Behold the alternate cover. Gasp. Swoon. Wet yourself. Is it not brilliant? Is it not OMINOUS?
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«Oldest ‹Older 3401 – 3600 of 4580 Newer› Newest»Oh Aphrodite just likes screwing with people in the worst way possible, in ways she's far worse than the others.
Taia, it doesn't exactly help that as our fleet moves through an area we tend to mine resources...
The rest of the galaxy views us as thieves and beggars. Go into a certain area of the galaxy and you can see lines of shops, row after row, with signs saying our race can't go in.
Human cruisers tend to be about 700m long, I think. Our cruisers tend to be about 645 and we still fit more people in.
((@Taia oh god... *dies*))
Hello Leri'Heesa, we haven't met yet.
Jag: I'm magically ambidextrous, I am an anger management counselor, and I'm married.
Quality over quantity my alien friend
Oh, hello. Who are you? Wait... You're Blake's partner, right?
@jag: Lovely.
@Blake: I think we should go to the hospital today...
Always fear, Dugglyn is here!!!!
How be's yous?!?!
How be's yous eyes?!?!
Yes, Blake is my husband. Nice to meet you. *smiles politely*
Hello Dugglyn! my eyes are sore because I'm tired. Yours?
Jag: I am also the only person on earth guaranteed to be able to injure and possibly kill a Faceless one. Bare handed.
@Jag: How so?
*huggles Chi*
Hi Slow! *waves* :)
Hello, Jag! :)
Nice to meet you. *offers a cookie*
*a totally reputable and respectable cookie*
*with no questionable characteristics or ingredients whatsoever*
*smiles a little, too, but it doesn't matter because she's wearing a helmet*
It's nice to meet you, too. I take it you're one of the magic people? Blake is one. I don't like his powers. They're strange and they worry me.
*hugs Taia tightly* ^.^
Yes, I have magic. I control water, ice and snow.
My eyes are drowning in refried beans and slowly melting but overall good, thanks!
@Chi: my Adept power is god-killer invincibility.
@Taia: what type of cookie is it?
Hi Blake! ((Um? *revives* *not understanding? :P*))
Hi Dugglyn! :)
My me is good, my eyes also. We both are tired, somewhat. And yourselves?
@Jag: That must be a very useful power to have.
"but with great power, comes great responsibility"
*turns into mist*
*floats into the forest*
*solidifies when she reaches the lake*
*walks over to a rock and sits on it*
*sighs*
*Pops up out of Leir's shadow*
I don't see why though, I just manipulate shadows and sometimes make dead things alive-ish again and oh there was that time I summoned a god and now he's inside me waiting for his chance to break the four remaining seals and take over my body so he can destroy the world. I really don't see what's so worrying.
Oh? That sounds useful. I like the sound of those powers more than death manipulation. Using a computer I can shoot a mass of super cooled subatomic particles capable of snap-freezing a target.
*jumps* You just answered your own question, bosh'tet.
Fk it. I dedicate to Spiderman.
@Blake: *laughs*
I'm good and tired. My eyes are drowning in refried beans and slowly melting but overall good, thanks!
*looks at Leir a moment*
*blinks*
I feel like that's an insult. I take offence to that. Meanie.
@Leri: Oh. Well, that's worse than I thought on both points. :/
(Although, I think in Star Trek the Enterprise is only I think like 300m long, but it carries 428 crew, normally, at least in TOS. I think it'd take more in passengers, but I don't know that much, so... :P)
*hugs Chi back* :)
@Jag: Uh. *pauses* ... What kind of cookie do you WANT it to be?
Yes it's an insult... I'm not sure what the English equivalent would be. Maybe "bastard" or "son of a bitch". But it isn't as bad as those words. A little insult.
*thinks about her past*
*tires to remember something from it, anything at all, but can't even remember her given name*
@Chi: *laughs* *grins* That is a great dedication. xD / :)
msd
@Taia: no thanks then.
@Chi: That's why I became an elemental.
@Blake: I could kill Erebus for you. Or for myself.
Taia, well it certainly isn't good... Most of us live in cargo containers separated by blankets.
@Jag: (xD) But they're MAGIC cookies. :O
MSD
@Jag That's funny, you see a faceless one isn't really a god. Sure they're powerful and they'll live forever. If they aren't killed that is. You see, a real god is immortal, will never die, cannot be killed. Faceless ones don't fit that description. Erebus on the other hand... where he's from gods fit the definition. There's not killing him...
((There's no*))
@Jag: Fair enough
@Taia: Thank you ^.^
@Blake: We should really go to the doctors today and have a baby scan or whatever...
@Leri: Aw. :/ Can't you, like, inhabit a planet or something?
that's the thing, he CAN die. That's why I took that power in the first place. To prove people like you wrong.
*looks at the lake*
*wonders who her parents were*
*wonders if they are still alive, if they know about her, if she had any siblings*
*she has so many questions but none can be answered*
*sighs*
Maybe swimming will help.
*pulls off her clothes exposing the swimsuit underneath*
*dives into the lake, not caring about how cold it is*
I think I'm gonna go, now.
*offers hugs to all*
Bye!
*pokes everyone*
Bye
*Hugs Taia*
Bye Taia!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Bye Taia!)
We're trying to search for a habitable planet but no luck so far...
Bye Taia!!!
*hugs*
I Gtg too. See ya!
Might be back soon....!
(I actually have to go now. Bye!)
Bye
Bye Dragona, Dugglyn.
*looks over at Viv* Sooooooooooo...
Yessss.....
*Plays with her hair*
Um...How are you....?
Good...you?
*coughs nervously*
There are things beyond comprehension in the multiverse Jag... Erebus is one of them. By all means, if he comes out you can try. But all you'll do is destroy my body and put him through the trouble of finding another host.
Also, keep your distance from my wife.
Wife? *The word is sour in her mouth. A sad smile.* I always thought I'd be one of those people who'd get married and then have a child...
Why? Do I worry you?
Are you that insecure?
I'm married! For heaven's sake! I have two kids. I'm not going to run off with your wife.
Sheesh Blake.
(Btw this is all Jag talking)
What happened Death? Do you want to talk about it?
*She walks up between Blake and Jag* Oi! I honestly don't know you two all too great, but seriously. If Jag tries to run off with your wife, then you can yell at him. Sorry. I have one weird-ass headache. If you haven't noticed, I haven't really been me for sometime, but I can still kick both of your butts from here to next Tuesday.
*She shakes her head at Jag* What's in the past is in the past. I'm not gonna bring up anything, especially if it could be used against me.
(Actually Jag is invincible...)
Death?
I'm a counselor. That's my job. I would never use it against you.
(And Rose can cause unimaginable pain by glaring at you.)
What?
That's funny Death.... even if you did somehow manage to beat me you'd have to deal with the other guy. And I don't mean Jag.
Can I help you?
(He can kill a Faceless One)
We can talk things through...
*She lets out a short laugh* I've had three counselors. 'We are 100% confidential. What you tell us will never be shared or used against you.'
I had to kill all three of 'em. Sold my info. Sorry, not doing it.
((Brb, dinner))
I would never do that.
Oh, Blake. *Her face becomes sweet* Have you had the pleasure of meeting Judhipor? My darkside? The one who relishes in the pain and suffering of others? She will live to come out and play. She has no regret.
Jag, no. Sorry. I cat trust authority or medical personnel.
I'm no authority. My wife is medical, not me.
So you want to hear the tortured little past of Serpine's step-daughter? The actual daughter of Baron? *A quick roll of her eyes* About the countless tortures? Assassinations? Depressions? Hopes? Dreams?
I'm sorry. My heart can't take that shit anymore.
Yes, I want to hear all of it.
No. *Her smile is tight* No.
ARMAGEDDON OUTTA HERE CAME!!!!!!!!
(That's something else I need to get when I'm down the street. Shit!))
Yes, yes I do.
I'm sure you can find files on me in every Sanctuary around the world. They all want me for something different. *She crosses her arms tightly over her chest and looks away*
(Hello...?)
*Clambers out of a nearby shadow*
Well as interesting as this all sounds I still doubt you could take on Erebus should he decide to come out and play... he can break my little temporary first seal no problem if he surfaces so you'd be facing him at 1/16 of his full godly power which was more than enough to hold off and simply play with.... I think it was eight very powerful mages. Including grand mage Zafira and the son of Valkyrie Cain.
Oh and he also brought two Asguardians, who for the record call themselves gods, to their knees with minimal effort.
Will you give me half a moment? I think I shall challenge you.
*She falls to the ground, screaming, clutching her head*
Well, that's an interesting way to start a battle.
*The darkness around Blake thickens and seeps outward to encompass a large area around him, obscuring the vision of anyone not accustomed the the dark*
*She stands up, brushing herself off with a wide grin directed to Blake* I knew she would let me play. She told me. Eventually. *She looks Blake up and down, her grin widening* Ohh... New toy.
*She taps her elbow, activating a sigil* Night vision.
Let's play then, shall we?
*His voice has become deeper and rather ominous, as if it were the darkness talking instead of the man. The cloud of shadows moves toward Judhipor, encircling her in near pitch black darkness. When Blake's voice speaks once again it seems to come from everywhere*
I find it difficult for opponents to fight when they cannot see their target... Will you prove me wrong?
(Rose is normal. Judhipor is dark side. Sil-whateverthefuckitis is True Name.))
*She lets out a giggle* Oh, it is rather easy. *She curls down into a ball and throws her arms out. Waves of blue energy erupt from her chest*
*After a moment of silence, blades of darkness whip out from all directions, slashing at Judhipor relentlessly*
Good try, but the thing your aiming for has to be on this side of the shadows, doesn't it?
((I basically said she can't beat me so then she challenged me so now we're fighting to see who's better I guess))
*She stands straighter and takes it* I have been tortured by Mevolent himself! You think this could do me harm? *She laughs softly and lifts one hand. The gravitational force around her increases. Anything that is of any weight, is pulled to the ground*
(Because I'm a total bitch who don't like that people are stronger than me))
*A hand rises from the shadow beneath her*
The one flaw in that defense is you can't have it right around you, you'd crush yourself.
*The hand grabs for her ankle to drag her to the other side*
I have practiced. Yes. I can cover half of Austria if I tried, excluding myself. *She lets out a shriek when the hand grabs her ankle. She glares down at it, sending pain through the owner*
*The hand releases her and retreats back into the darkness*
Well that's an annoying trick... but how about this?
*The darkness clears, and hundreds of Blakes are revealed standing around her*
Find the real one quickly... before they all get bored.
*She looks at them all and shrugs, smiling* Aw, why would I ruin half the fun?
Blake 1: Have it your way.
Blake 35: But remember what just one could do.
Blake 29: How will you fare against all of these?
*Various weapons appear from darkness in the hands of the clones. They begin to attack a few at a time, giving no time for a break*
*She rolls her eyes* I am stronger than a God. An Asgardian. *She pulls up her coat, black, similar to Val's. Progectile and magic resistant* Sucker.
Asguardians lack the power and immortality to be defined as gods, they are simply stronger than humans and have incredibly long lifespans.
*the clones turn to shadow, which swirls into the real Blake, leaving only him standing a few meters from Judhipor. As he slowly walks towards her, his left eye goes black*
Blake/Erebus: A true god is all powerful, and immortal. A true god fears nothing.
By your logic, I am a real God. I fear nothing. *She grins and winks* I'm just deceitful, sneakier and tactful. *She sends a glare, enough to slow him down and raises her hand. Her fingers twitch down and the pull on Blake/Erebus increases ten-fold*
*He falls to one knee, fighting the force pulling him to the ground. His voice is becoming more Erebus and less Blake by the second*
Blake/Erebus:How very funny... but that was only one part of the definition.
*As his remaining eye turns entirely black he seems to disappear, a small chuckle comes from behind Judhipor*
*She turns, keeping one hand pointed in his original direction. Her eyes are already fixed into a glare*
*He stares her straight in the eyes, giving no ground and showing no signs of pain*
So... is that the extent of your power? Disappointing.
*He grabs her by the throat, lifting her into the air*
This will be over all too soon. I wonder if Blake will make a fuss if I kill you?
*She manages a smile at him, despite not being able to breathe* Coward... I know... Who will... Make a fuss... *Her thoughts flit towards Tyler and the grin spreads. She kicks out, hitting him where the sun don't shine*
*Her foot passes through leaving a trail of darkness*
How do you plan on hitting a shadow? The only parts of me that are corporeal are the parts that need to be at any given moment.
*He tightens his grip on her throat, small barbs of darkness wiggling out of his fingers and under her skin*
*Her head starts to swim. She can't see straight. She hands trail over her arms, activating the symbols. She can't seem to find the one she's looking for*
*Her body covers with a red, pulsating layer, burning everything on the outside it comes to contact with*
*He smiles as his hand burns, dropping her to the ground and looking at his hand as fire dances across it*
Ah light... such a pitiful thing. It needs a source, something to keep it alive. Darkness needs only the absence of light to thrive, it is far more powerful in that regard.
*Shadows encase his hand, snuffing out the flame by depriving it of oxygen*
*She falls to her knees, head down, and gasps, sucking in precious oxygen. She turns her head slightly to look at him. She starts to cough, her lungs straining, not knowing what to do with the oxygen*
Now then, let's see you dance.
*He moves his fingers about as if playing an invisible piano, and the shadows beneath her skin begin to squirm violently*
(That is actually the coolest thing ever.))
*She jerks to her feet as the shadows move. Her fingers try to claw them out frantically. One moves to the front of her neck, across her windpipe, and she almost starts to gag*
GREETINGS ALENS
Sherlock: Ms. (Cant remember her name) took my skull.
Watson: so I'm filling in for your skull?
Sherlock: relax, you're doing a fine job.
:D
(Why thank you, I thought it was pretty awesome in the darkest possible way.)
*A look of twisted glee comes to his face as he watches Judhipor's suffering, his fingers move faster and faster*
Do you still consider yourself to be powerful? Do you still think you can stand up to a god? This is nowhere near my full power and yet you still fall to your knees before me.
(Hullo Dugglyn and Snowy! :D)
That's... Because you dropped me... *She stands up straighter ad whistles through her teeth. She ignored the squirming in her neck and lets out a pulse of blue energy.*
(Hi peeps!)
(YOU ARE NOW ALL CALLED ALEN
HI ALEN, ALEN AND ALEN. HOW ARE YOU THREE?)
*The pulse disrupts his form for a moment, it quickly fixes its self*
There's not a single part of me that needs to be solid right now, what can you do against an enemy you can't hit?
(AND ALEN. DIDNT SEE YOU THERE. HI)
I can simply wait until you attack again. *She smiles and twitches slightly*
Oh but I don't need to attack now, do I?
*He makes a fist then splays his hand slowly, the darkness inside her responding by forming into small beads then growing spikes*
I just need to mess with my little traps.
*She winces, closing her eyes and biting her bottom lip. Her shoulders shake*
I hate you.
*She raises her hand to her neck and creates a gravitational pull around it, drawing the spikes out*
Oh that looked like it hurt, can you still amuse me a while longer?
*He flies forward at blinding speed, aided by concentrated explosions of shadow under his feet. He begins to dash around her, a blur of movement in the shadows. Spikes of darkness begin flying at her from every direction, their tips barbed with vicious spinning blades.*
*She pulls her head under her jacket, gritting her teeth. She leaps into the air, creating a gravitational repulse between her and the ground. She taps the sigil on her wrist, healing*
You do know, that if you want me, you're coming up after me. And I can fly.
*The blur stops, Erebus seemingly gone. Then his voice comes from behind her*
Luckily, shadows weigh very very little.
*A huge war hammer formed from shadows crashes down towards her*
Unless of course you use "necromancy" as you people call it to create gargantuan masses of them, then they're rather devastating.
*looks at the comment count, which pretty much exploded after I left*
*dies*
*comes back to life and poofs*
*She hits the ground and bounces. She rolls onto her back and gives him the Bird*
Ow.
*Another tap to her wrist*
How to fight a shadow in the day? Contradictory there. If he's a shadow, there must be a body, a real entity.
*She grins and looks around while getting to her feet, looking around for this other entity*
*He appears in front of her in a swirl of shadow*
You are mistaken. I am darkness. Along with my siblings, Tartarus, the Abyss. Gaia, the Earth. Eros, Desire. And Nyx, the Night. I was one of the first beings to exist after our father Chaos. There wa no light, so I existed everywhere. Only darkness... the way it should be...
Well, you should be dead then. Long dead.
*She looks around*
Go die.
Unfortunately for you, I am a god. And gods don't die. Even if I am trapped in this form while on this Earth...
*He looks down at the body (Blake's) that he is forced to take over in order to stay in the human world*
Regardless, Blake does this little thing in fights that I happen to like.. You have one chance.
Kneel before me.
*She laughs*
You are as bad as that God you dislike, Loki. I will never kneel.
I thought as much...
*He holds his hands a few inches in front of his chest, his right hand facing down over his left hand facing up*
This is the part where I make you kneel regardless, assuming you survive.
*A small orb appears between his hands, although made entirely of darkness it seems to glow with a dark purple light*
So this random guy on quotev has gotten the idea that I like hima and
I'm trying to find a nice way to say I don't
I shall never kneel, especially to you. God, you do sound an awful lot like Loki.
*She shakes her head, already preparing for the shadow orb. She knows it's going to hurt. A lot.*
(Say:
Um, hi, I'm actually a raging lesbian. Stop bothering me. I'm not into you.))
(It has got me out a few situations... ^.^ ))
(Two kinds of people....)
(Do what Elleni says. Better idea.))
(Yep.
Smart one and fun one.))
(So are you gonna do anything about the little death orb of obliteration thingy Erebus is putting together? :L)
"I think we should kill him," Blank said. "I don't like him look at his eyebrows. They're odd. He's got odd eyebrows, and I think they might be magical. He's trying to hypnotise me with his odd, magical eyebrows."
(She was just gonna wat but I just thought of an idea... ^.^ ))
*She looks at his hands. He's using them! She grabs a knife from her boot and stabs it through his hands*
Oh yes, I'm not really here. I'm watching Sherlock and reading. Not at the same time....!
*His eyes widen in panic as the knife pierces his hands, and the orb between them. A beam of nothingness erupts from the side of the orb and it dwindles away*
(By "nothingness" I mean it's like a void, anything and everything inside that beam ((Thankfully just landscape)) is going bye-bye)
*She dives away from the beam, leaving the knife in his hands*
It worked.
*Her eyes widen and she gets back to her feet. Another knife from her coat pocket is in her hands. She laughed in shock*
Kneel.
(It's from Armageddon outta here but I didn't want to say any names or anything that people could count as spoilers.)
*He looks at the swath of land that was erased, then slowly turns to face her*
You very well could have obliterated everyone and everything in this general area. Including yourself.
...
I believe that's enough for today. You're quite skilled, I'll have you kneel when the next seal is broken.
*Shadows encircle him, when they clear Blake is laying face down on the ground, unconscious*
Ya know, I think I'm gonna be here now. I need to savoir my book. I have too much time!
*She looks at him, incredulous*
And you could've damn well killed me. But hey! Such is life. And I won't be kneeling to anyone, let alone a toy!
*She rolls her eyes and falls to the ground, screaming*
(And this is where I leave to do things coz I'm going out with a guy friend!
Tata!!))
(Let's see. When I left Dugglyn was swimming in the lake. She can't remember anything about her past. Ok.)
*after a long swim she gets out, not feeling any better*
*sits in the rock, letting the sun dry her*
*stares up at the sky*
Why? Why does everyone know their past but I can't. Though most people's past is tragic. Maybe it's a good thing I don't remember....
(Good bye Death!)
**on
It is not possible for her to sit in the rock! XD
(Oh, she can't remember anything about her past. Nothing at all. She doesn't even know why.)
*a tear rolls down her face*
*it's better not knowing. It better. Look at Silente. It's better....*
*as much as she tries to tell herself it's better she just doesn't quite believe it*
Gtg. Dinner. Don't know if I'll be back.
(Yeah Blake may be going soon too... so msd)
*He groggily pushes himself into a sitting position and looks around at the usual devastation. He flops back, staring at the sky*
I swear, not a single one of us knows how to hold back.
Hello, Midgardians.
Oh well, from what I could see Judhipor was quite a fighter. Erebus has never just stopped like that before.
*He sits up again, thinking about Erebus's words*
"When the next seal is broken" he said... he sounded so sure of himself.
Zanida: *is beside Loki, but is obviously not well* Hi, Blake.
*grabs Zanida and holds her against a tree* I told you NOT to let him test things on you. If Thor comes anywhere near us...
Zanida: He won't! We've shrouded ourselves from Heimdall, have we not?
I cannot keep him away from you. I do not doubt your fighting ability, but if he comes I cannot help.
Zanida: I understand, brother.
*lets go of her* Go back to the house. You need your strength to travel to Jodenheim.
-I stride in, a smile on my face-
Hello, all.
(Yo, what's up Tyler?))
(Hey, nm. You?)
-I look at Loki and Zanida, and the people around me-
Why is everyone so quiet?
Zanida: I'll be fine, we're going together, correct?
Yes. Tyra said they are grateful for Laufey's return, the payment they recieved for helping us.
Zanida: Should I speak to Malikith?
No, he is not a friend. The Dark Elves want what I want, which will not end well. Laufey wants revenge on Asgard, which he will have.
Zanida: Understood. *sighs* I'm very faint.
Rest. I will- *thunder* Get inside.
Zanida: I'll fight.
Then follow my lead. If I vanish you, stay where you go.
Zanida: Understood. I think Heimdall opened the Bifrost.
(Just got thrashed. Couldn't you has came on an hour earlier? I had shadows. In my neck?
OH UNIVERSE, WHY DO YOU HATE MY NECK?))
*Lays back, slowly dropping into his shadow*
Welp, time for Blake to go home, goodbye people. I'll see you all some other time
*He disappears entirely into his shadow and is gone*
(Bye everyone, sleep time for me. Full time job to wake up for in the morning.)
(Goodnight Blake!))
((You guys can jump in, I'm up for a bit.-Zaffy))
(Jump in with me, Rose. :))
-I walk up to Loki-
What's going on?
*looks up in the sky* I believe our, as in Asgard's, king is taking a visit to this meager palace.
Zanida: Translation: Thor is coming.
Right.
Thor can be quite forgiving when it comes to family.
But he appears to make an exception for you, Loki..
(Totally Rose right now)
*I stand beside Tyler, looking at Loki and Zanida*
Yeah... What's going on...?
Thor: I am here, you mean, Zanida.
Zanida: *draws lance* Go home, this is not your place.
Thor: Nor yours, Zanida, Loki.
Leave. I am not against killing you, if it were you and I.
Thor: You both swore to obey me, I am ordering your return home to Asgard.
Zanida: We're on Midgard, your word is invalid.
Thor: Is that so, Zan? I thought we were meant for each other, you said so a few weeks ago.
*She fixes her hair, cursing as it won't stay in one place*
Thor you say...?
*She giggles and steps in front of Tyler*
If he comes to hurt you, I'll take him.
*She pretends to squirt breath freshened in her mouth*
-I cross my arms, looking at Thor-
Thor: I am not fighting my wife or brother. *looks at Tyler and Rose* Do not tell me you are protecting them?
Zanida: We can be well liked.
*She looks at Thor, grinning*
It depends. I want to punch Loki in the face but I can't. He might make me.
Good idea, Silverrose, make sure Thor is not going to be so keen to return to Midgard.
Zanida: *flinches at his orders to her, not wanting her husband hurt*
-I laugh at Rose's comment-
*She mouths a swear at Loki and turns to Thor*
I-I'm sorry...
*She glares at Thor, biting her lip*
-I stand in the middle of Thor and Loki-
Break it up, ladies.
(Will be distant)
Thor: *swings Meow Meow (I'm not spelling thay name I am way too exhausted) and flies into the air sending a bolt of lighting to shock Rose*
*takes Zanida's hand* Tesseract, we're going to Jodenheim.
*Her hand raises, trembling violently, and increases the gravitational pull on the God of Thunder*
I'm sorry... I'm really sorry...
(Okay Tyler)
Thor: Then stop, Silverrose.
That cover
omg that cover
:DDDD
*She looks at Thor sadly* Thank you. I'm sorry.
((I made her, I used her true name against her.-Loki))
(Loki used the True Name)
Thor: I understand. *turns and sees Zanida and Loki*
Goodbye, brother.
Thor: *sends a bolt of lightning at Zanida, enough to send her away from Loki*
*makes Zanida disappear, and he also disappears*
Thor: Find them. They will expect me.
Thor: That is not my wish, Rose. I will not use your true name unless to contradict an order by Loki. You do not deserve to be ordered around like a servant. If you can get Zanida, Loki will come for her. Whether he knows it, he is tied to his sister.
Speak for yourself, Blake. Simply because most of you seem to have no working self control or discipline to speak if doesn't mean that no one else can hold back.
Zanida: Hello, Alastair.
Alice, you are here.
*She smiles at Thor* I'll try.
Thor: Thank you. I cannot go after them on Midgard, they will expect me. You have an extraorinary talent, use it wisely. If you need me, say so. Heimdall will open the Bifrost for me. *leaves*
*grabs Zanida's wrist, takes the Tesseract and we both travel to Jodenheim* Come on, sister.
Zanida: I am behind you.
*pulls her beside him* Beside me.
Zanida: Yes, Loki.
((I ought to go...I'm going to be gone for two days so that's why I have them in Jodenheim.-Zaffy))
*She waves at Thor*
Thanks. I'll make sure of it. You are definitely a better ruler than Loki. Continue your reign.
*She looks around, frowning*
Zanida? Where are you?
(Bye Zaf!!))
*She realises she is not in this realm*
I'll catch her later.
(Yeah, I'm going to leave. Guy friend is waiting!))
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