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driftfleet2019-01-20 07:25 pm
thespaceopera) wrote in driftfleet2019-01-20 07:25 pm
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- connor,
- felix gaeta,
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- keith,
- krolia,
- lance,
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- loki,
- lorden gesh,
- lup,
- magnus burnsides,
- manji,
- messer ihlefeld,
- mikleo,
- nico di angelo,
- pavel chekov,
- prompto argentum,
- remy lebeau,
- sorey,
- taako,
- the vision,
- thor odinson,
- tyrion lannister,
- vash the stampede,
- veronica,
- victor frankenstein,
- wanda maximoff
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Don't let them know.
Your mother is there. She pleads, "Don't make this worse."
What a mockery. But Odin's proclamation comes in and Frigga is sent away. Predictable. Odin is so predictable in his ways. You feign nonchalance, the kind you know that would irritate him. Let Odin see the thorn you have become. Make him suffer. They go back and forth. Odin pontificates, Loki dodges until —
"Your birthright was to die!"
You look on stonily.
"As a child. Cast out onto a frozen rock. If I had not taken you in, you would not be here now to hate me."
And you feel it. The gaping maw of gratitude Odin has always expected. Be grateful, be thankful, be happy that you are the lesser, you had nothing but the crumbs of his legitimacy to feed upon. You don't care if Odin kills you. Why would you? What's left for you, in this place? But Odin's decision was worse. Eternal imprisonment. You stare in shock.
Then.
Then you see it. The slight smirk in Odin's face. There are no more illusions left. ]
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Surely she could stop here, but in a way, this was what she had already known.
These others in these fading images must also have failed him in some way, but the only way to know for certain is to allow her fingertips to reach the next portrait.
Even if it was odd that the image of Thor had borne no result, but perhaps... that was elsewhere. She'd find it, eventually. And Loki, too.]
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The roaring fire does little to dispel the cold you're feeling. The Warriors Three are in despair, concerned for Thor and his subsequent banishment. They take no notice of you, the forgotten prince. When have they ever? Yet, you find yourself speaking up.
"I told the guard."
Of course you did. No matter what your hand was in this, you never wanted Thor to get to Jotunheim. You never wanted your brother to be banished. Your hands are shaking. There's something peculiar under your skin, something that scares you. Your voice doesn't even sound like yourself as you tell Sif that you cannot convince your father's mind. How could you?
Thor would — Thor would —
You know what Thor would do to you. You know but you cannot speak it, the gorge in your throat. You loved Thor, you always have. But the truth, oh the truth looms over you. You leave the room but not before you hear Sif's parting words, angry and sharp.
"He may speak of the good of Asgard but he's always been jealous of Thor."
You don't look back. You have no friends here and you never will. The skin under your clothes itches. ]
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There usually aren't so many emotions involved, when she looks through other people's heads. None that she could feel or that mattered. She wondered if this was just because of the nature of -- whatever had linked them in this matter, or if something in herself had truly altered to process it all.
Very, very strange. She steps back from the tapestry, and looks to the last one, a woman with oddly striking features.
Why not? She was already here. Even if by the faded look, it was perhaps one more person who had done him some harm. ]
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Hela. "He's gone then. Shame. I would have liked to see that."
The whole conversation unnerved you. Like little hallmarks to your character, shared across Odin's legacy. The only difference is the sheer power she held in her hands, shattering Mjolnir like a children's toy. Panicked, you call for the Bifrost. You had to leave. You and Thor — she'd kill you both. A twisted mirror here to haunt you.
But even in the Bifrost, she chases you. You fling a dagger at her, but she deflects it with ease. It catches you at your side and you're —
— falling. ]
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An odd way to glimpse it, but even if experiencing the memory could temporarily overwrite even her own senses, to reflect on it after, was... something.
Going from a sensation of falling to being back in the room, was less fun. That wave of unbalance. All of that was already a lot to take in.
Still, she turns away from it all, once more taking a look at the room. This time, the hammer draws her gaze. Was that the same hammer? What a symbol.
For the moment though, she moves past it, toward that place where Loki stands, and that eerie, beckoning call that felt familiar in a sweet-sickening way. ]
Why do you choose to wait there?
[ Or was it... no choice. Mind spaces were rather strange that way. ]
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It is important to remember its existence and what it means.
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Not that she wants to step any closer to what's at the end of the bridge.]
You will not forget it even a few feet away. What does it mean to you?
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I cannot forget that I fell here. And what led to it. I won't let it happen again, but it must stay here.
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It haunts you.
[ Much like everything else here. Haunted, painful reminders. ]
... you fell, but you did not end there. Something else happened.
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[That seems to be the implication there, anyway. A riddle and yet not, but -- she could be wrong.]
... Is that why?
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Why I am haunted?
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[Even if she's not so certain she's interpreting what had occurred correctly. They were both cryptic creatures to a fault, even when speaking plainly. Rhetorically.
And she had not pressed, at the time. That was for others to do.]
Were you falling then?
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No. That was a long time ago.
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Then did you find your way out... through another method?
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No. I was found. A monster in the dark lingered there and he . . . salvaged me.
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At what cost?
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Does that matter now?
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[Or not to say, in this case.]
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I would say it does not. Not anymore.
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[Whatever they might have been.]
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To some degree, yes. I suppose I have found that at least.
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[She glances away from the void, back to the room.]
There is much you have faced. What brings you strength, here?
[His brother, she thinks - somewhere in this.]
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Myself. All that I am and all that I can be.
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