Svalin Thorsdottir (shield_maiden) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2011-05-31 18:10:00

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bram harker, cosmopolitan, eiltin, halbjorn, inactive - andy walters, inactive - dawn roberts, inactive - grace danvers, inactive - sigurdur, marlow, npc - avery crittenden, plot-"tdrok: night of the vampires", svalin

Svalin was stretched out on one of the large couches in the rec room of the main building and was trying hard to enjoy sitting still. Her feet and ankles had started to swell and her wife wasn't going to let her do much besides sit and put her feet up as much as she could. Svalin had tried to argue but it didn't get her anywhere except sitting on the couch with her feet up.

She sighed and looked at the television. To Kill a Mockingbird was on and Svalin was still waiting for the killing to start. Why was kill in the title if there was no killing in it? It didn't make much sense to her, but it was one of her wife's favorite movies and Svalin would watch it.

Svalin focused on the television and was surprised by the sudden kick. She gasped and reflexively put her hand on her stomach.

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	dark_of_winter 2011-06-03 01:31 am UTC (link)
	The clothing was a bit tight, but not wholly uncomfortable. Somehow, he though Lady Vernique was enjoying this. "Where dost thou wish to eat, Lady Vernique?" Sigurdur asks, wondering whose hall they would feast in tonight. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	butterflybullet 2011-06-03 01:41 am UTC (link)
	"I know a fun little place on Olive Street. The food is delicious. I've gotten us a taxi." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dark_of_winter 2011-06-03 01:52 am UTC (link)
	"What ist a taxi?" Sigurdur asks, unfamiliar with the word. He did like the sound of a street filled with olives, even if it did seem a bit strange, though. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	butterflybullet 2011-06-03 02:07 am UTC (link)
	"It comes from the word taximeter. It's an electronic devices that calculates distances in order to charge people money. They put them in cars, and those cars are called taxis, or cabs, or taxicabs." Vernique will lead him out and down the path to the gates where she has arranged for one of said cars. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

dark_of_winter
2011-06-03 02:12 am UTC (link)

Sigurdur follows Vernique, interested to see the steed she'd hired to ferry them this evening. When he lays eyes upon the cab, he walks around it, inspecting it from different angles.

"Where art the horses?" he asks suspiciously. This seemed like magic and he wanted to be certain it was safe before he allowed Lady Vernique to get in.

So it was that Sigurdur lifted the cab over his head, seeking the horses and to find out how it would work. He inspected the underbelly of the vehicle, likely to the shock of the driver.

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	butterflybullet 2011-06-03 02:18 am UTC (link)
	"Sigurdur, put it down very carefully, please, so you don't frighten the poor man or damage his property. The work of the horses is done by a device inside the car. It's a standard Midgard operation that I've been in thousands of times," she chides gently -- very gently. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dark_of_winter 2011-06-04 02:12 am UTC (link)
	The horses were /inside/ the vehicle? How was that possible? The humans were capable of magic, he knew, but this? This bore investigation...later. He sets the car down slowly, as commanded, and looked to Lady Vernique. "As thou wishes, milady." he says,opening the door and trying to be mindful of his strength. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	butterflybullet 2011-06-04 03:38 am UTC (link)
	Vernique will smile at him appreciatively as she gets in, and then smile a little apologetically at the surprised cab driver, as she gives him the address and a good deal of cash in advance. "Excuse us. He's New." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dark_of_winter 2011-06-05 01:11 am UTC (link)
	Sigurdur does not wish to correct Vernique while she speaks, so he waits until she is done before leaning over to whisper to her. "Lady Vernique...I art twenty and five years. I art not new." Sigurdur says gently. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	butterflybullet 2011-06-05 05:49 am UTC (link)
	Vernique giggles. "My apologies, Sigurdur," she whispers back. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dark_of_winter 2011-06-05 08:41 pm UTC (link)
	Sigurdur seems enchanted by all of the city lights during their drive and remains silent unless spoken to. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	butterflybullet 2011-06-05 08:44 pm UTC (link)
	Vernique just watches and enjoys the expression on his face. When they get there, she'll see to any remaining money with the driver and then wait for him to get her door. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dark_of_winter 2011-06-06 12:59 am UTC (link)
	Once they arrive, Sigurdur exits the vehicle and does a visual sweep of the area, making sure there are no threats to Lady Vernique's person about. Then, he'll go and open her door, once again careful not to damage the vehicle. "The coast is fortified, Lady Vernique." Sigurdur says, trying out the human turn of phrase. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

butterflybullet
2011-06-06 01:28 am UTC (link)

Vernique chuckles. "Clear. We usually say clear." And she'll take his arm as they head into the restaurant. It's a casual place, as she didn't want to overwhelm him, or have him in the wrong outfit. The menus are rather lengthy. Even though this is L.A., and the Defenders have been around for a while, there are some stares at the huge guy and tiny girl. As they're seated, Vernique asks for fruit juice.

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dark_of_winter
2011-06-06 02:25 am UTC (link)

"Ale, please." Sigurdur requests.

"Would you like pale ale, dark ale or amber ale?" the waiter asks.

"What ale dost thou recommend, my friend?" Sigurdur asks.

"I prefer darker ales myself." the man replies.

"Dark ale it is." Sigurdur tells him, looking to Vernique.

"Why art these people staring at us, Lady Vernique? They hath seen a man of Asgard before, in Halbjorn. Have I done aught amiss?" he asks.

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	butterflybullet 2011-06-06 02:27 am UTC (link)
	"No, you're fine. They're just still not as jaded to it around here." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dark_of_winter 2011-06-06 11:05 pm UTC (link)
	"Ah. Well, I art glad they art not coveting my company this eve. I may hast to convince them to look elsewhere for a companion as fetching as mine." Sigurdur smiles. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	butterflybullet 2011-06-07 12:21 am UTC (link)
	"Well aren't you sweet," she says, preening. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dark_of_winter 2011-06-07 02:56 am UTC (link)
	"Tell me, milady: dost thou often come to halls such as this to take meals? What ist good here?" Sigurdur asks. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	butterflybullet 2011-06-07 03:10 am UTC (link)
	"I'm going to get the fish, but you might like the steak." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

nextgen_vampire
2011-06-07 03:23 am UTC (link)

Unlike that fool, Dracula, Frost isn't about to engage Asgardians directly. He has other foes to deal with far more personal, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have his own minions and his own agenda. As well as his own ways of gaining influence in the affairs of the gods.

"Go." he tells the lesser vampires he's swayed to his control. "Occupy the Asgardian, be cautious. Try to turn the female if you can, if you are unable, injure her, infect her - she is important to one of the foes of the first. Once someone bites her, retreat, whatever the results."

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	nextgen_vampire 2011-06-07 03:24 am UTC (link)
	Dozens of lesser vampires crash through the glass windows, most heading towards the couple, a few distracted by other occupants. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

dark_of_winter
2011-06-08 02:05 am UTC (link)

Sigurdur hears the glass smash and his head snaps in the direction of the disturbance. When he sees the creatures coming toward them, he stands up, grasping the table in one hand and swinging it at the on coming vampires.

"Lady Vernique! Get to safety! I wilt cover thy retreat!" Sigurdur says, cursing his stupidity.

He would not leave his weapon at home again after tonight.

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	butterflybullet 2011-06-11 01:27 am UTC (link)
	"Sigurdur, we've got a lot of civilians around here," Vernique says as semi-compliantly scrambles away from the table and gets further behind him as she starts shrinking. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

nextgen_vampire
2011-06-11 02:54 am UTC (link)

The first few are knocked aside by the table, but get back up as others swarm, the majority trying to fence Sigurdr in, others looking for ways to get past him and closer to Vernique. A few get clever, finding just about anything not nailed down, and using minor super human strength to launch tables, chairs, knives... whatever they can manage.

A couple hear the conversation, and start towards some of the civilians to try and draw the pair out to defend the other people.