[hr][hr] [center][h1][color=lime]Kallian Queen[/color], [color=ec008c]Evelina Lance-Vince[/color], [color=gold]Thracius Laufey[/color] and [color=C8D5BA]Svanna Laufey[/color][/h1] [img]https://i.imgur.com/bxtpboU.gif[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/dlNouz1.gif[/img][img]https://imgur.com/E5d5Cxz.gif[/img][img]https://imgur.com/nuP0MWC.gif[/img] [b]Location:[/b] The Academy grounds [sup][b]Interacting With:[/b] Each other, Loki Laufey and Thor Odinson[/sup][/center] [hr][hr] As a rather excited and loud Midgardian approached them, Thracius stared at them with contempt, unable to figure out why they were approaching in such a manner. Were Midgardians even more mentally deranged then he had been led to believe? About to tell her to stay back, Thracius found himself rather suddenly holding the female. Slightly disgusted and wondering how she dare launch herself at him, Thracius made to push her away, unable to understand just what she wanted, as the weather changed in an instant. Pausing, he let out an exasperated sigh. All show, loud and attention seeking. Of course it would be his Uncle and cousin. He waited out the theatrics, the female still in his arms. Or more accurately the female was practically laying against his chest. What was he meant to do with… it? As the arrogance that was Thor and Soren faded, Thracius looked down at her, raising an eyebrow as if to demand an answer as to why she decided to lean against him. The female seemed to be rather enjoying herself, despite the effects he figured the squishy Midgardian felt from his Uncle and cousin’s follies. She had felt safe? Thracius frowned. He wasn’t meant to make anyone feel safe. And definitely not a Midgardian. [color=gold]”Yes. Well I’m not foolish enough to succumb to my extended families idiocies.”[/color] [color=lime]”Yeah. Buncha jerks...”[/color] Kallian honestly agreed, looking over to where she had last seen Thor and the younger man, though the boy seemed to be going off on his own now. Strange. Shaking her head, she righted her gaze back on the family, though more directly at the blonde boy. She suddenly became very aware that she was standing with gods - the particular hot gaze of Loki on the back of her head becoming more and more apparent the longer she just stood there. Okay… maybe this wasn’t her smartest idea. [color=lime]”Anyway, I’m sorry. I just wanted some kind of direction here.”[/color] she continued. Gods liked feeling superior, right? [color=lime]”One of you lot has to be in charge or something, yeah? They’d be stupid not to.”[/color] Thracius wasn’t sure what to make of this female… He approved of the comment she had on his Uncle and cousin, but was sure that it wouldn’t last, especially if Soren sucked up to the Midgardians. A pity, really. He flicked a glance to his father, as if for guidance, suddenly unsure. Although he wasn’t sure on the reason for both the glance and the insecurity. [color=gold]”We only just arrived, I assure you I do not spend my time wondering what Midgardians are doing, nor do I care enough to understand this… direction you seem to need”[/color] He replied to the female, still wondering why Midgardian’s always seemed to need direction. Eve watched her friend talking with the blond, deciding that kallian had this. While the boy seemed arrogant- and really, child of a god, it was to be expected- she was sure that Kallian could wear him down. She flicked a glance to Loki, smirking slightly. If the father could be distracted, Kallian would have a better chance. She nodded towards the girl who seemed to have some sort of binding on her, [color=ec008c]”What she do? Speak back one too many times?”[/color] . [color=lime]”Now hold u- Eve!”[/color] Kallian’s mouth dropped at the blatant remark that spouted from her friends mouth. Really, she was just going to ignore it. But Eve? Why would she? Of course not. Just wow. But then it dawned on her… what Eve really was doing. She was helping, in her own little Eve way. Kallian’s shocked expression almost turned into a smile. Eyes widening slightly, the Midgardian’s words catching her off guard, Svanna couldn’t help but to stare at her with a mixture of indignation and distress. Was that what people would think of her..? Her eyes once more growing wet, she dropped her beautiful gaze down to rest upon her injured wrist, her shoulders hunching slightly as though trying to hide herself away from the two girls interacting with her family. Maybe travelling to Midgard had been a bad idea after all… Loki, while annoyed, was deciding to take the backseat of things while his son seemed to handle the situation. He would never admit it, but he was rather proud of Thracius for the way he was handling things. But the jibe from the blonde about his daughter had the trickster’s black eyes piercing into Evelina. His nostrils flared and his bony hands tightened into fists. If this was to be how his daughter, a goddess, was to be treated here on Midguard, then perhaps it wasn’t the place for her. [b]”You dare slip your tongue to your superiors?”[/b] Loki asked, threateningly calm. Kallian picked up on his tone straight-away, a tone she had seen politicians use on a daily basis as a sort of warning before shit hit the fan. [color=lime]”Uh… God. I’m so sorry. Eve… she had an aneurysm recently. Hasn’t been the same since…”[/color] Kallian gave Evelina a warning look. [color=lime]”Evie, I think it’s time for your medicine, honey…”[/color] Thracius frowned, studying the two Midgardians. For a moment, he’d been mildly amused by the females antics. And it seemed she’d just been getting fired up. It would have been amusing to tear her down. At her companions words however, Thracius turned his gaze to her, angered at such an assumption. It seemed however that his father was taking care of it. As Kallian’s shouted Eve, she grinned. She stood easily, confidence radiated from her, as she addressed the god. [color=ec008c]”Oh, I’m sorry Mr Laufey, I didn’t realise you were my superior.”[/color] She said, giving a deep and rather exaggerated curtsy, [color=ec008c]”When did you conquer earth? I swear I remember learning about failed attempts, but I never really did listen well in school, or to my mothers lectures.”[/color] She flashed another grin at Kallian, [color=ec008c]”Nah, i took it before.”[/color] turning her gaze from them, unconcerned she looked over the silenced girl. She seemed distressed, uncomfortable, hurt and maybe a little afraid. Evelina didn’t like that, one bit. Was she treated badly? Given all that she knew of Loki, and what she’d seen of his son, he was just the same, it seemed likely that the girl didn’t have all that good a life… And she was hurt. The way she held her arm… ignoring the others, Eve stepped towards her, saying softly [color=ec008c]”I’m sorry if my comment upset you… you’re hurt? I have some medical knowledge… gods know I needed it growing up! Can I have a look? Maybe I can splint it or something.”[/color] the thought that a god could get hurt, even a child god was odd to her, but she’d still try and help. Thracius made a slightly threatening sound as Eve stepped closer to Svanna, which Eve ignored. Her gaze lifting to watch the girl as she approached; Svanna shifted nervously on the back of the horse. These females were strange; the one brave, or perhaps even foolish enough more so than the other. Unsure of how she was supposed to respond, if at all, she turned her head, her beautiful gaze flicking to meet with that of her father; seeking his guidance in the matter as she cradled her injured wrist closer against her stomach. Okay. Things were going South very fast. Maybe Eve could be Eve around regular people… but with people who actually believed themselves to be better than them? Well technically they were. Can’t get much higher than a god. Kallian shook her head at her friends expense, her mind desperately trying to think. The two girls were out of sync - that much was clear. It felt as though no time at all had happened when she first saw Eve but now… now the reality was setting in. Time [i]was[/i] spent apart. Their chemistry was off. Loki’s lip twitched. And before he even had a chance to think on things, snapped his hand up, projecting a magical force from his palm to knock Eve back a few steps. Kallian jumped and ran to her friend, using whatever part of her body that she could to keep Eve upright. [b]”It would be unwise to test my patience, mortal. There are ways around this treaty we’ve a.ll been trapped into. Do not make a point to rush the inevitable.”[/b] The way the girl looked to her father, as if for permission, didn’t sit well with Eve. She was about to say something as she reached towards the girl, seeming to be unperturbed by the horse she was on, despite the fact it had eight legs. Was it a type of spider horse? She didn’t get much further than that before she was pushed back by some force. She stumbled backwards, and would have fallen if not for Kallian. [color=ec008c]”No offense, but death is inevitable.”[/color] She said as she regained her footing, not getting any further than that as the arrival of Thor interrupted her. [b]”Brother!”[/b] The thundering voice had Kallian’s attention shifting towards the God of Thunder as he casually walked up to their little awkward party. He didn’t seem angered, or even remotely having a clue as to what was going on. He actually seemed rather… happy… Sighing, Eve once more tried to step towards the girl, intent on helping her. Maybe with the distraction that was Thor, she could do so. Finally closing the distance, Thor gave his brother a warm, glowing smile followed by a firm clasp on his shoulder. [b]”How fares thee?”[/b] Loki’s demeanor shifted into something that Kallian could only describe as a0 stealthy, asshole cat waiting to strike. She half expected claws to grow from his fingernails. Though… side by side… Loki always seemed to be big, powerful and imposing. But next to Thor… who was supposed to be the good guy here… the God of Mischief looked like a soggy twig. [b]”You know [i]exactly[/i] how.”[/b] Loki hissed, ripping his shoulder out of Thor’s grasp and stalking off, trying to put as much distance between himself and his brother. Thor stood there awkwardly (though maybe not to him), watching Loki disengage from the encounter. [b]”Same as ever, I see…”[/b] Thor put his hands on his hips, looking then to the brother-sister duo. He gave them a brief nod of acknowledgement before heading off after Loki. Thracius laid a hand on Fenrir’s head, the big wolf growling softly. He glowered at his Uncle, wishing he could do more to the spiteful man. As his father walked off, Thracius contemplated following, but stayed by Svanna’s side, pleased when Thor walked off as well. He doubted he could be civil towards the man responsible for Svanna’s distress. Turning his attention away from that, Thracius turned back towards his sister. [color=lime]”So…”[/color] Kallian shifted her weight. [color=lime]”Thanksgiving must be fun…”[/color] Thracius had forgotten the Midgardians, and he glanced towards the one that had spoken. They were like annoying little gnats, but he had to give her a grudging respect for still being around. He stared at her a moment, as if waiting for an explanation, [color=gold]”We do not give thanks for giving…. I do not know why it would be fun.”[/color] Kallian gave the blonde a side-ways glance, judging him for a moment before giving him her full attention. [color=lime]”There’s food.”[/color] Thracius frowned, the female was making no sense… what did food have to do with giving? He stared at her a moment more, [color=gold]”So you give food, is that what the thanks is for?”[/color] [color=lime]”Well I don’t know about you, but I’m always thankful for food. Food is life. Me and food? We go waaay back.”[/color] Eve decided not to interrupt Kallian with the blond, instead she focused on the girl, [color=ec008c]”I can help you… your wrist right? Make it more comfortable.”[/color] she encouraged the girl to accept her help, giving her a smile. Tearing her gaze from her father’s retreating figure, her attention drawn back to the one speaking to her once more, Svanna froze. What was she to do..? Would the girl only seek to injure her further..? Hesitant, seeking out her father’s guidance once more, she stared after him, watching for a moment as he seemed to argue with their uncle. He had always made it clear; Midgardian’s weren’t to be trusted… they were to be ruled over. A pathetic race without cause or reason. The pain in her wrist bringing her thoughts back to the current situation, Svanna shut her eyes, doing her best to wait it out before she opened them, the girl once more in her line of vision. He would not like it- would not approve; at least, he would not approve that she knew of, and her brother-... Not wishing to burden him as he mingled with the other Midgardian, her body once again shifting where she sat, Svanna reluctantly moved her arm, holding her injured wrist out for the strange woman to look at. Thracius simply couldn’t understand the meaning of it all... he knew Midgardians were strange, and eccentric, but he hadn’t thought they’d be this confounding. [color=gold]”So, you give food and you are thankful for it because food is life. You Midgardians worship food?”[/color] Kallian giggled, shifting her weight to the opposite foot once more and stuffed her hands into the back of her jeans narrow pockets. [color=lime]”Well I don’t speak for all… ‘Midgardians,’ but I most certainly do!”[/color] Thracius frown deepened. [color=gold]”You worship food… and yet you eat it… isn’t that blasphemy?”[/color] [color=lime]”Hey, I don’t question your religion - or eight-legged horses - don’t question mine.”[/color] As the girl once more seemed to seek permission, Eve frowned. She wanted to tell the girl that it would be alright, but couldn’t help but think that if the girl had been this conditioned, she probably wouldn’t believe mere words. Finally the girl offered her her hand, and Eve gently began to examine it. Having had her fair share of broken bones, she figured she could do something for her. [color=ec008c]”Can probably splint it, till the healers can be found.”[/color] she said, looking around for anything she could use, [color=ec008c]”Didn’t think Gods could get broken bones, but ya learn something every day.”[/color] well aware that the girl couldn’t really respond, Eve still spoke, wanting to try and put her at ease. [b]”Thracius! Svanna!”[/b] Loki shouted, keeping his eyes fixated on his brother but addressing his children. [b]”We’re leaving!”[/b] He gave no clue as to whether he meant for good, or just the area, before once more breaking off from Thor in whatever direction came to him first. Jumping slightly, the mere sound of her father’s voice causing her head to snap back to his figure, Svanna lowered her gaze, her head nodding lightly, the only sign that she had both heard and understood his words. They were leaving… however, whether it was to remove themselves from the Midgardian’s, or to return once more to their homeland was unclear to even her. Hesitant, clearly torn though knowing that disobeying her father was certainly out of the question, she turned her glance down to the girl holding onto her hand, the young Goddess slowly extracting it from out of her grip, bringing it back against her stomach with sad eyes before she gently nudged her heel into Sleipnir’s side, urging him to move as she made off after her father, leaving the group behind. [color=gold]”I was merely trying to unders- “[/color] Thracius found himself cut off by his father’s shout, and found himself strangely disappointed- he still did not understand this giving of thanks. And if he was going to conquer the Midgardians, he would need to understand them. That, he knew, had been his father’s mistake. He turned away from the Midgardian, and towards his father, noting his sister was already moving towards him. [color=lime]”I’ll explain it to you another time, handsome.”[/color] Kallian winked. Eve frowned, wanting to stop the girl from going off- at least to help her with her hand- but she was already gone. Turning to Kallian, she said [color=ec008c]”We have to help that girl.”[/color] Looking back to Eve, still a bit annoyed as to how things had gone, her feelings were put aside at her comment. [color=lime]”Why? You think something janky is going on?”[/color] [color=ec008c]”Something’s not right… “[/color] Eve said, looking after the girl on her Spider-horse, and deciding she’d do whatever she could to find out what.