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Svalin Thorsdottir ([info]shield_maiden) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
@ 2012-12-20 19:10:00


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Entry tags:cosmopolitan, jordan bochs, svalin

How was one supposed to feel knowing that tomorrow they would die? Svalin was fully aware that when she went into battle there was a good chance she wouldn't come back. This was different. She was going to die tomorrow. There were no doubts. It was unsettling to know death was certain, but Svalin had other things to focus on.

Her wife and son.

Today would be a day she was going to focus on them and not on tomorrow. She had the day planned out, but there was one thing she had to do before spending time with her son and wife.

She got the number from Sydney and called Jordan Bochs from Alpha Flight.



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[info]shield_maiden
2012-12-21 03:55 pm UTC (link)
"Whate'er milady wishes," she said. Svalin hugged her wife. "I doth appreciate this time and picnic."

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