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skald_iona ([info]skald_iona) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
@ 2012-03-17 01:25:00


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Entry tags:halbjorn, iona

Lights, Camera...
A movie set wasn't at all what she had been expecting. Then again, the Asgardian hadn't had *any* point of reference to start with. The set, the cameras, the number of people walking around - it had been magical and at the same time overwhelming. She had wanted to stay out of the way, despite Hal's reassurances that she was welcome and was doing her best to stay close to the Prince without getting in the way of the dozens of people, all of whom seemed to be in a hurry. Scrambling a few steps to keep from getting hit by a golf cart, she almost slammed right into Hal's back, "...is it always so...frantic?" It seemed a world away from home. Oh wait...



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[info]skald_iona
2012-03-17 06:54 am UTC (link)
A dark shadow passed over his face. "...it is true, he has performed great deeds...is well schooled and pleasing to the eye...he says all the right things when expected and has never shown any sign of being anything but what he is....." but the doubt was clear on her face... "but there is something...no one else seems to notice, my mother is quite pleased by both him and his mother, as is my father and both are far wiser than i but there is.....*something* ill about him, something....dark. malicious. I have no better words....am I mad??"

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[info]stone_bear
2012-03-17 07:04 am UTC (link)
He can't help it. He laughs - for a few moments, before he's able to bring himself back to words.

"Truly? Thou'rt asking one cursed with the madness if thou'rt mad for seeing dark shadows? Nay, by any comparison I hath right to make, thou'rt as right as spring rains. Mayhap thine skald's vivid imaginings art carrying thee away... or mayhap thou hast some deeper understanding... something gleaned from barely remembered tales. I know not, and know not how to counsel thee beyond this... all mine life ist lived in instinct. Mine passions wilt exact a heavy toll from me... but they art yet mine truest guide, and all I hath when sense abandons me. So how canst I counsel another to ignore their gut, not believe what their instincts tell them. If thou'rt seeing something dark and ill... I would advise thee caution... and shouldst thou ask it, I wilt protect thee in all ways I am able."

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[info]skald_iona
2012-03-17 04:50 pm UTC (link)
She frowned as he laughed at her before looking somehwat mollified by his explenation...but while his offer of protection to protect her was touching...it didn't help her with her current dilema.

"You have a kind and gentle heart...but it is not your duty or responsiblity to stand as my champion, espicially when i am not convinced 'tis anything more then just girlhood apprehension. I would have no ill come to you by my fate, Halbjorn.."

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[info]stone_bear
2012-05-14 08:54 pm UTC (link)
"I hath neither kindness nor anything gentle to me. Only love of mine home, and a duty to defend it wonders. And truly, thy voice, and thy heart art among them. Surely as I wouldst ... and wilt... die for Asgard, thou hast but to ask, and I wilt stand as champion whether tis my responsibility or not."

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