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Rikive jumped when things quickly turned for the worst once the lawman and the messenger saw one another. Obviously they knew one another and more apparent, there was quite a lot of bad blood between them. She remained still, not wanting to add to the tension by drawing her own weapon but when the messenger snapped back at the man it seemed the situation would only become worse.
Rikive gritted her teeth as Parael spoke and started to take off her jacket, her light hazel eyes flicking between the two of them with a scowl. “Parael is right. Cease thy squabbling! We hast a large enough axe hanging ov'r our heads without fighting amongst ourselves!” She said, gripping her jacket in hand tightly and holing it as though she was about to throw it.
“Or doth thou require time outs. I believe Parael has appropriate furniture for such occasions.” She finished, her gaze split between watching the man with the gun and the Berserker. At least she wasn’t the only one that wasn’t fond of Flint the lawman. She was still sore at him for arresting her after the incident with her duel with that obnoxious human.
The mortal had agreed to it, she still maintained she was well within her rights to have beaten him like she had.
Rikive gritted her teeth as Parael spoke and started to take off her jacket, her light hazel eyes flicking between the two of them with a scowl. “Parael is right. Cease thy squabbling! We hast a large enough axe hanging ov'r our heads without fighting amongst ourselves!” She said, gripping her jacket in hand tightly and holing it as though she was about to throw it.
“Or doth thou require time outs. I believe Parael has appropriate furniture for such occasions.” She finished, her gaze split between watching the man with the gun and the Berserker. At least she wasn’t the only one that wasn’t fond of Flint the lawman. She was still sore at him for arresting her after the incident with her duel with that obnoxious human.
The mortal had agreed to it, she still maintained she was well within her rights to have beaten him like she had.
Oh Jesus
Wait, sorry
Oh Allfather XD
Wait, sorry
Oh Allfather XD
Parry isn't heartless.
Just vain as a peacock!
You can have her chilling in the basement if you want, or one of the rooms in Parael's apartment.
EDIT: Just remembered you work for the Mummy lol. Scratch that!
Inviting the enemy into our base! How could you!?
XD
Rikive turned to face Parael when he emerged from his closet, pulling her hair out from the back of the dark brown leather motorcycle jacket. She grinned despite the grave situation, Parael always managed to get her to laugh with his antics. “Thou art...ridiculous.” She chuckled, tugging down the hem of the black tanktop she had put on. The smell of leather was a comforting one, though she knew that the jacket was no replacement for proper armor. At least she was wearing pants now, much more appropriate for fighting.
“We are at war, not going to one of those...places with the deafening music and wild humping of dancers.” She said, making a face at the thought of such places. “Why is it bad if he were to know what you are?” She asked, pulling her hair back from her face and running her fingers through it before starting to braid it.
“If you were to...come out of ‘retirement’ as you have called it, would you not be powerful enough to turn him to dust?” Her braid finished she tied it in place with a ribbon she got from one of the shirts Parael threw at her. Rikive placed her hands on her hips, a frown on her fair face.
In some ways it was frustrating that Parael refused to come to his full power as the ancient being he was. If he did this whole mess would be over and done with all the more sooner. Though she was the daughter of a Norse god and a Light Elf, she was still rather young and not nearly as powerful as either of her parents or Parael could potentially be.
Her attention shifted to the sound of someone banging upon the front door, her hand gripping the hilt of her sword. Of course an enemy wouldn’t likely knock, but she was on edge and didn’t want to take chances. “I will answer it.” The conversation on the topic wasn’t over for her and when they were alone again she would bring it up.
“We are at war, not going to one of those...places with the deafening music and wild humping of dancers.” She said, making a face at the thought of such places. “Why is it bad if he were to know what you are?” She asked, pulling her hair back from her face and running her fingers through it before starting to braid it.
“If you were to...come out of ‘retirement’ as you have called it, would you not be powerful enough to turn him to dust?” Her braid finished she tied it in place with a ribbon she got from one of the shirts Parael threw at her. Rikive placed her hands on her hips, a frown on her fair face.
In some ways it was frustrating that Parael refused to come to his full power as the ancient being he was. If he did this whole mess would be over and done with all the more sooner. Though she was the daughter of a Norse god and a Light Elf, she was still rather young and not nearly as powerful as either of her parents or Parael could potentially be.
Her attention shifted to the sound of someone banging upon the front door, her hand gripping the hilt of her sword. Of course an enemy wouldn’t likely knock, but she was on edge and didn’t want to take chances. “I will answer it.” The conversation on the topic wasn’t over for her and when they were alone again she would bring it up.
Meh, you can edit and have her follow Parry upstairs to converse there while we wait for the others to join in!
Oh yay! Thank you! :D
Okay posted! I think that's the shortest starter post I've ever done @~@ I blame the coffee for not kicking in, I hope it's enjoyable to read at least
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