Queen of Asgard: As the Dust Settles | Open(ish) RP
Freyja stood now, slightly unsteady as she stepped out of the room. There was too much tension between the royal family; too much sadness and too much that had broken. She stepped away, out into…
((Not a post, but guys … if Heimdall’s not coming and I just used up loads of magic on Mjolnir, how am I getting home?))
((SLEIPNIR))
[and you just killed me]
fuck me sideways …
i-am-the-firechild replied to your post: i-am-the-firechild started following you I am…
…Well that’s the first time anyone’s apologized for being an inconvenience, I suppose you’re all right.
I just … saw you talking to people I know, so I was curious.
damn it, Robert.
Why you so SASSY.
I really admire people who play OCs. Because they came up that person’s personality, traits, relationships, ect. That really doesn’t seem like an easy thing to do, and it takes creativity. I see people that refuse to rp with them, and I just don’t understand that at all. Because I think you guys are totally awesome, and deserve a medal or something.
I wish this was true for more people so HARD.
Girls who post pictures of actors with other women and comment “Get off my man, bitch”.
You’re going to come? Really? I’ll tell Piper.
Oh, I don’t know about that, Summer. I have quite a talent for losing words. I’m not quite as eloquent as my mother.
*mutters* Your mother is going to murder me when this is over …
I’ll just have to keep a tag on you then. Do you know what I am, Sleipnir?
Uh, a woman?
…
Unless you’re a man, which is totally okay by the way. Like, no offense if you are a man.
*rolling eyes* I’m an empath. I can read your emotions. That’s what I mean by tag. I’m asking your permission to monitor your emotions so I can know if I make a mistake … or if you’re in a uncomfortable situation.
Oh. Well, okay then. I don’t think it can hurt. But can you take it off once we’re done with the outing?
I don’t know how I feel with somebody knowing my emotions all the time.
I can stop being conscious of you, yes. Don’t worry about it.
Let’s go have fun!
Well, mother is very nice. Just… not to most people. Anywhere.
Um, since you are certain you are worried you don’t want to do something you don’t like and don’t want to go. You don’t have to, I don’t want to force you into something.
You’re pleading, aren’t you. I’ll tell you what: I’ll come along, if you and Piper promise to let me drive you. New York cab drivers can be a bit …
And you have to promise if I say something that makes you uncomfortable, /tell/ me. In words. Don’t just look embarrassed.
You’re going to come? Really? I’ll tell Piper.
Oh, I don’t know about that, Summer. I have quite a talent for losing words. I’m not quite as eloquent as my mother.
*mutters* Your mother is going to murder me when this is over …
I’ll just have to keep a tag on you then. Do you know what I am, Sleipnir?
Uh, a woman?
…
Unless you’re a man, which is totally okay by the way. Like, no offense if you are a man.
*rolling eyes* I’m an empath. I can read your emotions. That’s what I mean by tag. I’m asking your permission to monitor your emotions so I can know if I make a mistake … or if you’re in a uncomfortable situation.
I shouldn’t, it would be rude to ignore you!
…I mean, if you really don’t mind. I hate to leave you out.
All gods know, Sleipnir, you didn’t inherit that sweet disposition from either parent. *pats his shoulder* I would like to come, but I’m really pretty worried I’ll do something you won’t like.
Well, mother is very nice. Just… not to most people. Anywhere.
Um, since you are certain you are worried you don’t want to do something you don’t like and don’t want to go. You don’t have to, I don’t want to force you into something.
You’re pleading, aren’t you. I’ll tell you what: I’ll come along, if you and Piper promise to let me drive you. New York cab drivers can be a bit …
And you have to promise if I say something that makes you uncomfortable, /tell/ me. In words. Don’t just look embarrassed.
You’re going to come? Really? I’ll tell Piper.
Oh, I don’t know about that, Summer. I have quite a talent for losing words. I’m not quite as eloquent as my mother.
*mutters* Your mother is going to murder me when this is over …
I’ll just have to keep a tag on you then. Do you know what I am, Sleipnir?
Bless, honey, I’m sure you have more years than I do, but that doesn’t change the fact that I’d rather not try to hold off your father’s magic with mine. Or that age is more than the body.
And begging my way into an outing … is something I stopped doing a long time ago. I won’t go where I’m not wanted.
My father is a horse and doesn’t possess any- oh, you mean my mother. Sorry. Got a bit confused there. If you are sure- you know the invitation stands.
*facepalm*
Love, you’d break my heart. Go have fun with someone your parent trusts, and don’t worry about me.
I shouldn’t, it would be rude to ignore you!
…I mean, if you really don’t mind. I hate to leave you out.
All gods know, Sleipnir, you didn’t inherit that sweet disposition from either parent. *pats his shoulder* I would like to come, but I’m really pretty worried I’ll do something you won’t like.
Well, mother is very nice. Just… not to most people. Anywhere.
Um, since you are certain you are worried you don’t want to do something you don’t like and don’t want to go. You don’t have to, I don’t want to force you into something.
You’re pleading, aren’t you. I’ll tell you what: I’ll come along, if you and Piper promise to let me drive you. New York cab drivers can be a bit …
And you have to promise if I say something that makes you uncomfortable, /tell/ me. In words. Don’t just look embarrassed.
