[hr][hr] [center][h1][color=gold]Thracius Laufey[/color] and [color=C8D5BA]Svanna Laufey[/color][/h1] [img]https://imgur.com/E5d5Cxz.gif[/img][img]https://imgur.com/nuP0MWC.gif[/img] [b]Location:[/b] The Bifrost; Nine Kingdoms. [sup][b]Interacting With:[/b] Each other, and Loki Laufey.[/sup][/center] [hr][hr] Thracius checked that he had everything he thought he would need, and was sure that through whatever means, he could seek what else he required. Although he hoped he wouldn’t have to search far for the answers he sought, and the means to free Svanna from the cruelty their Uncle was putting her through. All because of the precious, soft Midgardians. As he headed out to meet with his father and sister, Thracius summoned to his side Fenrir, the large white wolf, calm for the moment, flashing his fangs as he fell into step beside Thracius. He was pretty sure Thor would disapprove of bringing him along, and insist that the wolf be chained up. Which Thracius wasn’t about to do. Running a hand through the wolf’s fur, Thracius stopped in the entrance way, glancing about. Leaving for the Academy was only tolerable because it was something Svanna wanted. And there was the chance to cause trouble on Midgard. Dropping his things as he waited, Thracius contemplated the task ahead of him. Or rather, tasks. Free Svanna, and make sure she stayed on the right path. Touch soft, almost delicate, as she ran her fingers lovingly through the thick mane of her steed, Svanna allowed her eyes to flutter to a close, her soft lips parting ever slightly as she leant closer, pressing her forehead gently against the horse's snout. She wasn’t ready for this. Eyes opening slowly, she did her best to ignore the ever quickening beating of her heart against her rib cage. Three days… that was all they had to prepare. A mere three days. She trusted her brother… though even she had her doubts. [color=C8D5BA]“..what if I am unable to do this..?”[/color] Her voice barely more than a whisper as she spoke, she paused, taking a moment to allow the words to hang within the air before turning her head, her beautiful gaze moving to linger upon her brother’s figure as he stood apart from her, [color=C8D5BA]“..what if the choice I have made is the wrong one..?”[/color] Thracius turned his gaze to Svanna, silently studying her. Always one to doubt, or question. She lacked a certain confidence, but Thracius was hoping to change that. [color=gold]"If it is the wrong one, we can always return home. There is no choice that cannot be reversed. Well. Except the ones that involve death, of course.”[/color] He said, [color=gold]"And I doubt any of the Midgardians, even those with extra abilities, can kill us. Our biggest threat would probably be Soren, and its doubtful he’d even kill a bug.”[/color] He said, his tone rather contemptuous in regards to their cousin. [color=gold]”In any case, you are able to do this, Svanna. You are a Goddess, after all.”[/color] [color=green]“And it’s high time you started to act like it, Svanna.”[/color] Thracius flicked a glance towards their father, as he descended down the stairs, [color=green]“After all, Thor wouldn’t fear you if you weren’t a powerful Goddess in your own right.”[/color] He said, sounding quite pleased about that, [color=green]“Of course, he does tend to underestimate things. Not the brightest spark out there, my brother.”[/color] Her head lifting from where it had been rested against Sleipner’s snout, Svanna’s attention was drawn to her father as he spoke, her gaze holding his for only a moment before she lowered it to the ground between them; her voice soft and unsure as she greeted him, [color=C8D5BA]“..father…”[/color] Loki stopped at the bottom of the stairs, studying his children, [color=green]”You’ll learn and see once we are there just how different we are from the Midgardian’s, Svanna. But that doesn’t mean you should underestimate them, both of you.”[/color] He added, looking to Thracius, who resisted, barely, the urge to roll his eyes, [color=green]"Now, we should get moving. Last time I made your mother mad, it was rather unpleasant.”[/color] Thracius retrieved his belongings, laying his hand once more on Fenrir, glancing back to Svanna. It would soon be time for her to wear the rather vile contraption that would make her [i]'harmless'[/i] to the Midgardians. Thracius had hoped for the time to study it, even briefly, and figure out a way to remove it without the key. He doubted he’d get that time. [color=gold]"Ready?”[/color] Fear flickering behind her eyes at the question, her heartbeat increasing in pace, Svanna shifted awkwardly on the spot in which she stood. They all knew what he was asking. Her fingers curling lightly through the thick black mane of her faithful companion, she shook her head quickly from side to side; the animal, sensing her distress, moving about on the spot in turn, [color=C8D5BA]“..I-I cannot…”[/color] Thracius watched his sister, before sighing softly, stepping towards her, setting his bags down once more. [color=gold]"Yes, you can.”[/color] He said, his voice calm as he continued, [color=gold]"It won’t be for long, Svanna. I will get you out of it.”[/color] He promised her once more, [color=gold]”For now, we need to be seen to be cooperating.”[/color], although he rather wished it wasn’t necessary, it wasn’t something he could tell Svanna, or even let show. She wouldn’t go through with it otherwise. Eyes growing wet, her body shifting closer to that of her horse, Svanna lowered her head, once more shaking it, though vastly slower than she had before. She didn’t want to put it on- she couldn’t. The mere thought of it causing her heart to ache with the fear of what might happen should her brother fail, [color=C8D5BA]“..p-please… please do not make me do this…”[/color] [color=green]"It is not us that is making you do it, Svanna.”[/color] Loki said, a hint of anger in his voice as he regarded the distress his daughter was in. Perhaps he ought to make his brother pay for that. [color=gold]"It will be okay, Svanna.”[/color] Thracius said softly, encouraging her, [color=gold]"You wished to see how Misgard was, Svanna. Trust me… or would you rather stay home now?”[/color] Shutting her eyes tightly, her heart torn, Svanna hesitated. She wanted to go… her parents had both had a fascination with Midgard; each of them choosing to descend for one reason or another. She wanted- no, she needed to know what it was they found there… Their time with the Midgardian’s had only helped to shape them into who they were today… she needed to know if it was going to do the same for her… [color=C8D5BA]“..I-... I wish to go…”[/color] [color=gold]”Good.”[/color] Thracius said, stepping back so that their father could come forward with the silencer, glaring at the thing. Loki held the silencer up, silent himself as he approached Svanna, [color=green]"It will be uncomfortable, but try not to fight it, Svanna. With luck, you shan’t wear it long.”[/color] Glancing over at the collar, the sting of tears once more hitting her eyes, Svanna hesitated before slowly, she nodded her head in understanding. She wasn’t the first in her family to be subjected to such a thing; though she vastly different to her mother… in almost all senses. Pausing a moment longer, her gaze flicking first to her brother before turning to their father, she pulled her hands back from Sleipnir, using them to instead gather her long beautiful golden locks together in her palm as she stepped toward her father. Loki placed the silencer around Svanna’s neck, ensuring that it was secured before he stepped back, frowning slightly. The injustice of the silencer was just something else he’d have to ensure was paid back. Thracius watched as their father collared Svanna, studying what he could of the thing, thoughtful. While it locked, it did have a key, but he did wonder if there was damage to it, would it be able to stay locked? Of course, that held a danger in itself. He sighed softly, stepping back and grabbing his bags once more, watching Svanna. Her eyes shutting upon hearing the soft ‘click’ of the two ends of the collar meeting, her hands falling back to her side, Svanna held back no longer- she couldn’t. Allowing the tears to fall freely down her face as the silencer set to work. The contraption expanding up and over the lower half of her face before finally, it locked into place, leaving her stood before her father and brother quiet, and shaken; fear and pain clear behind her gaze as she looked to them both. Thracius stepped towards Svanna, shifting his bags so he could hug her, [color=gold]"I will remove it as soon as possible.”[/color] He said, wishing he had had more time to research the silencers, but they simply hadn’t been given much time to prepare, [color=gold]"You are strong, you can survive this.”[/color] Her heart breaking, wanting desperately to respond though knowing that any attempt would be futile, Svanna lifted her arms, wrapping them tightly around the back of his neck; the tears silent as they continued to roll down her cheeks. Thracius waited for a few moments, letting her cry, not wanting to be cruel. At least, not to her. He didn’t like seeing her like this, especially when he couldn’t do anything to prevent the suffering, until he’d learn how to remove the vile thing, [color=gold]"It is going to be okay. Have I lied to you before?”[/color] He said, knowing she couldn’t really answer, [color=gold]"No, and I’m not now. I’ll see you free.”[/color] Yes, he’d set her free, and then… then he’d find a way to make Thor pay.