at which my mother was most adept.  It has a sentimental place in my heart. And I like its virtuosity, its applicability to many sticky situations. The ability to disguise or multiply myself, to disguise another, to change the form an object or landscape….all are exceptional…exoskeletons for my most guarded inner self."

"Finally…I must claim myself fond of the ability to project thoughts into the minds of others telepathically.  It is marvelously empowering to know that your most powerful weapon—your words—need not be silenced even if your tongue is." 

[listentotheliving]

open another reality

[sweetofmine-blog]

[antchubsa]

[b-y-e-b-y-e-deactivated20151105]

THANK YOU

[artist-refs]

I’m still confused ._.

[trashcanaurin-deactivated201506]

One is angles the other is gently curling tendrils.

[determamfidd]

Elves vs Dwarves :)

[speculumumbraee]

Who do you ship my muse with?

[hookedonhemsworth]

[torunnthorisdottir]

//Gonna run around town for a bit, but I'll be back later, iffn you want a starter or something you should like this.

[magnisonofthunder]

”- I have you and Modi, and that’s all I need.”

                       ~~~

"—- He’s not coming back is he?"

[torunnthorisdottir]

Beware the Darkness.

Independent Marvel OC

Ezra Miller FC

Living at SHEILD or in Asgard

Hey I just made a page for one of my older OCs, go check him out, the page is still under construction and it’s got a lot of work to be put into it, but go follow him and invade his ask box. <3

[torunnthorisdottir]

Beware the Darkness.

Independent Marvel OC

Ezra Miller FC

Living at SHEILD or in Asgard

Hey I just made a page for one of my older OCs, go check him out, the page is still under construction and it’s got a lot of work to be put into it, but go follow him and invade his ask box. <3

[levenbr]