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asgardeventide2012-03-11 06:39 pm
traitors) wrote in asgardeventide2012-03-11 06:39 pm
video.
[ for several long moments, the feed is dark, the only sound that of distant, muffled breathing, labored and painful-sounding. at last, though, there's a low, wheezing laugh, which trails off into silence. ]
Asgard. They call this Asgard! What folly! [ the laughter again, high and amused and touched with hysteria. ] This is but a pale mockery. Even so, I am impressed, I should say, by the lengths its creators have gone to.
[ the darkness recedes at last as fabric rustles and the video turns on, and the curve of a pale, thin face is revealed, eyes wide and poison-green, fever-bright. there's a smile fixed on the seemingly young man's face, wide and sharp and vicious. ] The Allfather's house. [ he lifts a slender hand, one long finger crooking over his lips as if it's all some private joke. ] Oh, my, even in fake Asgards, it seems monsters must be watched.
[ there's a pause, and he steps back, revealing that though fine-boned and slender, he's dressed in armor. he spreads his arms, dipping into a mocking bow. ]
Loki, called Laufeyson-- [ there's a very brief falter at the surname, but then he continues, rising again and tutting. ] --and I am really very disappointed in my imposter. Simply going along with what the Aesir are doing? How dull.
[ he reaches out as if to turn off the video, then pauses briefly, smile taking on a wicked hint. ]
Then again, I suppose that's why he's the imposter.
[ and it ends. ]
Asgard. They call this Asgard! What folly! [ the laughter again, high and amused and touched with hysteria. ] This is but a pale mockery. Even so, I am impressed, I should say, by the lengths its creators have gone to.
[ the darkness recedes at last as fabric rustles and the video turns on, and the curve of a pale, thin face is revealed, eyes wide and poison-green, fever-bright. there's a smile fixed on the seemingly young man's face, wide and sharp and vicious. ] The Allfather's house. [ he lifts a slender hand, one long finger crooking over his lips as if it's all some private joke. ] Oh, my, even in fake Asgards, it seems monsters must be watched.
[ there's a pause, and he steps back, revealing that though fine-boned and slender, he's dressed in armor. he spreads his arms, dipping into a mocking bow. ]
Loki, called Laufeyson-- [ there's a very brief falter at the surname, but then he continues, rising again and tutting. ] --and I am really very disappointed in my imposter. Simply going along with what the Aesir are doing? How dull.
[ he reaches out as if to turn off the video, then pauses briefly, smile taking on a wicked hint. ]
Then again, I suppose that's why he's the imposter.
[ and it ends. ]
[ video ]
I knew these "gods" were just impostors. Guess I was right all along.
[ video ]
[ he rubs a knuckle over his eyes, breathing out a sound that's almost a sigh. ]
Aesir do not-- rely on others. Not the way these are relying on those they've kidnapped.
[ video ]